Open A Clinic To Cultivate Myself Chapter 104

No one could believe that a man could still stand when his head was. .h.i.t with a steel pope, and Ning Tao's head wasn't even broken!

Stunned, the possible foreman dropped the pipe and didn't pick it up.

Ning Tao raised his hand and slapped him in the face again.

The slap was still light, and he was trying to provoke the enemy rather than punish him as before.

“Beat him!” roared the possible foreman.

Those demolition workers swarmed up, and Ning Tao was surrounded in the blink of an eye. Suddenly steel pipes, long-handled wire cutters, wooden clubs, fists and feet rained down on him.

Qing Zhui, standing beside the woods, started to open her mouth. She was clear that Ning Tao didn't know martial arts, but she didn't think he was so weak that he got beat up by a bunch of ordinary people. Stunned, she started to rush to help, but a hand was raised in the crowd and a voice shouted, “No!”

Qing Zhui stopped again. She had no idea why Ning Tao did this, but she had to obey him, because he was her demon master.

However, the possible foreman misunderstood Ning Tao's words. He spat, “d.a.m.n it, you're begging for mercy now. It's too late! Go on! Beat him hard!”

Bang! Bang! Bang…

Various “weapons” fell on Ning Tao. Bare-handed people beat him with their fists or kicked him with their feet. They seemed to really want to beat him to death. In the crowd, Ning Tao was. .h.i.t by a steel pipe and kicked back by a man. He staggered, but he did not fall.

Gradually, the violent people began to worry that they would really kill Ning Tao, but Ning Tao still wasn't on the ground. If someone stopped hitting him, he would reach over and slap the man in the face, provoking his opponent to continue.

Bang! Bang! Bang…

Ning Tao really enjoyed the beating. Every time the steel pipes, wooden sticks and wire cutters. .h.i.t him, his spiritual power airbag would become more comfortable and powerful, just like the clogging of the meridians that were smoothed by a ma.s.sage. At the same time, he was more and more sure of one thing—being beaten was actually in the practicing of Powerful Tolerance to Beating in the pre-school punch skill! The more and harder these violent demolition workers beat him, the more skilled and stronger his Powerful Tolerance to Beating became!

Only by tempered and hardened could the iron become excellent steel!

“Stop!” ordered the possible foreman, who was the one hitting Ning Tao the hardest. After the roar, he gasped for breath, looking very tired.

All the demolition workers stopped.

Ning Tao crouched on the ground with his head in his arms, but there were no obvious bruises or bleeding wounds on his body, but his clothes were in tatters and full of footprints. The footprints lay on top of each other, making him miserable, as if he had fallen on the floor of a temple fair and been trampled on by hundreds of people.

The disciple from the Tang Sect suddenly walked up to Ning Tao and kicked him in the head sideways.

In the group fight just now, he beat Ning Tao twice, but he could not exert his power because of the crowd and chaos. Now the crowd was scattered, and the strength that had gathered in his leg was finally released.

Thump!

Ning Tao was kicked several meters away by him, and then landed heavily on the ground, causing dust to rise.

“What are you doing, buddy?” The possible foreman became nervous. “We've beaten him bad enough. If you continue to beat him, he will die.”

The disciple from the Tang Sect retorted coldly, “What if he is killed? Don't forget, my Young Master gave you three times the market price. How can you not take any risks? Do you think it's easy to make money?”

The possible foreman said with great care, “Sure, sure, you're right. We'll tear down this orphanage right now.”

The disciple stared at Ning Tao, who was lying motionless on the ground, and said, “Come on! Tear it down!”

The possible foreman shouted, “What are you doing now? Tear it down!”

The crowd of demolition workers sprang into action, some running to the construction machinery, others with tools ready to lift the gate.

The disciple from the Tang Sect took out a cellphone, expertly dialed a number, put it to his ear, and said, “Young Master Huai, I knocked that guy unconscious. Do you want me to take him to you? Or?”

At that moment, Ning Tao, who was lying on the ground in rags, with his face full of footprints, suddenly got up from the ground and said sharply, “I will remove a bone from anyone who dares to remove a brick of Suns.h.i.+ne Orphanage.”

All the demolition workers froze, as if a supercold had blown through, freezing everything.

At the moment, Ning Tao seemed to be a different person, with a chill all over his body, and his eyes looked as if he was going to swallow up someone!

Being stared at by Ning Tao, the disciple from the Tang Sect with the phone felt as if he had fallen into the ice cellar. His hand trembled, causing his phone to fall to the ground.

Ning Tao suddenly moved. He bent his legs, then kicked off from the ground, and he shot at the disciple of the Tang Sect like a cannonball. While he was still in the air, his right fist hit the disciple's face.

After hitting the target, Ning Tao pa.s.sed by the disciple and fell to the ground behind him.

The disciple of the Tang Sect only shook, but did not fall to the ground. He turned around, glared at Ning Tao, and said, “You're just…”

As a result, he opened his mouth and his teeth fell out. He hurriedly put his hand over his mouth, but his teeth still fell in his mouth. When he opened his mouth again, his b.l.o.o.d.y teeth fell into the palm of his hand. And the tooth that dropped was not one or two, but a dozen!

Ning Tao didn't punch him once, but he punched four times. It was just that he was moving so fast that no one could see his moves clearly.

Each of his punches. .h.i.t the disciple's mouth, one on the left corner, one on the right corner, one on the upper lip, one on the lower lip. The four punches were as quick as the civet cat's claw that Ning Tao beat off his teeth in a flas.h.!.+

This was the Cat Claw Punch. His punch could swing as fast as a cat's claw swung, even faster!

The disadvantage of the Cat Claw Punch was that it did not have enough power.

There was also a drawback to the Powerful Tolerance to Beating, which was that it could not launch attacks.

Ning Tao hadn't practiced the Ladder under Feet of the pre-school punch skill, but that move should have both pros and cons. After the Sky Clinic's upgrade, the characteristics of his pre-school punch skill had been reflected in fact, which was the emphasis on defense and speed, not on attack. It was a far cry from his expectations, but he understood. He was a cultivating doctor, not a cultivating soldier, and his ident.i.ty as the owner of the Sky Clinic had long indicated it.

“h.e.l.lo? h.e.l.lo?” A tiny sound came from the dropped phone.

Ning Tao was no stranger to the voice. He walked over, and bent down to pick up the phone. Then he pressed it to his ear and said simply, “Huai Kebing, do you recognize my voice?”

The guy on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds before he said, “It's you, Ning Tao!”

“Yes, are you surprised?” Ning Tao asked, suppressing his anger.

“Just now I was wondering how Ding Feng could have knocked you out. You were playing dead. But it makes no difference whether you pretend or not, for you are dead this time.” Huai Kebing's voice and tone were as brash and patronizing as ever.

“I'm at Suns.h.i.+ne Orphanage. You want me dead, don't you? Then come here and kill me.”

“Kill you? I wouldn't do that kind of dirty work myself. I'd rather be behind the scenes. I don't think it's fun to kill you at one blow. I want you to watch me destroy everything you care about, one by one. I want you hardly wish to live. When I'm done playing, I'll watch you die slowly in front of me!”

Ning Tao was silent for a moment before he said, “Did you buy the land for Suns.h.i.+ne Orphanage? Did you call these demolition workers, too?”

“Yes, I did. So what? It's a legal deal. The land is mine now, including the dilapidated houses on the land. I can tear down or blow up those houses as I want. It just cost me a few millions. It costs more to throw a random party. I just take it as burning money for my amus.e.m.e.nt. I'll spend any amount of money to make you miserable. My next target is the neighborhood you live in. I'm going to buy your house. Ha ha ha…”

“Huai Kebing, soon you'll be kneeling before me again. Then no one can save you,” Ning Tao stated indifferently, and he pulled his hand so hard that the phone burst, sending pieces of it cras.h.i.+ng to the ground.

This time he really generated evil idea.

The disciple named Ding Feng immediately turned and ran.

Ning Tao lifted a steel pipe that was on the ground with his foot, grabbed it with his hand, and then threw it over.

The pipe whizzed past Ding Feng, but he was too frightened to move, with his legs trembling.

He thought Ning Tao was warning him, but he didn't know the fact was that Ning Tao had missed it.

“You can leave, but give Tang Tianren a message.”

Ding Feng nodded unconsciously.

“Go back and tell the head of the Tang Sect, he doesn't have to look for me, because I will personally go to the Tang Sect. If he hurts anyone around me, the old tortoise, Tang Tianren will never see what he wants in his life,” Ning Tao said. “That's all. Remember it. Now get out of here.”

Ding Feng took off at once.

Ning Tao looked over at the stunned demolition workers and growled, “Each of you slap yourself 10 times and get out of here. I'll break the G.o.dd.a.m.n tooth of anyone who doesn't slap himself hard or enough!”

The atmosphere was a little stagnant.

Ning Tao walked over to the possible foreman.

The man came to himself, slapped himself on the face with his hand, and apologized. “I was wrong. I'm sorry…”

All of a sudden, the sound of the slaps rang.

Inside the iron gate, Li Xiaoyu tried to squeeze into the crack of the gate to see what was going on outside, but her view was blocked by Su Ya's legs and b.u.t.tocks. “Sister Su Ya, are the people outside clapping?” she asked curiously.

“Yes, your Uncle Ning has driven away the bad guy. They're clapping for your him,” answered Su Ya with a heavy heart, and her voice sounded hoa.r.s.e.

Li Xiaoyu began to clap and shouted happily, “Great! Wonderful! Uncle Ning is the best!”

Su Ya went on, “Everybody, go back your room and pack your things. We… we're probably getting out of here.”

As she said this, all the people outside the door ran away after slapping, with bleeding teeth and red cheeks.

Ge Ming took a look outside and said, “Tao has driven the demolition workers away. Why are we leaving here?”

Su Ya replied, “Didn't you see that? Those demolition workers have run away, but their construction machinery is still here. Happy Village has sold the land. This is someone else's place, protected by law. What can we do? Somebody's going to tear down the houses again. And the police will come, too. Are you going to ask Brother Ning to drive the police away too?”

Ge Ming went silent.

Ning Tao came to the iron gate, and Su Ya opened it for him before he could reach out his hand.

There were tears in Su Ya's eyes and she lost control of herself. She sobbed, “Brother Ning, are we going to sleep out on the street?”

Ning Tao reached out and touched her head, laughing, “Don't worry, you silly girl. As long as I'm here, Suns.h.i.+ne Orphanage won't fail. It's just a piece of land and a place to live. I'll find another place for the children, bigger and better than this one, with air conditioning in every room.”

“Really?” Su Ya smiled, but was still in tears.

Li Xiaoyu scratched her cheek and said, “Shame on you! Shame on you! You're a big girl, but you're crying!”

This time Su Ya did not argue with her.

“Go back first, pack up your things, and wait for my message. I'm going to do something right now,” Ning Tao said.

“Okay!” Su Ya smiled through tears. With Ning Tao there, she suddenly realized she wasn't afraid of anything. Even if the heavens fell, Ning Tao would support it for her.

Ning Tao picked up the dropped medicine chest, opened it, took out the charging phone and turned it on. Then he dialed a number and walked in Qing Zhui's direction, waiting for the call to come through.

“Have you made up your mind?” Yin Molan's deep, husky voice came from his phone.

“I can make the Ancestor-seeking Elixir for you, but on one condition,” Ning Tao replied.

“What is it?”

“We'll meet and talk in your place, the Big Bowl Village of the Black Dragon Mountain,” Ning Tao said.

“When?”

“Now.” Ning Tao then hung up, his eyes icy.