X-ray Eyes Little Wild Doctor-Chapter 174 - 169: The Dragon Appears Without Its Head and Tail

Chapter 174: Chapter 169: The Dragon Appears Without Its Head and Tail

"I... I choose to cut off my hand... Ah, no... cut off my leg... that’s not right... I still choose to cut off my hand... Can I forfeit?" Wang Qian, kneeling on the ground, struggled to make a decision.

At this moment, Wang Qian truly looked ashen.

This choice was too difficult; Wang Qian found it impossible to decide, feeling that if he lost his hands, even using chopsticks would be a problem, better off dead than that.

But if he lost his legs, wouldn’t he become a useless cripple, needing a wheelchair to get around in the future? That would be worse than just dying outright.

On the other side, Ye Tian had already lost his patience and urged, "I advise you to make up your mind quickly, or you might as well lose both hands and feet." fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

"Don’t, don’t, don’t, please, I beg you, let me go, I’ll give you whatever amount of money," Wang Qian pleaded with a crying tone, willing to give Ye Tian all his fortune just to keep his body intact.

"To offend me, you should pay the price," Ye Tian said with a cold expression, "Since you can’t make up your mind, then let me help..."

Before Ye Tian finished speaking, Wang Qian finally made up his mind: "I choose to cut off my hand!"

Wang Qian knew very well that if Ye Tian started to cut, it wouldn’t be as simple as losing a hand. Faced with two evils, he chose the lesser and resolutely opted to cut off his hand.

Ye Tian said to Wang Bingbing, "Your switchblade, let him use it."

Wang Bingbing tossed the switchblade onto the ground in front of Wang Qian; the latter hesitated as he picked up the switchblade, struggled internally for a few moments, and then with determination and teeth gritted, plunged it deep into his arm.

The slender switchblade pierced Wang Qian’s shoulder, the blade having no blood grooves, and as soon as the edge pierced into the flesh, it stuck fast. Wang Qian struggled to pull the blade out, forcefully yanking out the switchblade, and a jet of blood sprayed from the wound.

With the punishment delivered, Ye Tian had no desire to look at Wang Qian any longer. He turned and strode out, snorting coldly before leaving, turning his back to Wang Qian with a warning:

"Remember this, this is what you get for scheming against me. If there’s a next time, I’ll kill you!"

Today was a great day for Wang Bingbing; it’s true that a great misfortune may bring about a great blessing, and at last, she had vented the anger in her heart.

Wang Bingbing smugly retrieved her switchblade, patted Wang Qian on the cheek, and clicking her tongue, said, "I told you before, you had no idea what kind of being you were offending. Are you satisfied now?"

Wang Qian was in so much pain he couldn’t speak. The stab he had taken to his shoulderblade was deep, and now his entire arm was numb; he had likely severed a nerve.

"What’s the matter, dear cousin, don’t even have the strength to pick up the phone anymore? Tsk tsk tsk, looks like this hand is indeed useless; what unfortunate news. But no worries, cousin, my hand is perfectly fine, let me make the call for you."

To annoy Wang Qian, Wang Bingbing deliberately took out his phone, diligently dialed 120, quickly explained the situation, and then hung up.

Wang Qian, with a dark look, glared at Wang Bingbing without saying a word, cursing her thoroughly in his mind: "Damn *****, I will have my revenge sooner or later, and by then we’ll see how you die!"

"Oh dear, I’m so sorry cousin, but I just couldn’t hold on to it, your phone fell into the water pit." Wang Bingbing wore a face full of triumph as she deliberately dropped Wang Qian’s phone into the settling basin.

"You!" Wang Qian’s eyes were about to burst with rage, wishing he could skin Wang Bingbing alive.

Wang Bingbing shrugged her shoulders: "Looks like some people can only wait for the ambulance now. It’s impossible to call your minions now, so you can just wait patiently, haha." And with that, she swaggered out of the factory, leaving Wang Qian lying in a pool of blood, glaring furiously after her.

Everyone had left, and the factory was eerily quiet. Wang Qian, like a wounded jackal, finally showed his evil nature, endlessly crying out to the sky, venting the hatred in his heart.

"Wang Bingbing, you *****! And Ye Tian, you beast! And Wang Ke’er, and that dwarf. I will never forget this score; you will all die, all of you! Die!" The evil light in Wang Qian’s eyes shone as he roared in anger.

At this very moment, in front of Morning Light Machinery Factory’s large iron gate.

Bao Lun had already started his old Jetta, and Wang Ke’er, dressed in a police uniform, sat in the back seat, silently waiting for Ye Tian to appear.

Waiting is always agonizing. Bao Lun, leaning against the car door, had gone through a pack of cigarettes, littering the ground with butts, his eyes never leaving the factory gate, eager for his idol to come out soon.

Before long, a young man with a robust figure walked out of the factory. Dressed briskly in jeans, his whole demeanor was both sharp and wild, giving off an impression of unrestrained freedom.

Wang Bingbing followed behind Ye Tian like a little wife returning from the market, not daring to make a sound. At this time, she was incredibly happy. Protected by Ye Tian, a peerless master, she felt safer than ever before.

She was truly grateful to Ye Tian for stepping in; otherwise, she couldn’t even imagine the consequences.

Just as Wang Bingbing stepped out of the main entrance of the factory, she saw Bao Lun coming up to meet them. He dropped to his knees in front of Ye Tian, his face filled with devotion and reverence, and his eyes shining with admiration.

"Great hero, please take me as your disciple!" Bao Lun knelt on the ground, looking up at Ye Tian, pleading.

"Uh..." Ye Tian was somewhat speechless.

"Master, please take me in! I can give you massages and beat your back, I can do acupuncture and massage for you, I can do anything!" Bao Lun pleaded once again, knocking his head on the ground.

"This..." Ye Tian was a bit at a loss for words, caught between laughter and tears.

"Master, it’s only after seeing you that I realized how vast the world is, and how immense the heavens and the earth are. Your broad-mindedness is like the September sky, misty and lofty. Your eyes are like dazzling stars, shining bright and clear. My admiration for you is like the surging river, unstoppable..."

Hearing Bao Lun’s sugary words, Ye Tian got goosebumps all over his body – even the Wang sisters standing by were a bit speechless.

Suddenly, Ye Tian seemed to spot something and pointed to a distant spot, exclaiming, "Not good!"

This cry of alarm was indeed sudden, causing everyone to turn their heads in that direction, fearing some unexpected event had happened. Bao Lun was also startled and finally stopped his exaggerated flattery to look in the direction Ye Tian pointed.

Looking where Ye Tian pointed, they saw the road crowded with vehicles, private cars, and trucks bustling about, an endless stream of urban hustle and bustle – nowhere did it look like anything serious was happening.

Bao Lun faintly felt that something was amiss, and when he turned his head back sharply, the spot where Ye Tian had been was now empty. He knew then that he had been thoroughly deceived.

"Master! Where are you, Master? Master?" Bao Lun stood up in a panic, searching everywhere for Ye Tian’s whereabouts, but it was too late; his master had already left, and all that remained was the echo of his own voice.

"The dragon shows its head but not its tail! A master, definitely a top-tier master!"

Ye Tian’s sudden and mysterious disappearance only strengthened Bao Lun’s resolve to become a disciple and learn from him.

"I must find my master, even if it means wearing out iron shoes in the search. I am set on him as my master!" Bao Lun was extraordinarily determined in his heart.

Meanwhile, Wang Bingbing’s subordinates had already arrived – seven or eight Infinitis pulled up, each disgorging a phalanx of men in black suits, efficient and professional.

The dirt on Wang Bingbing and Wang Ke’er’s bodies had mostly dried, and they directly boarded the Infinitis. After giving a few simple orders, someone contacted the nearest clothing store and bought a dozen or so elaborate outfits for the Wang sisters to choose from and use.

"Bing, is that person a friend or foe? Should we take care of him?" A man in a black suit pointed to Bao Lun in the distance, respectfully awaiting Wang Bingbing’s orders.

"How much money did you bring?" Wang Bingbing asked unexpectedly.

"I came in a hurry and only brought a bit over 100,000." The man in the black suit answered respectfully.

"Give it all to him." Wang Bingbing commanded authoritatively, instantly reverting to the imperious Ice Snow Queen.

"Yes!" The man in the black suit dared not ask further questions. Bing disliked subordinates who were talkative. Since the Ice Snow Queen had commanded, she obviously had her reasons.

The man in the black suit quickly took a few steps over, came up beside Bao Lun’s old Jetta, and handed him a bank card.

Bao Lun was feeling gloomy for losing sight of Ye Tian, and just then this guy suddenly handed him a bank card, which confused him. However, he quickly understood, assuming that this was the ruthless girl’s way of saying thanks.

"Sorry, I can’t take this money. I did it voluntarily. If you give me the money, don’t say I didn’t warn you; I’ll get angry with you. And just so you know, I’m not bragging, but I am a sanda champion. Also, I’ll let you know – my master is Ye Tian. Have you heard of him? That super expert!" Bao Lun rambled on as always.

...

The rented Wrangler was totaled, and after leaving Bao Lun, Ye Tian had no choice but to hail a taxi back to the city.

It wasn’t too late yet, so instead of heading straight home, Ye Tian went to the McLaren dealership. After paying the remaining balance, he drove off in his newly purchased McLaren 675LT.

The world-class luxury car hit the road, darting through the city at electrifying speed. As he listened to the pleasing sound of the engine, Ye Tian felt exceptionally contented.

After speeding along the outer ring road for a while, Ye Tian found it wasn’t thrilling enough, so he drove up to the Longxi Mountain as before. The McLaren 675LT sped crazily on the mountain roads, at one point reaching a terrifying speed of 200 mph, and when passing certain special sections, it even hit an alarming 230 mph.

Having tested the impeccable performance of his new ride, Ye Tian finally leisurely headed back to Jin Guan City.

By the time he got home, it was precisely seven in the evening. As Ye Tian pushed open the door to his villa, he was greeted by a fragrant aroma. He took off his shoes and threw the car keys on the coffee table, then saw the striking figure in the kitchen.

Yun Xinyan was dressed in a very pink housecoat, her hands covered with SpongeBob SquarePants-themed sleeves, and wearing light blue house pants that tightly wrapped her hips, accentuating their firm and shapely appearance.

On her feet were fluffy slippers, making her look very cute. The mature and sensual allure of a domestic beauty was displayed to perfection.

As she was stir-frying the last dish, Yun Xinyan heard the familiar footsteps. Following that, Ye Tian hugged her from behind.