novelraw Chapter 4 : Hulk
Chapter 4 : Hulk
Chapter 4: Hulk?
Jiang City, inside the “Golden Splendor” KTV private room.
The deafening music, mixed with the smell of alcohol and perfume, filled the entire space.
A bald man wearing a floral shirt and a big gold chain was hugging two heavily-made-up women on either side while playing dice with them.
The door of the private room was suddenly kicked open. Scar-face rushed in with a few of his men, stumbling and crawling.
“Qiang… Brother Qiang!”
The moment Scar-face entered, he dropped to his knees with a “thud”, his face full of fear and grievance.
The music in the room stopped abruptly.
Brother Qiang impatiently pushed away the women beside him, frowning as he looked at his useless subordinate.
“What the hell are you screaming for? The sky collapsing?”
“Brother Qiang! Something happened!”
Scar-face wore a miserable expression and pointed at his broken wrist, “We… we were beaten up by that old guy surnamed Zheng!”
“What?”
Brother Qiang’s face instantly darkened, “Zheng Wei? That guy who carries bricks at the construction site?”
Brother Qiang could hardly believe his ears.
He knew exactly what kind of person Zheng Wei was—an honest man who had once knelt in front of him, kowtowing to borrow money for his daughter’s treatment. In his impression, Zheng Wei was nothing more than a pushover they could pinch at will.
“He alone took down seven or eight of us!”
Scar-face began describing something that sounded utterly ridiculous to Brother Qiang, “Brother Qiang, that kid is freaky!”
“He… he’s strong like a monster! He can bend steel pipes with his bare hands!”
“Did you drink yourself stupid and start spouting nonsense?”
Brother Qiang kicked Scar-face hard in the chest, sending him staggering.
“Bend a steel pipe with his bare hands? Do you think I’m a three-year-old?”
“It’s true! Brother Qiang, I’m not lying!”
Scar-face pointed miserably at his wrist, “He broke my wrist!”
“Brother Qiang, that kid is absolutely not human! He’s a monster!”
Brother Qiang looked at Scar-face’s deformed wrist bone, then swept his gaze over the terrified expressions of the others. They didn’t look like they were lying.
Brother Qiang’s expression grew extremely ugly.
To him, money was a small matter—but face was everything.
His men, on his turf, were beaten up by someone who owed him money. If this spread, how was he supposed to survive in the underworld?
“Trash! A bunch of trash!”
Brother Qiang grabbed the Chivas bottle on the table and smashed it heavily on the ground. Glass shards and liquor scattered everywhere.
The women in the private room screamed in fright and curled up in a corner, trembling.
“Go, call every brother we can call! Arm up!”
Brother Qiang roared at one of his underlings, “Today I’ll show everyone what happens when you mess with Brother Qiang!”
He refused to believe that with dozens of his men, he couldn’t handle a brick-carrier.
Even if the guy was strong, could he be made of iron?
……
Jiang City First People’s Hospital, inpatient department.
Zheng Wei quietly pushed open the door of the ward and walked inside.
On the bed, his ten-year-old daughter Zheng Xiaoxiao was sleeping peacefully. Her little face was pale without a hint of color, and her thin arm had an IV line inserted.
Seeing his daughter’s sleeping face, the violence and euphoria born from gaining power instantly melted away, replaced by fatherly love and heartache.
This was his entire world.
Zheng Wei walked softly to the bedside, tucked in the blanket for his daughter, then sat on a nearby chair, unable to take his eyes off her.
He didn’t know how long had passed when his phone suddenly vibrated wildly.
It was a coworker calling.
“Hey, Old Zheng! Run! Brother Qiang and his people called dozens of guys and are looking everywhere for you!”
“They seem to know which hospital Xiaoxiao is in!”
Zheng Wei’s heart sank, and his face turned ashen.
He hung up immediately and rushed to the window, looking down.
At the hospital entrance, several vans screeched to a stop. Their doors opened, and twenty to thirty muscular men holding machetes and steel pipes jumped out. Under Brother Qiang’s lead, they stormed toward the inpatient building with murderous momentum.
They were here!
Zheng Wei clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking loudly.
The killing intent in his eyes thickened into something almost tangible.
He couldn’t let them come upstairs!
He couldn’t let them scare Xiaoxiao!
Zheng Wei took a deep breath, turned around, dashed out of the ward, gently closed the door, and charged downstairs as fast as he could.
At the entrance of the hospital lobby, Zheng Wei ran straight into Brother Qiang’s group.
“Surnamed Zheng! You actually dared to come out!”
Brother Qiang’s eyes turned blood-red. He waved his hand, and the dozens behind him immediately spread out in a fan formation, completely surrounding Zheng Wei.
Patients and families in the lobby screamed and fled in panic at the sight of what looked like a full-blown gang fight. Chaos erupted.
“Brother Qiang, if you have business, come at me.”
Zheng Wei stood firmly in front of the inpatient department doors, his voice low and hoarse. “Don’t make a scene here. There are patients upstairs.”
“Now you’re scared? Too late!”
Brother Qiang snatched a baseball bat from one of his men and pointed it at Zheng Wei, grinning viciously. “If I don’t break all four of your limbs today, I’ll write my name backward!”
“Get him! Kill him!”
With Brother Qiang’s command, the nearest thugs charged at Zheng Wei with machetes and steel pipes.
Zheng Wei’s eyes sharpened. He didn’t dodge.
The moment the first thug’s machete swung down, he suddenly sidestepped and grabbed the man’s wrist, twisting hard!
“Crack!”
A crisp snap rang out, and the thug let out a pig-like scream as the machete flew from his hand.
Zheng Wei then swung his arm backward, smashing the back of his hand into the face of another thug rushing forward.
The man didn’t even have time to scream before he flew backward, blood spraying from his nose and mouth, crashing into a row of waiting chairs.
The scene spiraled completely out of control!
With his inhuman strength, Zheng Wei was like a tiger among sheep. Any weapon that came near him was easily snatched or snapped in half.
Anyone who approached was sent flying with a single punch or kick.
Screams, the sound of bones breaking, and metal clashing echoed nonstop.
Within barely one or two minutes, a large number of men lay groaning on the floor. The remaining dozen were completely terrified, shrinking back and refusing to step forward.
Brother Qiang stood at the rear. The vicious grin on his face had long turned into horror and disbelief.
This… this was still a human?!
Dozens of strong men with weapons were beaten into a mess by just one person!
That punk Leopard had been telling the truth!
Looking at Zheng Wei, who seemed like a descending demon god, Brother Qiang felt unprecedented fear—but immediately afterward, even stronger humiliation and madness surged up.
He, the mighty Brother Qiang, had been forced into such a state by a brick-carrier!
“Get out of my way!” Brother Qiang shoved aside the last few men in front of him and pulled out a dark imitation pistol from behind his waist.
This was his last-resort life-saving weapon—something he’d never use unless absolutely necessary.
But now, he had been pushed to the brink.
Brother Qiang aimed the black muzzle straight at Zheng Wei.
“Monster! Go to hell!” Brother Qiang’s face twisted with madness as he prepared to pull the trigger without hesitation.
However, Zheng Wei moved even faster!
The moment Brother Qiang drew the gun, Zheng Wei’s eyes sharpened. He grabbed the ankle of a thug he had knocked down earlier, who was trying to crawl away, then tightened his waist and let out a thunderous roar!
Zheng Wei lifted the 150-plus-pound adult man into the air—and hurled him straight at Brother Qiang!
“Whoosh—!”
The thug arced through the air with a wretched scream and crashed squarely into Brother Qiang just as he was about to shoot.
“Bang!”
With a heavy thud, Brother Qiang was knocked backward, his head smashing brutally against the marble steps. He instantly rolled his eyes and passed out. Blood rapidly pooled beneath the back of his skull.
The entire scene fell into dead silence.
Everyone was stunned by the impossible sight before them.
Zheng Wei looked at the unconscious, possibly dying Brother Qiang, and the gun lying not far away. He knew he had caused big trouble.
Someone might have just died.
Even though he now had extraordinary power, Xiaoxiao was still just an ordinary child.
He couldn’t let her fall into danger, so he couldn’t stay here.
With that thought, Zheng Wei didn’t hesitate. He sprinted back to the inpatient department and rushed into his daughter’s room.
He pulled out the IV from her hand, wrapped her tightly in the blanket, then carried her out the hospital’s back door, disappearing into the vast night.
Ten minutes later, piercing police sirens approached.
When Criminal Police Captain Chen Mo rushed into the hospital lobby with his team, he sucked in a sharp breath at the sight before him.
The lobby was a wreck. Dozens of strong men lay sprawled on the ground groaning, and the air was thick with the smell of blood.
In the center lay a bald man in a pool of blood, unconscious, with a gun beside him.
“Seal the scene immediately! Rescue all injured!”
Chen Mo ordered decisively, then strode to the gun and carefully bagged it as evidence.
A gun case.
And a violent brawl involving dozens.
This was definitely a case big enough to shake the sky!
“Captain!”
A young officer ran over, face solemn. “We pulled footage from the entrance and questioned a few witnesses… They all said these dozens of men were taken down by… by one person.”
“One person?” Chen Mo’s brows furrowed tightly.
“Yes, just one.”
“They said the guy was terrifyingly strong, like… like the Hulk in the movies.”
Hulk?
Hearing that word, Chen Mo wondered if his ears had deceived him.