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Ultimate Village Doctor-Chapter 772 - 836 Big Shots Gather
Chapter 772: Chapter 836: Big Shots Gather Chapter 772: Chapter 836: Big Shots Gather “`
Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Six
“What, what should we do?” Zheng Zhongtian was truly panicked at this point.
He was almost certain that Long Xiaoshan was behind Mao Ming’s death.
This was a blatant threat!
Thinking of Long Xiaoshan’s words, that if they didn’t go to Wanlong Mountain, he would come and take their heads, Zheng Zhongtian felt a chill at his neck as if someone had slashed him with a knife—it was definitely not an empty threat from Long Xiaoshan.
If he dared not to go, Mao Ming’s fate would be a precedent.
Zheng Zhongtian’s gaze shifted to Young Master Cui, grasping at him like a lifeline, he said in a panic, “Young Master Cui, you must save my life!
It was for your sake that I offended Long Xiaoshan, and now he’s come to seek retribution.”
Young Master Cui, seeing Mao Ming’s corpse, was also horrified.
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However, he was after all the prominent scion from Tianfu, how could he be afraid of some local ruffian from Hechuan City?
With a stiff neck and a fierce tone, he said, “Afraid of what?
Isn’t he just a martial artist?
Don’t worry, we have already made arrangements.”
This group of scions had already taken under their wing the tycoons of Hechuan City, cutting off Long Xiaoshan’s support.
Naturally, through these tycoons, they had learned of Long Xiaoshan’s formidable abilities.
Being of the Cui Family’s stature, they were already eligible to make contact with the Hidden Sect.
It was not difficult to mobilize a few Hidden Sect Martial Artists; after all, even during the Dragon Head battle, Zheng Laoshi and others were able to enlist a few from these secret sects, not to mention someone of the Cui Family’s level.
Besides the Hidden Sects, they could also employ assassins and the like.
Dealing with a Long Xiaoshan would definitely be no problem.
“Since he wants you to go to Wanlong Mountain, very well, we’ll use this opportunity to get rid of him once and for all,” Young Master Cui said, with a ferocious look in his eyes.
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Long Xiaoshan, accompanied by Bai Susu and Su Wan, ate dinner and then went up to Wanlong Mountain, idly spending the entire day in relaxation.
The next day.
Early in the morning, Long Xiaoshan sat on a cliff stone at the peak of Wanlong Mountain, absorbing and exhaling Spiritual Energy.
The Spiritual Energy of Wanlong Mountain, after being consolidated by the Spirit Gathering Array, was even above that of Tang Family Manor on Tiandu Mountain.
After all, the Tang Family did not have a Spirit Gathering Array, and even if the feng shui of Tiandu Mountain was better than that of Wanlong Mountain, without the Formation to consolidate it, a lot of Spiritual Energy went to waste.
Around ten o’clock.
Long Xiaoshan’s eyes suddenly opened, and a cold smile emerged at the corner of his mouth.
His eyes flickered with golden flames as he surveyed the area with his Heavenly Eye.
A succession of cars arrived at Wanlong Mountain, the least expensive of which was a Mercedes-Benz S-Class.
Long Xiaoshan made a hand gesture, and the fog on the mountain path slowly dissipated.
Withdrawing his gaze, Long Xiaoshan swept toward the manor, saw Yunlin watering the flowers in the garden, and silently moved his lips.
His voice reached Yunlin’s ear, “Yunlin, a visitor has arrived.
Take them to the manor’s conference room.”
Yunlin, who was watering, quickly looked around but did not see Long Xiaoshan, and said in confusion, “Young Master, where are you?”
“No need to look, I’m not beside you.
Just go to the manor entrance to receive the guests,” Long Xiaoshan said.
“Oh, okay,” Yunlin hurriedly put down the watering can, wiped her hands, and walked towards the entrance of the manor.
Her young master was becoming increasingly unpredictable.
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His presence was elusive, and his voice sounded directly in her ear even though he was not nearby, as if there were ghosts.
Arriving at the entrance of the manor, Yunlin saw that the road, usually shrouded in clouds and mist, had become visible; the mist on the road had all dispersed, though the mist still lingered around the rest of the area.
After waiting for a moment, Yunlin saw a line of cars slowly making their way up the mountain path.
Leading the pack was a Rolls-Royce followed by Bentleys and Mercedes-Benzes, all vehicles valued over a million each.
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However, Yunlin, who was accustomed to grand scenes, wasn’t much surprised.
She just didn’t know what special day it was that Long Xiaoshan, who usually preferred peace and quiet, had invited so many people over.
A total of seventeen cars came to a stop.
A large group of people got out of the cars.
Yunlin’s eyes narrowed as she recognized the individuals emerging—Zheng Zhongtian, Wang Sihai, Huo Zhengxin, Tu Yaoyang! These were the top tycoons of Hechuan City, and former regulars at Wanlong Mountain Private Club.
Each was worth at least several hundred million.
It could be said that almost all the notable figures of Hechuan City were present here.
These people, plus the two or more fiercely vigilant bodyguards following each of them, amounted to a crowd of fifty or sixty people.
The tranquil Wanlong Mountain suddenly became lively.
However, the expressions of those who arrived didn’t contain the slightest hint of a smile; each one was cold and detached.
“General Zheng, Director Wang, General Huo…”
Yunlin greeted each one in turn.
“Oh, it’s Manager Yun.
I didn’t expect you to still be here,” Zheng Zhongtian said.
Yunlin responded with a smile, “Yes, it’s thanks to the young master’s kindness.”
“Young master?”
“Oh, I meant Mr.
Long,” Yunlin quickly corrected herself.
Upon hearing “Mr.
Long”, everyone understood she was referring to Long Xiaoshan; the fact that Zhou Yushan had given Wanlong Mountain to Long Xiaoshan was common knowledge.
A portly man with squinted eyes spoke up, “Yunlin, where is Mr.
Long?
Why don’t we see him?”
“Mr.
Long has asked me to invite you to the conference room.
He should be arriving shortly, General Tu,” Yunlin said politely.
The portly man snorted coldly, forcing out a few words through his teeth, “Putting on quite the airs.”
Yunlin’s face changed slightly; she had been at Wanlong Mountain during the last great conflict and was well aware that her young master was the head of the Hechuan City Chamber of Commerce, and these tycoons should nominally respect him.
She hadn’t expected Tu Yaoyang to openly challenge her young master.
Long Xiaoshan now held a revered position in her heart.
She took a deep breath, “General Tu, please watch your words.”
The portly man glared at Yunlin, who used to be just a manager of a private club.
In Tu Yaoyang’s eyes, she was merely a socialite, and now she even had the audacity to rebuff him.
“Who the hell do you think you are, talking to your boss Tu like that?” Tu Yaoyang, one of the most violently tempered among the tycoons, said fiercely.
Yunlin, being a woman, felt a chill run through her spine as she was intimidated by such a high-level tycoon, retreating a few steps in fear.
“Enough, Old Tu.
The Dragon Head is still waiting for us,” Wang Sihai spoke up.
His fear of Long Xiaoshan ran deepest.
He also knew best just how formidable Long Xiaoshan was.
If it weren’t for those influential young masters, he wouldn’t dare betray Long Xiaoshan, no matter how gutsy he felt.
But those young masters each had too strong of a background; no matter how powerful Long Xiaoshan was, he was only one man, and how could he contend with so many families?
How could he dare to side with Long Xiaoshan against so many influential young masters?
However, even knowing that defying so many young masters would spell certain doom for Long Xiaoshan, even if he had three heads and six arms, just thinking of Long Xiaoshan brought to Wang Sihai’s mind the image of an all-consuming golden flame, burning him to ashes.
Fear involuntarily permeated his being.
Hearing Wang Sihai’s words, Tu Yaoyang spoke dismissively, “Old Wang, what’s there to be afraid of?
What about this ‘Dragon Head’?
After today, who knows if he’ll still be around.”
“Let’s go inside and talk about it,” Wang Sihai said, not knowing why he still felt an unsettling unease.