Divine Doctor's Harem



Hou Xiangwang stared fiercely at Wang Chao, emanating a murderous aura.

With his words, all the tattooed thugs let out a furious roar, each wielding a weapon.

There were chairs, microphones, bottles, iron rods, and even daggers.

They were like ferocious wolves, their gazes icy and filled with a daunting and dreaded killing intent.

Surrounded by these individuals, Lan Ruyu trembled in fear, hastily pleading, "Brother Hou, please don't, this fan must have a mental problem. Don't get angry, let me handle it, okay?"

She broke free from Wang Chao's grip and approached Hou Xiangwang, picking up a glass of alcohol and downing it in one gulp, wearing a forced smile on her face. "Brother Hou, I offer this toast to you."

"Don't be angry. I'll handle it, alright?"

As she spoke, she gently caressed Hou Xiangwang's chest, trying to calm his anger.

Smack!

Before she could finish her sentence, Hou Xiangwang slapped her face with great force, causing her to fall to the ground.

"Handle it yourself, fuck you! You damn bitch! What the fuck are you? In my eyes, you're just my big brother's plaything. Sleep with you however I want, you worthless piece of shit! What right do you have to interfere in my affairs?"

Hou Xiangwang was still not satisfied. He ruthlessly kicked Lan Ruyu in the abdomen, coldly stating, "Let me tell you, this matter has nothing to do with you anymore."

"Get out of my way, and if you dare say another word, I'll kill you!"

Lan Ruyu's face contorted in pain, clutching her abdomen as she curled up on the ground. She vomited the previously consumed alcohol, reeking of alcohol and looking disheveled.

However, she didn't dare utter a single word, her eyes filled with fear and terror.

Witnessing this scene, Wang Chao's eyes suddenly turned as cold as ice.

In that moment when Lan Ruyu fell, he noticed numerous scars on the inner side of her thighs beneath her skirt—cigarette burns, knife wounds, and handprints.

These scars were clearly inflicted intentionally!

In other words, over the years, Lan Ruyu might have lived in pain and torment, much like Pei Donghu.

"You wretched woman!"

Hou Xiangwang coldly glanced at Lan Ruyu before picking up a fruit knife from the table. He aimed it at Wang Chao and said in a chilling voice, "You bastard, I'll give you a chance to live."

"Kneel down right now and crawl under my crotch."

"Otherwise, today I will show you what it means to wish you were dead."

Without even looking at him, Wang Chao walked up and helped Lan Ruyu to her feet, his gaze filled with concern. "Are you okay?"

"I don't know you, get lost!" Lan Ruyu glared angrily at Wang Chao.

In her eyes, everything was Wang Chao's fault. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have been beaten in the first place.

She didn't dare vent her anger at Hou Xiangwang and his men, so she directed all her fury towards Wang Chao.

Wang Chao stood still, his expression grave.

Hou Xiangwang felt humiliated by being ignored, and the black dragon tattoo on his face became even more ferocious.

Under the congestion of blood vessels, the black dragon seemed to come to life, appearing extremely terrifying.

"Dare to ignore me? You're seeking death!"

Hou Xiangwang's face turned dark, tightly gripping the dagger in his hand, and fiercely thrusting it towards Wang Chao's abdomen.

Wang Chao had his back turned, completely unaware of his actions.

"Be careful!" Lan Ruyu's eyes showed concern as she exclaimed.

Upon hearing this, Wang Chao didn't dodge, not even flinching.

At this moment, Hou Xiangwang's dagger had already reached his back, making contact with his clothes.

Hou Xiangwang grinned maliciously.

Lan Ruyu widened her eyes, her pupils contracting sharply as she covered her mouth.

The others present also laughed maliciously, as if they could already envision the scene of Wang Chao being stabbed through the abdomen, drenched in blood.

Bang!

However, just when everyone thought Wang Chao was about to suffer, the back of his head seemed to grow eyes. He swiftly dodged the attack and then grabbed hold of Hou Xiangwang's head, smashing it fiercely onto the glass table in the booth.

With tremendous force, the glass table shattered into pieces.

Hou Xiangwang's head was bleeding, and he fell to the ground, unconscious.

Blood flowed from his head, staining the ground a crimson red.

"Like buzzing flies, chattering away. Annoying!" Wang Chao's gaze turned icy cold.

Silence!

The scene fell into a deathly silence. The tattooed men stared at Wang Chao and the fallen Hou Xiangwang, their faces filled with disbelief and astonishment. They were completely dumbfounded.

They had initially thought that Wang Chao would be stabbed to death, but in the blink of an eye, it was Hou Xiangwang who had been defeated?

Lan Ruyu was also stunned.

She never expected that Wang Chao would be so audacious as to fight against Hou Xiangwang in this nightclub. This was going to be a big problem.

This was Cui Hong's territory!

If Wang Chao caused a scene here and alerted Cui Hong, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Brother Hou, are you joking with the brothers? Get up quickly, or else we'll have to take action," one of the tattooed men said in a deep voice.

"Yeah, Brother Hou, stop joking."

"Brother Hou, get up! Let's kill this kid!"

The other tattooed men also chimed in, thinking that Hou Xiangwang was just playing a prank on everyone.

However, no matter how they spoke, Hou Xiangwang remained lying on the ground, motionless and still in a state of unconsciousness.

"Stop shouting. He won't wake up anytime soon," Wang Chao said expressionlessly, glancing coldly at them. "Who else among you wants to come up and fight me?"

His gaze was incredibly sharp, colder than frost and sharper than a blade.

Wherever his gaze swept, all the tattooed men trembled as if they had been struck by lightning. They felt as if they were being stared down by an ancient dragon, sending shivers down their spines.

"What's going on? After he looked at me, I felt a stinging sensation on my skin."

"It's not just the skin, I feel my soul trembling."

"Who is this guy? How can his gaze be so terrifying?"

The burly men looked at Wang Chao with fear and dread in their eyes.

At that moment, they all understood one thing.

Wang Chao was definitely not an ordinary person.

"You don't want to fight, huh? Then get lost!" Wang Chao said coldly.

"Damn it, he dares to be so arrogant on our territory. He's completely disrespecting us!"

"Even if we can't beat him, we must kill him! Attack!"

The remaining thugs heard Wang Chao's words, their eyes turned cold. They clenched their teeth and tightened their grip on their weapons. They roared and fiercely rushed towards Wang Chao, crazed with aggression.

Their attacks were like a storm, relentlessly striking at Wang Chao's vital points.

Overwhelming force!

Intense killing intent!

These were deadly attacks!

They clearly wanted to kill Wang Chao!

"Be careful!"

Lan Ruyu, seeing so many people rushing towards them, had a terrified expression and instinctively exclaimed in fear.

These were criminals with a history of violence, and they had no qualms about killing. Now that they're attacking, they were clearly aiming to take Wang Chao's life.