Madman!

Chapter 103: Pry Her Mouth Open

"Brother Jun, word on the street in the Walled City is that several experts tried to assassinate you, only for you to beat them all to death on the spot." Fa Zai briefed him on the situation over the last few days while peeling an apple.

"Everyone says your Kung Fu is ferocious now..."

"There are quite a few guys from the martial arts halls who want to follow you..."

Although Chen Wujun had been the target of an assassination attempt, the fact that several assassins were killed in the streets—especially since Chen Wujun had let word slip that each of them was stronger than Yu Wei—had made waves.

This caused Chen Wujun's reputation to skyrocket once again.

First, he beat Yu Wei to death, then Gao Fei and Li Zhijun. In recent months, he had become the hottest name in the Walled City.

He was also Shark Jiu's favorite, and people in the underworld were now claiming he was her junior apprentice brother.

Naturally, many people wanted to work for him.

That was how the underworld worked: people chased success and trampled on failure. If you were impressive enough and your fame was loud enough, plenty of people would want to follow you.

"When I'm discharged, bring them here so I can take a look!" Chen Wujun took the apple and said between bites.He was severely short-handed.

After killing Gao Fei, Ah Fei had recruited another nine people, bringing the total under his command to forty.

However, the only ones who had reached the Initial Construction Phase or higher were Ah Fei, Fa Zai, Curry, and Li Wei.

Only when one reached the Initial Construction Phase could they widen the gap between themselves and ordinary people, qualifying as a capable hand.

If people from the martial arts halls wanted to work for him, he naturally wanted to accept them.

Before long, Ah Qi hobbled in on crutches, with Xiang Zai carrying her bag behind her.

"What are we studying today?" Chen Wujun asked directly.

"History." Ah Qi now knew that Chen Wujun wasn't actually injured. His IV drip bottle hung by his side every day, with a basin placed underneath to catch the dripping liquid.

"History is good! I love studying history," Chen Wujun said, immediately relieved to hear the subject.

As long as it wasn't math, anything was fine.

Meanwhile, at the nurse's station, a nurse was checking IV bags when someone entered the doorway.

"Family members aren't allowed inside..." the nurse said without turning her head, only to receive a blow to the back of the neck.

A good-looking woman with a cold expression, dressed in a nurse's uniform, scanned the cabinet. She quickly found Chen Wujun's medication, placed it on a cart, then took a small vial from her pocket and swapped it with one of the bottles.

Then, she pushed the cart toward Chen Wujun's ward.

She had been observing for several days; the target always received his injection at this time.

"Time for your injection!"

"Beauty, you look a bit unfamiliar."

"I'm covering a shift today."

The woman had switched to a gentle expression as she pushed the cart into the room. She injected the medicine into the IV bottle, hung it up, and then pushed the air out of the infusion tube.

Watching her movements, Chen Wujun's eyes narrowed, and he extended his left hand with interest.

Just as the nurse was about to grab his hand, she was startled. Chen Wujun's right hand was already swinging toward her like a massive pendulum.

She stomped off the ground, attempting to leap backward, but Chen Wujun grabbed her arm with a backhand grip and slammed her directly into the wall with his right hand.

Bang!

Since Chen Wujun was lying on the bed, the punch didn't carry his full power. Although the woman was racked with pain after hitting the wall, she tucked into a roll, intending to jump out the window.

However, Chen Wujun had already pounced from the bed. His spine snapped and sprang like a great dragon, and the muscles on his back undulated like scales unfurling.

He smashed a horizontal hammer-fist with his left hand. The woman instinctively raised both hands to block, but the moment contact was made, she felt as if she had been hit by a heavy truck. A terrifying force smashed into her arms causing excruciating pain as they snapped instantly.

Crash!

Her entire body was plastered against the wall. The sound of fracturing bones echoed—it was unclear how many she had broken—before she slid limply to the floor.

Ah Qi sat there holding her history book, completely stunned.

When Chen Wujun erupted into violence, she felt as though she was facing a man-eating tiger, ferocity personified.

Then, in two moves, he had smashed the nurse against the wall, leaving her life hanging by a thread.

Her mind went blank.

"Brother Jun!" The subordinates outside rushed in. "What happened?"

Chen Wujun kicked each of them aside, his eyes filled with irritability. "An assassin got inside and you didn't even know. What is the use of you?"

"Damn it!"

"Drag her into the bathroom and hide her first," Chen Wujun cursed angrily.

The subordinates, silent as cicadas in winter, hurriedly dragged the person into the bathroom.

"Send someone to check the nurse's station..."

By this time, many startled patients and their families were in the hallway.

A subordinate quickly pushed through the crowd and rushed into the nurse's station, finding the nurse knocked unconscious and stuffed in a corner.

Another one was found collapsed in the adjacent medicine preparation room, also knocked out.

The subordinate woke the nurse, who frantically notified security.

"A nurse just came at me with a knife. I kicked her against the wall and she ran off..."

"How should I know who it was? What's going on with your hospital?"

"Maybe it was some antisocial lunatic..."

Chen Wujun naturally feigned ignorance. After chasing away the hospital security, he darkened his expression and instructed his men, "Go get a large suitcase and get the person out of here."

"Find out who sent them."

After giving his orders, Chen Wujun returned to his bed and said to Ah Qi, who was shrinking back like a quail, "You were reading about the Equality Act from a hundred years ago... continue..."

Ah Qi had only one thought in her mind: even if Chen Wujun didn't usually look like a bad guy, he was still a man-eating tiger.

He only appeared to be a good person when he wasn't hungry.

But when he was hungry, he was a predatory beast.

...

"Brother Jun, that woman is one of the Luoyue People. You broke most of the bones in her body with that strike," Ah Fei reported after arriving at the hospital.

"Her mouth is tight, but no matter how tight it is, it can be pried open. Three days, at most three days."

"Ah Fei, handle the discharge procedures," Chen Wujun ordered.

"Brother Jun, it's only been a week. isn't it a bit early to leave the hospital?" Ah Fei cautioned.

With injuries like his, an ordinary person would need to stay in the hospital for at least a month, and take two months before they could barely walk. Even a New Arts expert would need a month.

"Stay here and wait to be assassinated?" Chen Wujun snapped.

Recently, his progress using electric current to stimulate his muscles and internal organs had been very slow. He felt there must be a specialized training method, so he needed to ask his master.

People from the dojo had also come looking for him at his home several times.

"Brother Jun, you can't wear the clothes you wore to the hospital anymore; they're tainted with the hospital's bad luck. I'll have someone buy you a new set," Ah Fei said immediately.

"Should we arrange a discharge banquet?"

"No need for a banquet yet, let's wait a week. Just say I went home to recover..."

"With my build, it's hard for you guys to buy clothes that fit. I'll call Ah Yue and have her bring a couple of sets." Chen Wujun took out his phone and called Ah Yue. "Bring two sets of clothes to the hospital. I'll have someone meet you downstairs."

Before long, Ah Yue rushed over, putting down the clothes with a look of concern.

"How are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

"Do I look uncomfortable to you?" Chen Wujun took off his hospital gown and tossed it to a subordinate. "Go throw this away."

He changed into clean clothes and left the hospital with his men.

Inside the car, Chen Wujun was still grumbling, "Finally out of that ghost place."

Staying in the hospital these past days had made his whole body feel wretched.

It wasn't convenient to practice martial arts either.

"Sister Yue, these are pomelo leaves..." As the group got out of the car, a subordinate approached carrying pomelo leaves.

They went all the way back to his residence, sending Ah Fei and Fa Zai away.

Ah Yue brought a basin of water soaked with pomelo leaves. "Wash your hands first to wash away the hospital's bad luck."

"I'll cook you some pork bone porridge in a bit..."

"I'm not eating porridge, I'm eating you first." Chen Wujun tossed Ah Yue directly onto the bed.

Having been stuck in the hospital for so long, he had felt restless earlier in the car when Ah Yue leaned against him, smelling her scent and feeling her softness.

It wasn't until evening that Ah Yue lay limp on the bed, not wanting to move a muscle.

Chen Wujun called Ah Fei and told him to have Fa Zai bring a few men to wait downstairs, as he was going home for dinner later.

Ever since the assassination attempt, he felt he needed a few people around him at all times.

Even if those subordinates were far weaker than him, they could at least buy time or block a blade.

Half an hour later, he gave Ah Yue a swat on the rear, then went out and downstairs where Fa Zai was already waiting with a few men.

"Brother Jun."

"I'm going home to eat. You guys wait for me downstairs for a while," Chen Wujun said to Fa Zai as he walked.

"Understood, Brother Jun." Fa Zai was in a good mood after hearing this.

It was well known that Chen Wujun never mentioned his family. Allowing him to bring men to escort him home showed that Brother Jun didn't guard against him.

Leaving Fa Zai and the others to wait downstairs, Chen Wujun went upstairs and unlocked the door. The house was quite lively.

His younger brother Chen Wuqi was home, as was Shu Fen.

His eldest brother was bringing dishes to the table.

"Ah Jun, where have you been all these days?" His father, Chen Hanliang, breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing him.

"I went to help a friend and deliver some things to Daluo. I didn't expect to be delayed so long when I left. Didn't I call?" Chen Wujun said.

Daluo City was southwest of East District 9, over three hundred miles away. A round trip by train took less than two days.

"You didn't even say goodbye before leaving, and then you were gone for a week. Mom and Dad were definitely worried," Chen Wuhong jumped out to play the good guy at this moment.

'Talk about reversing the natural order,' Chen Wujun thought.

"Big Brother, your leg is healed?" Chen Wujun's eyes flickered. With so much happening lately, he hadn't paid much attention to his eldest brother.

"It's been better for a while..." As soon as his leg was mentioned, a pleading look appeared in Chen Wuhong's eyes.

He had been able to walk for half a month, though with a slight limp. He had wanted to go out for fresh air, but every time he reached the door, he panicked.

He was terrified that if he went out, his leg would be broken again.

"Brother, I'm almost on break. Take me to the amusement park then! You promised me before." Chen Wuqi jumped off the sofa and tugged at Chen Wujun's clothes.

"So soon?" Chen Wujun realized only then that it was already late July.

Time had flown; it had been a year since he started practicing martial arts.

After dinner, Chen Wuhong pulled Chen Wujun into his room. "Ah Jun, just let me off the hook. I definitely won't gamble anymore. If I gamble again, may I be struck by lightning!"

"Let me go out, okay? Whatever else, I'm still your big brother!"

Chen Wujun considered it. He could pretty much control this eldest brother of his now.

"I'll arrange something for you to do in a few days."

"Really? What kind of thing?" Chen Wuhong immediately looked pleasantly surprised.

"I'll think about it and let you know."

He definitely couldn't let his brother near the gambling dens or dance halls.

Chen Wujun figured he could arrange for his brother to work in the machine room... and have his subordinates watch him.