X-ray Eyes Little Wild Doctor-Chapter 111 - 106: Only Three Dollars Left

Before Yun Xinyan could call the police, the troublemaking scion Ma Xu had already dialed a number, standing before Ye Tian and barking orders, telling the person on the other end that he’d been bullied and demanding that they come over with backup immediately.

After hanging up, Ma Xu, all puffed up with arrogance, pointed at Ye Tian’s people, "If you know what’s good for you, just pay up quickly. Otherwise, this isn’t over. Wait till my friends get here, and you’re going to get it."

Ye Tian slowly flexed his wrist, his lips curled in a sinister smile.

He despised scum like Ma Xu the most, relying on their status as the sons of the wealthy to bully men and women alike, unabashedly so. Today, the bastard had actually delivered himself to Ye Tian’s doorstep, which meant a thorough beating was in order. If not, Ye Tian wouldn’t be Ye Tian.

Looking at Yun Xinyan’s stunning and mature beauty, Ma Xu’s heart blossomed with joy, "Babe, you’re quite a looker, huh? Just keep me company, and we can forget about the car. How’s that?"

This dissolute heir, Ma Xu, was only good at bullying the common folk, but he was unlucky to encounter Ye Tian. Seeing Ye Tian limbering up, this guy still didn’t get the hint and had the gall to make eyes at Yun Xinyan inside the McLaren, clearly oblivious to his imminent doom.

With a lecherous laugh, Ma Xu deliberately taunted, "Brother here is very well-endowed, I guarantee you’ll be overjoyed."

Yun Xinyan frowned instantly. She had seen Ye Tian getting ready to fight and wanted to remind him not to resort to violence, since violence couldn’t solve everything, but this scum had the audacity to publicly harass her like this. No matter how patient she was, this was intolerable.

She was the president of Yun Corporation, in control of a company worth billions with nearly a thousand employees under her management. Which male employee didn’t treat her with the utmost respect? Ma Xu had the nerve to make indecent remarks towards her, and she couldn’t swallow that insult.

Yun Xinyan’s brows knitted, her voice icy, "Ye Tian, go easy, don’t kill anyone."

Hearing this, Ye Tian was stunned for a moment, then realized that this annoying jerk had angered the lady of the house. Since she had spoken, he didn’t need to hold back, it was time to straight-up thrash the guy.

"Heh, don’t worry, my dear. This punk dares to harass you, your man here will beat him so bad, even his mother won’t recognize him!"

Ye Tian didn’t bother to exchange words with Ma Xu. He strode forward decisively and launched a straight punch that smashed onto Ma Xu’s face. Although Ye Tian didn’t use a shred of True Qi, he hit Ma Xu so hard, the guy practically ate dirt.

That simple punch knocked out all of Ma Xu’s teeth.

Ma Xu had been eager to showcase his Taekwondo skills in front of the beauties, but alas, he stood no chance before an exceptional master like Ye Tian; his flashy moves were worthless.

"I’ll ****ing kill you, you dare to hit me!"

Ma Xu, who had grown up with a golden spoon in his mouth, was accustomed only to bullying others and had never been bullied himself. Now, having his teeth knocked out by Ye Tian, he was furious.

Ma Xu hadn’t been wronged like this before, and he was determined to have his revenge right then and there.

Without another word, Ma Xu flung open the trunk of his BMW, grabbing a realistic-looking gun, which, though only a replica, was still quite dangerous. Powered by compressed CO2, its steel projectiles could even penetrate a 10-centimeter thick book. Its power was nearly on par with a real gun.

"A gun!" Yun Xinyan exclaimed in shock.

This type of replica gun was rare on the market, usually a toy for wealthy young masters. Ordinary police wouldn’t interfere, nor would they dare to.

"I’ll ****ing have you kneel and apologize, or I’ll shoot out your eyes! Kneel, kneel!" screamed Ma Xu, with both hands on the gun, aiming straight at Ye Tian’s eyes.

At such close range, if he said he’d shoot the left eye, it wouldn’t be the right one; Ma Xu’s marksmanship was not for show.

Guns were something Yun Xinyan had never dealt with. She thought Ma Xu held a real gun, especially because the replica looked too convincing, and she couldn’t see through the facade as an outsider.

"Don’t shoot, please don’t shoot! We can talk this out, we can negotiate anything," Yun Xinyan panicked, fearing that if anything happened to Ye Tian, she would spend the rest of her life in tears and regret.

Private cars on the road came to a congested stop, many bystanders whipping out their cell phones to record the fight, and the gun being drawn. If the footage hit the internet, it would surely cause a tremendous stir.

Facing the dark muzzle aimed at his eyes, Ye Tian remained cool and collected, without a trace of fear.

Ye Tian pulled out a cigarette, placed it in his mouth, took a drag, and said nonchalantly, "Who are you trying to scare with that crappy air gun? Also, you seem to have forgotten about the safety, dumbass."

Safeties are designed to prevent accidental gunfire and only with the safety off can a gun fire. Otherwise, it’s just a prop.

Ma Xu frowned suddenly. Gun safety? Damn it, how could he have forgotten that? He quickly looked down to disengage the safety, only to remember, there was no safety on a replica air gun.

In the moment Ma Xu realized his mistake, Ye Tian snorted coldly, "Dumbass!" With a light tap of his foot on the ground, he shot forward like an arrow.

His move was a direct bow stance punch. Ma Xu felt an intense pain in his belly and doubled over, curling up like a large shrimp. Sour bile rose from his gut and he vomited. The yellow stomach acid sprayed over the BMW, looking utterly disgusting.

Picking up the fallen replica air gun, Ye Tian snapped it in two with a crisp crack, cursing, "Damn it, not only did you hit my car, but you also dared to mess with my wife and to point a gun at my head. My patience has limits."

Ye Tian kicked directly between Ma Xu’s legs. Pain made him jump up, howling in agony. Ye Tian grabbed Ma Xu by the hair, hauling him off the ground.

"I’m giving you a chance to apologize. So, tell me, how do you want to handle this?"

Trembling, Ma Xu replied, "Big brother, I was wrong. Please forgive me. Isn’t paying you enough?"

By now, he had realized that he had encountered a tough one.

"How much are you paying?"

"Would 2,000 yuan be okay?"

Smack! Ye Tian struck him with a slap that left him helpless, "Fuck! Are you trying to palm me off like some beggar?"

He tore off Ma Xu’s nose ring, causing him to cry from the pain. Ye Tian threw him to the ground and, pointing at the McLaren’s badge, said, "Open your damn dog eyes and look, do you even know what kind of car this is?"

"20,000, I’ll give you 20,000, okay?" Ma Xu, his face covered in blood, took out a bank card from his pocket.

"That’s more like it!" Ye Tian snatched the bank card, slipped it right into his pocket, and asked, "What’s the PIN?"

"199012," Ma Xu said sullenly.

"Didn’t see that coming, you’re a post-90s kid," Ye Tian spat dismissively, cursing, "Look at you, a damn disgrace to the post-90s. From now on, don’t ever say you’re one of us. Get lost!"

Ye Tian kicked Ma Xu away, tossed the bank card into the car, leapt into the convertible, and started the McLaren up again. Just as he was about to head home, two police motorcycles arrived.

At that moment, with the traffic cops’ timely intervention, the accident ahead was cleared, the temporary control lifted, and the congested traffic slowly moved forward. In the blink of an eye, only the BMW and the McLaren remained on the road.

The traffic police officer in uniform stopped the McLaren and, taking a look at the beaten-up BMW owner, saluted crisply and said, "Good evening, sir. Please present your driver’s license and vehicle registration."

Ye Tian handed over his documents.

Seeing the traffic cop, Ma Xu seemed to have seen a savior. He rushed over and said, "Officer, it’s this guy, he’s no good. He rear-ended my car and beat me up like this. You have to stand up for me." As he spoke, he showed his injuries to the traffic cop.

The traffic cop saluted again, "I’m sorry, sir, but brawling isn’t our jurisdiction. If you have a problem, I can help you call 110."

"Fuck, what kind of way is that to talk? What do you mean it’s not your business? I’ll complain about you, believe me!" Ma Xu immediately got angry.

The traffic cop frowned slightly and straightened his cap, "My badge number is 20158974. You’re welcome to file a complaint, but for now, please show me your driver’s license and vehicle registration."

"Driver’s license! This..." Ma Xu suddenly turned ashen, stuttering without being able to say anything, utterly deflated, his previous swagger gone.

Ye Tian and Yun Xinyan exchanged a knowing smile. Without asking, they knew Ma Xu was surely driving without a license. Unlicensed and still acting tough with his own car, he really had some nerve.

"It seems you don’t have a driver’s license or vehicle registration," the officer said sternly as he walked over to the BMW, adeptly taking the car keys.

"According to our country’s current ’Traffic Law’, those who drive without a valid driver’s license, whose driving license has been revoked, or who drive while their license is suspended, shall be fined from two hundred up to two thousand yuan and may be detained for up to fifteen days."

"My Uncle Wang works at the traffic bureau," Ma Xu said.

"I’m sorry, I don’t know any Uncle Wang. Please come with me," the cop said, still formal.

Inside the McLaren, Yun Xinyan said with a grin, "Serves him right!"

"Officer, your impartiality is commendable. Thank you for your hard work," Ye Tian said with a slight smile.

"Enforcing the law for the people is my duty. I also hope for your continued support," the cop stated with conviction.

The McLaren adjusted its heading and slowly drove away from the scene, moving along the wide road at a leisurely pace.

Seeing Ye Tian and the beautiful woman leaving, Ma Xu exploded, having been calling for his friends for quite a while, and they were about to arrive. That bastard had just taken off—where was the justice in that?

"Bastard, you stop right there!" Ma Xu shouted at the departing McLaren, bellowing in anger.

"Sir, please come with me back to the station," the officer said firmly, grabbing Ma Xu’s hand.

In the convertible, Ye Tian and Yun Xinyan exchanged a smile, understanding each other perfectly: Ma Xu really had it coming.

The two found a seafood restaurant and enjoyed a lavish late-night meal. During which, Ye Tian visited a 24-hour ATM and tried the PIN Ma Xu had given him. It actually worked; seems like he had been thoroughly scared. Without another word, Ye Tian swept the account clean, leaving just three yuan from the more than forty thousand that had been in there.