Chapter 372 - Deepest Sincerity Dont Need Any Words to Express (2/2)

“What!?”

A dozen or so young men outside the gate immediately rushed in. Yang Lie, Caesar, and the others rushed in too hard, pushing Xue Tian deeper into the room.

Wang Xu, having stared by the eager gazes of a dozen young men, showed them the recent video.

“Old Qin’s wants to treat himself on his own.”

A dozen young martial artists stared at each other in confusion. It was already a miracle to wake up, and now he was talking about self-treatment. This Old Qin…

“Sorry, this is a special ward, you can’t enter…”

Outside the door, the young nurse spread her arms to block the passage, looking at the young man in martial attire with firm determination.

“Why can’t I enter? Qin Fen! I am here to challenge you, don’t be a turtle hiding in his shell…”

The loud provocative voice traveled down the quiet corridor directly into the ears of each and every young man present the doctors’ room.

Xue Tian’s eyes twitched momentarily as the gloomy look on his face turned into that of a smile in the blink of an eye. A freezing-cold chill appeared in that hope-filled smile.

“Qin Fen, you can’t come out again…”

Xue Tian cocked his neck left and right as he crossed his fingers and moved his wrists and shoulders in a circle before he stepped out of the room. His bright eyes gazed at the twenty-some-year old young man before him as he pointed his thumb at his own nose. “What are you looking for?”

“You…” The young man was taken aback for a moment. Then, he stared at Xue Tian with surprise. “Are you Qin Fen?”

“Why?” Xue Tian walked towards the young man with a sneer. “Can’t I be Qin Fen?”

The young man subconsciously took half a step back but in the next instant, a faint smile suddenly appeared on his lips. “I am not looking for you, so don’t pretend to be Qin Fen in front of me…”

“Is that so…?”

Suddenly, Xue Tian’s right knee shook before the distance of ten meters between the two disappeared in the blink of an eye. Next, he raised his right hand and ruthlessly slapped the young man who had yet not finished speaking!

The nurse on the side didn’t even the time to close her eyes as she witnessed the bloody scene. The challenger’s jaw had shattered crisply and his abdomen had been smashed by Xue Tian’s knee. Owing to which, instead of spitting white saliva, he kept on spewing blood. Surprise was clearly written in his pair of bright eyes.

Didn’t the news from the special channels say that Qin Fen is seriously injured and can’t even move? Who is this man then? Is he sick? Why did he beat me? Even if he is one of Song Jia’s suitor, now is the time to attack Qin Fen! Everyone should be taking advantage of Qin Fen’s injury to challenge him fairly…

“I’m not the person you are looking for? Sorry, you’re the punching bag I was looking for.”

In ears of the unconscious challenger echoed the provocative voice of Xue Tian.

The challenger was unconscious. Very soon, several doctors and nurses carried the challenger away. This was a hospital, and as such, the young martial artists were saved from the trouble of calling an ambulance.

Xue Tian sat heavily down on the seat in the corridor as an uncomfortable look hung on his face. His feet kept tapping the ground as he mumbled to himself in disdain, “Now challengers are running to the ICU to challenge. They obviously know Old Qin is injured! God knows where these idiots are coming from, they are truly shameless.”

Idiots!?  Xing Wuyi sat down beside Xue Tian, shaking his head. There were only a few forces who could know the existence of Qin Fen. And anyone who can reach the six-star level at the age of twenty or so was could not be called an idiot for sure.

As the doors of a nearby elevator in the corridor opened to either side, Du Peng’s swept a glance at Xue Tian from the corner of his eyes. Making a tapping sound with his feet, he grabbed the attention of every young man stuck in the elevator and asked, “Are you coming here to challenge Qin Fen?”

“Ah!? How do you know? Are you also here for…”

Xing Wuyi raised his hand to block his ears yet he was still unable to block the sounds of kicks and punches and that miserable screams of that victim before he went unconscious, as well as the sound of the elevator slowly moving downstairs.

Du Peng took out a tissue and wiped the opponent’s blood off before throwing it in the dustbin next to him. Next, he returned back to the crowd of young martial artists with light steps as if nothing happened.

The silent atmosphere returned to the corridor. But suddenly, Solomon stood up, attracting everyone’s gaze on him.

“Who wants juice? I’m going to buy it.”

Stunned, everyone shook their heads. Xing Wuyi stared back at the fading back of Solomon with curiosity, wondering as to why the usually reticent young man made everyone feel strange whenever he took his leave?

Baffled…? Xing Wuyi gently rubbed his temples.  Impossible!?

In the hall downstairs, Solomon, carrying an unopened can of apple juice can, stood before a young man exuding a slight battle intent.

“Looking for Qin Fen? To challenge?”

Solomon kept his words short. Nonetheless, his meaning was very clear.

“Hey? How do you know? Are you also here for that?”

In the next moment, the people in the hall got to see what was called a clear-cut fight. In just a matter of seconds, the young man standing before Solomon was lying on the ground with a bloodied face, his limbs broken by heavy fist technique. Even if he did wake up, he would not be able to issue a challenge of any sort anytime soon.

Having finished beating the challenger, Solomon turned around and made his way to the nearby lounge next to the elevator and sat down. Nevertheless, his eyes never left the gate that one had to pass to leave or enter the hall.

Very soon, doctors rushed the injured young martial artist for the emergency treatment, while some were busy calling the police, “Hello, is this police station? Here…”

SLAM…

The phone call was interrupted by one hand. Yu Xiao, wearing the police uniform, looked at the person who called the police with a serious look. “I am a police officer, what I just did was part of my official duties.”

With the appearance of the police officer, the man nodded hurriedly and hung up the phone.

Wu Hui sat down next to Solomon. This young man of European origin, who was a man of few words, turned out to be cold on the outside but warm on the inside.