The Young Urban Doctor

Translator: 549690339

These ruffians were clearly experienced in fighting, and they didn’t rashly charge over; instead, they approached Luo Ziling as a group, slowly flanking him from the side.

Luo Ziling, of course, wouldn’t allow them to surround him completely. “Strike first to gain the upper hand” was a combat principle his grandfather had emphasized time and time again.

So, as the gang charged at him, he didn’t back down; instead, he took the initiative to meet them head-on.

Last time, when dealing with Li Dongjun’s bodyguards, he had adopted this same strategy to break through the enemy one by one.

Compared to the fight with Li Dongjun’s bodyguards, the venue this time was much smaller, and there were a few more opponents; however, their overall combat power still couldn’t compare to Li Dongjun’s men.

Thus, Luo Ziling was not the least bit afraid.

With two rapid spinning kicks, the two ruffians at the forefront were sent flying by his kick, and three of their comrades were knocked to the ground.

With one strike successful, five ruffians were flipped onto the ground, and the others who were closing in were shocked by Luo Ziling’s impressive skills and hesitated for a moment.

Taking advantage of their momentary daze, Luo Ziling struck again, with even greater speed and force. The ruffians simply couldn’t react in time and were successively knocked to the ground.

The onlookers who were watching the commotion were astonished; many widened their eyes as they watched Luo Ziling, who appeared like a martial-arts master, leaping and fighting in the crowd as if he were an alien from another world.

The anticipated scenario where Luo Ziling was beaten to a pitiable state by the gang of ruffians did not occur; instead, a large group of them were laid flat on the ground by Luo Ziling, a seemingly frail young man, without any power to fight back.

The burly fat man was stunned as well; he hadn’t come to his senses when over half of his ten-plus men had already been knocked over by Luo Ziling.

By the time he realized what was happening and hurriedly backed away to distance himself from the battlefield, all thirteen of his men had been floored by Luo Ziling, with the entire ordeal lasting just two or three minutes.

The fat man’s legs went weak with fear. He had never dreamed he would encounter such a formidable person today. What he thought would be an easy problem to solve had turned into such a thorny issue. He needed to rush back and report the situation to the person who had put him up to this task.

But just as he thought to slip away and make a call to report the situation, Luo Ziling had already rushed in front of him. Without any hesitation, a ferocious elbow strike sent the fat man, who weighed over two hundred kilograms, soaring through the air, crashing heavily into a wall.

After hitting the wall, the phone flew from the fat man’s hand and smashed into a woman watching the scene from nearby.

The woman, struck in the face by the phone, was scared out of her wits. She screamed in terror and collapsed onto the ground.

The fat man, after being hit by Luo Ziling’s heavy punch and slamming into the wall, was not severely injured. With his good ability to take a punch, he struggled to get up and tried to flee.

But just as he was struggling to stand and prepare to run away, he suddenly felt his body lighten, and looking down, he found his legs dangling in the air.

His body, weighing over two hundred kilograms, was actually being held up by the neck, lifted by the seemingly frail young man in front of him, which scared the fat man out of his wits.

“Hero, spare my life,” he blurted out, never expecting to encounter such a freakishly high “Combat Power” individual, and he hastily begged for mercy.

At this moment, the KTV security guards, who had been mere observers until now, finally sprang into action.

Under the instruction of the security captain, a dozen guards armed with riot gear menacingly advanced towards Luo Ziling.

Cao Jianhui, who had been looking for a chance to help Ziling but hadn’t found the right moment, hurriedly called out a warning when he saw the security guards getting ready to move against Ziling, “Ziling, be careful, those damn guards are in cahoots with them. Watch out for their high-voltage tasers, they’ve got weapons.”

Anxious, he dialed the emergency number again and described the situation as grave.

After calling the police, he made another call to his brother, telling him the situation had escalated and to come to his aid or else prepare to collect his corpse.

While Cao Jianhui was on the phone, the group of security guards had already charged towards Luo Ziling with great ferocity.

Initially thinking the guards were there to defuse the situation, Luo Ziling realized what was really happening after hearing Cao Jianhui’s shout and taking a second look at the situation. His anger intensified, yet he became even calmer.

Heeding Cao Jianhui’s warning, Ziling didn’t wait for the guards to get too close before picking up the two heavyset men and hurling them at the approaching group of guards equipped with weapons.

The guards had seen Ziling lift the hefty men but never in their wildest dreams did they imagine this maniac would use such heavy individuals as weapons.

Caught off guard, the guards at the front, who were brandishing tasers, couldn’t dodge in time; three or four of them were struck by the flying men, and their screams instantly filled the air.

With the heavy weight of over two hundred pounds, plus the force of gravity, it was quite a powerful blow. Those pinned beneath the men were in so much pain they were practically crying for their fathers and calling for their mothers. The other guards were taken aback and many involuntarily halted their advance.

The scuffle took place in the largest space within the KTV, the corridor being the direction from which the guards had charged. After subduing the heavy men and using them as weapons, Luo Ziling had thrown them at the junction of the room and the corridor. A pile of guards was now blocking the passage, hindering the others from getting through.

Just as the other guards were about to help their colleagues and the heavy men up, Luo Ziling seized the opportunity and made his move again.

Due to Cao Jianhui’s warning about the high-voltage tasers and other dangerous items the guards had, Ziling couldn’t afford to let them have the chance to use these weapons. “Strike first to gain the upper hand” was the principle his grandfather had drilled into him time and again. In a situation where the enemy was stronger, he couldn’t afford to forfeit any opening.

With a “bang,” a guard wielding a baton was kicked away, and Ziling’s movement also knocked down another guard to the ground.

As two guards screamed in pain, one after the other, and fell to the floor, Luo Ziling had already knocked several others down. At this moment, Luo Ziling’s rationality had been completely overtaken by impulse, all he thought about was knocking these people down as swiftly as possible to eliminate the threat to himself. These guards, whose combat power was far less than the thugs from before and who were now intimidated by Ziling’s valor, posed no real threat to him.

In less than five minutes, Ziling had knocked down all the security guards.

The security captain, who had been bellowing commands for his subordinates to rush over and beat Ziling to the ground, was also sent flying with a kick from Ziling.

After efficiently knocking all the guards down, Ziling finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Raise your hands, or I’ll blow your brains out!” the fallen security captain, struggling to rise from the ground, furiously pulled out a gun from his pocket and aimed it at Luo Ziling, bellowing fiercely, “If you dare move again, I’ll kill you!”

After the incident with Li Dongjun last time, Ziling was once again frozen in place with a gun pointed at him.