Romantic Medical Immortal

Chapter 405: 100,000 Yuan Hush Money

Ye Ling’er felt a bit sour inside. She always treated Murong Hai as a respected elder, and her mother was also kind to him. She never expected his methods to be so vicious.

"If you can figure it out, that’s great. Your mother is also preparing to deal with him, but Murong Hai has controlled Jiulong Mountain Villa for so long, we can’t tear it apart immediately."

Yang Cheng knew Ye Xixue was in a difficult position, but she didn’t need his help, so she must be confident in handling it well.

"If I had known about Murong Hai’s ambitions, I would have kicked him out of Jiulong Mountain Villa earlier. It’s too late to say anything now."

Ye Ling’er sighed.

"Don’t think too much about it. Your mother will definitely handle it well. Let’s hurry, or he might run away."

After Yang Cheng finished speaking, the two of them immediately went out the door.

...

Willowleaf Village.

Yang Cheng hadn’t been back here for a while. To his surprise, it had changed a lot. Some storefronts had been renovated, and the streets looked entirely new.

Following the information Lu Kun provided, he quickly found Wu Yong’s residence, a somewhat dilapidated small noodle shop.

"He lives here?"

Ye Ling’er looked up and asked.

"Shouldn’t be wrong. Let’s go in and see."

Yang Cheng pulled her inside, and a woman in her fifties or sixties immediately came up with a smile and said, "What would you like to eat?"

"Two bowls of the signature beef noodles."

He casually ordered two bowls, then activated his X-ray Vision to observe the surroundings, searching for Wu Yong.

The shop had quite a few customers. Although it looked shabby, it was quite clean. An old couple bustled back and forth, while Wu Yong was nowhere to be seen.

Soon, the landlady brought over the noodles, and Yang Cheng said, "Auntie, is Wu Yong not at home? I haven’t seen him for days."

"Are you Little Yong’s friend?"

The landlady’s face changed slightly, seeming a bit nervous.

"Yeah, he told me the noodles at home are good, so I came to try them."

Yang Cheng smiled without the slightest hint of awkwardness.

The landlady let out a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "He hasn’t been back for a few days, not sure what he’s busy with. You should eat the noodles while they’re hot, they’re not good once they cool down."

Just as she finished speaking, there was a commotion at the door. A group of men came in noisily, instantly filling up the small shop.

"Mom! Give me six bowls of noodles, and a few side dishes!"

The leading man shouted, and Yang Cheng instinctively turned to look.

Isn’t that kid Wu Yong?

"That’s him!"

Ye Ling’er got excited and was about to get up, but Yang Cheng pressed her down.

"Finish the noodles first, no need to rush."

Yang Cheng remained calm; he wanted to observe Wu Yong secretly and didn’t want to reveal his identity so soon.

Ye Ling’er pouted, eating her noodles absentmindedly, occasionally glancing at the table over there.

"Yong, did you hit the jackpot recently? Smoking such good cigarettes, I even heard you paid off your gambling debts?"

The man next to him looked surprised.

Wu Yong distributed cigarettes to his buddies, holding one in his mouth with a smug smile, "Of course. I was asked to do something recently, and after I succeeded, I got ten thousand bucks."

"Ten thousand! So much!"

Everyone gasped. They were all small-time hooligans, usually stirring up trouble and making side money. Ten thousand would be enough for Wu Yong to squander for a while.

"Yong, what big thing did you do to get ten thousand from them?"

Everyone was curious, their eyes fixed on Wu Yong, and even other customers were looking over.

Wu Yong was about to brag, but suddenly realized something, and immediately waved it off, "Can’t say, the ten thousand is not just for the job, it’s also hush money. So don’t ask."

"Yong, you can’t make a fortune without sharing it with your brothers! Tell us secretly, we swear we won’t spill."

"Really can’t."

Wu Yong was resolute.

Just then, the noodles arrived, and he hurriedly urged his buddies to eat.

"Little Yong, whether you’ve made money or not, we can’t do illegal stuff. If it doesn’t work out, you can come back to the shop to help."

The landlady advised earnestly.

"Mom! Stop nagging, just bring us two plates of braised beef!"

Wu Yong impatiently pushed the landlady aside.

"Yong, if you won’t tell us, never mind. But since you’ve made big bucks, aren’t you going to treat your buddies to some fun?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone cheered.

"Let’s go to Massage Street and find some pretty girls to keep us company."

"I’d say the attendants at Tranquil Mind Hall are the prettiest, but they only serve female customers. What’s so good about massaging women!"

"You guys don’t get it, Tranquil Mind Hall has some secrets. I heard they have male therapists inside."

"Such a good thing, why don’t we apply to be male therapists? We can make money and sleep with women, a win-win!"

They were chatting animatedly, continually spewing out dirty jokes, causing the nearby tables to hurry up and leave, leaving only Yang Cheng and Ye Ling’er behind.

Ye Ling’er had been staring at Wu Yong, worried he might suddenly leave.

At this moment, the landlady brought out dishes and suddenly remembered Yang Cheng inquired about Wu Yong earlier, quickly saying, "Little Yong, this young man is your friend, he was just asking about you!"

Wu Yong turned his head and only saw the back of Yang Cheng, loudly asking, "Hey! Who are you?"

Several men curiously looked over. They hadn’t looked at Yang Cheng carefully; their eyes were immediately attracted by Ye Ling’er.

"Wow! What a beautiful girl!"

The six of them looked at Ye Ling’er with amazement and greed. Her skin was fair, wearing a light blue off-shoulder top and shorts that perfectly outlined her curves, with long, straight legs.

"Beauty! Why are you staring at us? Have you taken a liking to us?"

The man whistled, loudly flirting with Ye Ling’er.

Ye Ling’er was disgusted, rolling her eyes in disdain.

But a beauty is a beauty; even rolling her eyes was done with grace, making the men swoon. Only Wu Yong frowned, thinking she looked familiar, as if he’d seen her somewhere before.

He thought for a while, and his brain buzzed as he remembered who the woman in front of him was.

Just then, one of the men stood up, swaggered over to Ye Ling’er, completely ignoring Yang Cheng, and said with a leering face, "Beauty, wanna be friends? How about we book a room on us?"

Ye Ling’er felt a chill in her heart, bluntly saying, "Go look in the mirror before coming out to nauseate people."

"Damn! Say that again, dressed so provocatively, aren’t you just out for sale? Don’t be ungrateful, or we’ll force ourselves on you without even paying!"

The man shouted angrily, and the other men stood up too.