The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine-Chapter 172 - : Punched and Sent Flying! (Third update)

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Punched and Sent Flying! (Third update)

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“Little Long! Someone’s coming!” Cui Feiyan cried out, quickly running to Huang Xiaolong’s side.

“Yes, it’s a human, not a ghost. But sometimes, humans can be scarier than ghosts,” Huang Xiaolong grinned. “Of course, in my eyes, neither humans nor ghosts are scary because… they’re all insignificant ants…”

At the staircase entrance, a man in his fifties appeared, dressed entirely in white, similar to the lab coat a doctor would wear in a hospital.

His hair was already graying, with high cheekbones, and a very sinister demeanor that made anyone who looked at him feel uncomfortable, evoking a chilling sensation much like encountering a deadly snake.

At this moment, he glanced at Huang Xiaolong, and then at Cui Feiyan. His gaze revealed a hint of perversion and ferocity.

“Zhou…Zhou…Boss Zhou…you…you…” Cui Feiyan seemed to have had some dealings with this man in the past.

This man, was none other than Binhai’s highly respected craftsmanship of handmade dolls!

“Ah ?President Cui, what brings you here? President Cui, you are so beautiful, so young, so pretty…what a pity, so pitiful…” Boss Zhou, who was also the ‘Master Zhou’ referred to by the bloody ghosts, slightly shook his head in regret. “Ah…beauty fades, such is the tragedy of the mortal world.”

Master Zhou’s eyes were burning as he stared intently at Cui Feiyan. “President Cui! You have such great skin!”

“What…what do you want to do?” Cui Feiyan’s hair stood on end as she was stared at by Master Zhou. “Little Long…Little Long is here, you…you’re finished! You sick maniac! You unscrupulous beast!”

“Yes, Feiyan, with me here, he is doomed. Hehe.” Huang Xiaolong held Cui Feiyan’s somewhat cold hand, smiling harmlessly.

However, his intent to kill was growing stronger!

“Young man, you do have some abilities, but…alas…this place will be your burial ground today.” Master Zhou shook his head again in regret. Then, his gaze focused back on Cui Feiyan. He was looking at her as if he was admiring a work of exquisite art. “President Cui, your skin, it would make perfect doll-making material! You are so beautiful! Ahh! I’ve decided! I’m going to use you as a model, and your skin, to make a princess doll! President Cui, don’t be scared, I’m excellent at skinning. Listen, first I’ll make a cut on the top of your head, then I’ll pour mercury in, and then ?bang! Your whole body will instantly bloat! Then, along the cut on your head, I’ll tear and voila, a whole piece of human skin will come off the flesh ?What is art? This! This is art!”

“Little Long, this guy is so sick and disgusting…he…he wants to skin me…” Cui Feiyan was still trembling after hearing this gruesome description.

“Speaking of which, how did your mentality get so distorted to the point of using innocent children’s skin to make dolls?” Huang Xiaolong casually started a conversation with Master Zhou as if he was making small talk.

“Hehehe, well…” Master Zhou was taken aback, but he still laughed. “Don’t you think that those human-skin dolls are unique pieces of art in the world? Plus, I learned from my master that my destiny has many deficiencies; I have no children, no wife, no companion…I…I really hate those kids!”

“Oh, I get it…so because you’re childless, you turned into a pervert.” Huang Xiaolong nodded in understanding.

“Little Long, what does ‘many deficiencies’ mean?” Cui Feiyan asked Huang Xiaolong in a low voice.

“Oh, the ‘many deficiencies’ basically refers to the lack of money, life, and power. And the ‘five miseries’ mean something like being a widower, widow, childless, orphan, and disabled…Widower means an old man without a wife, widow means an old woman without a husband, childless means elderly with no children, orphan refers to a child without a father, and disabled typically means physically disabled.” Huang Xiaolong replied offhandedly.

“Young man, do you have any other questions? Ask quickly. I can answer any questions you have. Because…hehehe, you’re about to die…” Master Zhou looked at Huang Xiaolong with a malicious smile, his voice cold and imbued with evil qi.

“Oh, right, I do have a question, was the ‘Nine Palace, Nine Cuts, Endless Death Formation’ at the First People’s Hospital created by you?” Huang Xiaolong suddenly remembered.

Since this Master Zhou practices magic, it was possible he had been up to no good in the past.

“Hmm? Young man, you know about that too?” Master Zhou’s face darkened, a flash of surprise in his eyes, “Hmph! No harm telling you! That was a Formation set up by my master!”

“Great! I’ve asked all my questions, let’s get started!” Huang Xiaolong suddenly smiled.

The next moment!

Boom

Huang Xiaolong moved swiftly, faster than a shadow, and was right in front of Master Zhou!

This was as swift as lightning!

Bang!!!!!!

A punch landed on Master Zhou’s face!

All one could see was Master Zhou’s face twisting abnormally where the fist had landed!

Master Zhou was hit and lifted off his feet, his body thrown back, crashing directly into the wall!

The entire shop seemed to tremble slightly!

Cui Feiyan watched Huang Xiaolong with her eyes wide open and mouth agape.

At this moment, fury was boiling in Huang Xiaolong’s heart like hot water!

This damn creature had committed so many atrocious acts! He even wanted to skin my wife, Feiyan!

Asking for death!

This was simply asking for death!

With a swift punch, he hurled Master Zhou flying.

However, Huang Xiaolong’s punch contained just a fraction of his strength.

He didn’t want to let Master Zhou die so easily and painlessly!

He had to die slowly.

“Uh…Little Long, you…you’re quite violent…” Cui Feiyan had never seen Huang Xiaolong fight. At this moment, she only felt that Huang Xiaolong was very manly, very dominant, and very masculine. “But… Well done! Little Long! This kind of beast deserves to be beaten! So satisfying!”

“You little beast…you little bastard…you little mongrel…” Master Zhou slowly got up from the ground. His face had a shocking imprint from the punch, visibly caving in, the broken bones from the impact piercing through his skin, exposed to the air.

This made Master Zhou look as terrifying as a deadly ghost.

His eyes were filled with deep hatred and viciousness, as if he couldn’t wait to completely obliterate Huang Xiaolong. “Little mongrel! You’re as good as dead! But you’ll regret coming into this world! I’ll extract your soul and turn it into a puppet, whipping and torturing you day and night!”