Divine Doctor's Harem



"Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Zhao Chongyang's face contorted in pain as he broke out in a profuse sweat. The excruciating agony made him wail like a slaughtered pig.

As a rich young master, he had lived a life of luxury since childhood. With the backing of the Zhao family, no one dared to defy him. He had never suffered any harm in his life.

But now, Wang Chao had broken his finger, and the piercing pain turned his face pale. He clutched his finger and squatted down, almost fainting from the pain.

It hurt!

It hurt too much!

From his finger to his heart, having his finger broken was a pain that a young master like him couldn't bear.

"You speak out of turn, and you deserve to be punished! Remember it next time," Wang Chao said coldly.

Shen Bing was stunned when she saw this scene.

She never expected that Wang Chao would be so straightforward and daring to lay hands on Zhao Chongyang, especially on a yacht like this.

His courage was truly remarkable.

But upon closer reflection, it made sense.

Wang Chao came from a humble background, but he had been a mercenary for eight years, traversing battlefields filled with corpses and blood. He had killed many people.

Especially when he protected her and fought his way out of the mountains, Wang Chao had slain nearly five hundred mercenaries, drenched in blood from head to toe. He was a ruthless killer.

It was precisely because of living on the edge and licking blood off the blade that Wang Chao had honed himself into a terrifying individual.

She firmly believed that once the ship sailed out of the Dragon Kingdom's waters and reached the lawless waters of the open sea, Wang Chao might just kill Zhao Chongyang directly!

"Young Master!"

When he saw Zhao Chongyang being attacked, the burly man's expression changed dramatically, and he hurriedly went to support Zhao Chongyang.

"No need to bother about me. Kill him! Chop off this bastard who attacked me!" Zhao Chongyang angrily shouted, his eyes bloodshot with hatred and anger.

This burly man was his bodyguard, named Zhao Tiansheng, a high-level warrior at the One-Star War God level. He had honed himself on the extraterritorial battlefield, slaying over a hundred experts. He possessed formidable strength and was decisive in battle.

After beating up his subordinate last time, he specifically replaced him with such a high-level expert by his side, hoping to resolve any incidents.

"Young Master, the ship hasn't left the open sea yet. Do you really want to kill him?" Zhao Tiansheng asked.

"Why the fuck are you talking so much nonsense? Stop asking so many questions and kill him! Twist his head off for me!" Zhao Chongyang roared angrily.

"Understood."

Zhao Tiansheng's gaze turned cold as he stood up and stared coldly at Wang Chao. "Bastard, how dare you attack our Young Master! You are asking for death!"

With that, he leaped forward like a cannonball, charging at Wang Chao.

His momentum was overwhelming!

His killing intent soared!

As he closed in on Wang Chao, he threw a heavy punch directly at his face.

Roar!

At the moment he threw the punch, the fierce roar of a tiger resounded through the air, shaking the heavens and earth.

The violent punch wind blew forcefully, causing Wang Chao's hair and clothes to flutter backward.

In the face of the formidable attack, Wang Chao remained expressionless, neither dodging nor evading.

"This bastard is done for!" Zhao Chongyang, witnessing the scene, grinned maliciously as if he could already envision Wang Chao being punched and spitting blood in a miserable state.

He had personally witnessed the strength of Zhao Tiansheng. One ordinary punch from him could bend steel plates, and a full-powered punch could shatter them.

As long as his fist landed on Wang Chao, he guaranteed that Wang Chao would pay a heavy price.

However, his smile hadn't even lasted two seconds before it abruptly froze.

Bang!I think you should take a look at

Wang Chao effortlessly dodged Zhao Tiansheng's punch, and then casually threw a right hook that sent Zhao Tiansheng flying more than eight meters, crashing heavily onto the deck.

"Pu!"

After landing, Zhao Tiansheng spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, and there was a deep fist imprint on his chest, a shocking sight.

"How, how is this possible?"

Zhao Chongyang could no longer keep up his laughter, his eyes widened, and his face was filled with disbelief as he watched the scene. He was dumbfounded.

Damn it!

He was killed with just one punch?

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Chongyang stood up and shouted, "Zhao Chongyang, stop pretending. You are a One-Star War God-level expert, how could you be knocked down by him? Get up and kill him!"

In his view, no matter what, Zhao Tiansheng was a War God-level expert, and he could not be easily killed!

It was highly likely that Zhao Tiansheng was playing, acting, trying to entertain him.

However, no matter how he shouted, Zhao Tiansheng remained lying on the ground, unable to get up at all.

"Young Master, I..."

As Zhao Tiansheng opened his mouth to speak, a heart-wrenching pain surged through his body, and he spat out blood as he could not even articulate his words.

His whole body felt as if it had been dismantled, suffering unbearable pain.

Numerous ribs in his chest seemed to have broken, causing excruciating agony.

He stared wide-eyed, his gaze filled with shock as he looked at Wang Chao.

He was a One-Star War God-level expert who had killed many people on the battlefield and had engaged in battles with many super experts.

However, during their confrontation just now, he clearly saw Wang Chao's attack, but somehow, he could not dodge it and was directly sent flying by the punch.

Wang Chao's strike just now was like a colossal hammer of a siege, shattering his entire body and rendering him immobile.

This was a stronger expert than him!

"Fuck your mother, still spitting blood, can not you die? So many people are watching, stop acting and get up quickly!" Zhao Chongyang roared in anger.

His voice immediately caught the attention of everyone at the top level, and many important figures looked over in their direction.

Joseph and Liu Xiangqing appeared nearby at some point, silently observing the scene.

Almost everyone's gaze towards Wang Chao became distinctly different.

This was still Fuzhou City in Hu Jian Province, and the Zhao family was the largest power in Fuzhou City. These three high-tech Swan Cruise ships belonged to the Zhao family as well.

Now, Wang Chao had dared to fight against the young master of the Zhao family on their territory, on their ship.

This was simply audacious beyond measure!

Being watched by so many people, Zhao Chongyang felt even more ashamed. He shouted again, "Zhao Tiansheng, do you hear me? Stop pretending and get up quickly."

Zhao Tiansheng gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, trying to stand up and save face for Zhao Chongyang.

However, no matter what he tried, he could not stand up. Every movement caused excruciating pain, as if his muscles were tearing apart.

"Forcing yourself to stand up will worsen your injuries. Your meridians might shatter, and you might ruin yourself for a lifetime. Think about yourself for once and lie down obediently," Wang Chao uttered coldly.

"Zhao Tiansheng, I command you to stand up immediately!" Zhao Chongyang roared.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Tiansheng's eyes became resolute. He let out a loud roar, enduring the pain and forcefully stood up again, towering beside Zhao Chongyang with a majestic aura.

However, anyone could see that he was in great pain, bearing a terrifying level of suffering.

Wang Chao's gaze turned cold as he stared at Zhao Tiansheng. "Is't worth it to go this far for a spoiled playboy?"