Divine Doctor's Harem

Bang!

Wang Chao's strength was enormous. With one blow, the traffic police officer's helmet shattered instantly, and a crack opened up on his forehead.

"Wang Chao, have you gone crazy? He's a traffic police officer, you..." Wang Zuxian was frightened.

Assaulting a police officer is a serious crime.

"Assaulting a police officer? Haha, he has to be a real police officer for that," Wang Chao said lightly.

"What?" Wang Zuxian was stunned.

"Bastard!"

The police officer who was beaten was furious, his head buzzing. He drew a knife from his waist and fiercely stabbed at Wang Chao's neck.

Without hesitation, Wang Chao quickly opened the car door and fiercely knocked the traffic police officer out of the way.

At this point, the traffic police officer's head was broken and bleeding. His shattered helmet fell to the ground, revealing his true face.

On this person's forehead was a vivid dragon, ferocious and dazzling.

"Ah..." Wang Zuxian looked at the person and immediately understood.

As a just and righteous police officer, he certainly couldn't have tattoos. This person was a fake traffic police officer!

At this moment, the roar of countless cars filled the air.

One by one, cars rushed forward like steel beasts, blocking Wang Chao's car in the middle and surrounding it completely.

A group of strong men holding shiny weapons got out of their cars, their expressions fierce and cold, staring at Wang Chao's BMW 8.

Seeing this scene, Wang Zuxian's face turned pale. She tightly grasped the handle and trembled, "Wang Chao, what... what should we do?"

"They're just a bunch of losers, not worth fearing. Stay in the car and don't move. I'll take care of it, it'll only take a few minutes," Wang Chao said, lighting a cigarette. He got out of the car, closed and locked the door, and then glanced lightly at the group of people.

Although there were a lot of them, at least a hundred people with a ferocious aura like wolves and tigers, they were just a bunch of losers in Wang Chao's eyes.

At this moment, the traffic police officer who was covered in blood struggled to stand up and stared fiercely at Wang Chao. "How did you know I was fake?"

"Brother, you stuck the wrong flower on your shoulder. Two bars and one star belong to the rank of major. Do you think a major would come to be a traffic police officer?" Wang Chao took a drag of his cigarette and looked at him expressionlessly, "If you don't even know this, how did you come out to do things?"

"Just like you, wanting to be an assassin. I'm afraid you would have died before you even left the training camp. How did the leader of the assassination organization let someone like you come out? Aren't you afraid of tarnishing the organization's reputation?" Wang Chao said expressionlessly.

After wandering around the world for so long, this is the first time he has ever encountered such a foolish assassin.

He's so amateur!

And uneducated!

"So, you recognized me a long time ago?" The fake traffic policeman's face sank.

"I saw that you were a fake when you were directing the vehicle," Wang Chao replied.

"Then why did you still follow my instructions and come to this road?" The fake traffic policeman looked puzzled.

Did he have a brain malfunction to come over knowing that he was fake?

Wang Chao smiled, took a drag of his cigarette, and said lightly, "If I hadn't come, how would you have shown up?"

"What do you mean?" The fake traffic policeman's face grew cold.

Wang Chao glanced at everyone present and said in confusion, "With so many amateur assassins here, you are clearly unprofessional. How can all the assassins act together like this?"

"Wait, you guys aren't assassins, are you?" With so many people coming at once, it was certainly not the style of assassins.

It was more like the behavior of street thugs!

"I don't understand what you're talking about. Who is this Miss Wang or not Miss Wang? Today, I came for you, and you're dead today," the fake traffic policeman said, interrupting Wang Chao.

Without waiting for Wang Chao to finish speaking, the fake traffic policeman immediately pulled out a half-meter-long machete from his waist and threw it at Wang Chao.

Then he shouted, "Attack, kill him for me!"

"Huh?"

Wang Chao dodged, then reached out his right hand and caught the machete, looking surprised.

These people weren't here for Wang Zuxian, they were here for him?

What's going on?

But he couldn't think about it now. With the fake traffic policeman's roar, hundreds of burly men were already swinging their weapons and rushing towards him.

Wang Chao kicked one of the men at the front and sent him flying.

Then he put his cigarette on the roof of his BMW.

"Wang Chao, are you crazy? Get in the car and run!" Wang Zuxian shouted anxiously from inside the car.

So many people were rushing towards him that even spitting would drown Wang Chao.

Faced with this situation, Wang Chao was still thinking about his cigarette, he was insane!

Before Wang Zuxian could finish speaking, ten Wuhans had already rushed to Wang Chao's side, raising their weapons and viciously attacking the back of his head.

At that moment, Wang Chao suddenly turned around and swung his large machete in a perfect half-circle, slicing the weapons in their hands in half.

Upon seeing this, the five burly men were stunned.

Without waiting for them to react, Wang Chao swiftly struck five times.

The five men immediately had deep wounds visible to the bone on their chests, blood gushing out as they screamed in agony, falling to the ground.

Wang Chao lifted his bloodstained machete, coldly staring at the approaching crowd, his eyes sharp as knives as he furrowed his brows and said, "So many people, does that mean I have to strike a hundred times? How troublesome."

Finishing his words, he charged towards the crowd like a fierce tiger, wielding his machete and unleashing a killing spree.

The large machete seemed to come to life in Wang Chao's hands, leaping and dancing like a poisonous snake, a raging dragon out to sea, or a thunderbolt from the heavens. In the blink of an eye, thousands of blade lights burst forth at a speed too fast for the naked eye to see.

Wang Chao's figure darted like a butterfly amidst the crowd.

Wherever the blade light passed, the thugs fell to the ground in response.

One minute later, he returned to where he had been before, picking up the cigarette that was still burning, and putting it into his mouth.

Behind him, hundreds of thugs lay on the ground in pools of blood, groaning in agony.

Their tendons were either broken, their ears severed, their noses sliced off, or their arms chopped off.

It was a scene of mourning and suffering!

The ground was stained red with blood.

Wang Chao stood in the middle of these people, holding a large machete and smoking a cigarette, exuding an intimidating aura that was hard to face.

Like a god of death!

Like a warlord!

"Wow~~~"

Wang Zuxian looked at everything outside the car, his bright eyes filled with shock, his mouth gaping open, unable to speak for a long time.

The fake traffic police was also dumbfounded, his face full of disbelief.

Then they looked at Wang Chao, their eyes even more shocked.

One person had chopped down hundreds of people in just one minute, was he still human?

He was like a monster!

Even Bruce Lee wasn't this fierce, was he?

Especially the fake traffic police, he was even more frightened, sweating like rain.

He wanted to leave, but was locked in place by Wang Chao's formidable killing intent, his legs shaking, unable to move at all.

Wang Chao exhaled a puff of smoke and coldly stared at the fake traffic police, "You said you were coming for me earlier, we have no grudges or grievances, why do you want to kill me?"

"Speak up, who instructed you to do this?"

The fake traffic police's eyes were filled with fear, trembling and unable to speak.

Boom!

At this moment, a roaring sound of a car came, the Nissan car that had been tracking Wang Chao before was like a steel beast, fiercely rushing towards Wang Chao.