Rural Mad Doctor

Chapter 474 The Powerful Family's Treacherous Counterattack

Zhonggang City is a riot of color.

The cars on the street looked like beetles lining up in an orderly fashion.

A taxi with the word "Taxi" written on its roof was parked on the side of the road.

A bald, burly man with a ferocious appearance got off the car.

Get off and leave.

The driver quickly called out, "Hey sir, you haven't paid yet!"

The burly man ignored him and continued walking forward.

Ahead is the "Huangmen Branch," the new department that Huangmen has established in Hong Kong and mainland China.

This time, they've abandoned their previous low-key approach and are going to openly establish themselves in Zhonggang City to intimidate those arrogant and self-important wealthy families.

It was clear that the big man was heading towards the dean's house.

And when I took the taxi earlier, they said they were going to Zhonggang Huangmen!

The driver quickly caught up, all smiles: "Sir, you haven't paid the fare yet."

"What's the fare?"

"You've traveled such a long distance by bus, so it's only right that you pay me the fare. It's 128 yuan in total!"

"I'm a newly arrived Royal Guard agent stationed in Zhonggang, here to protect you. You dare ask me for money?"

The driver said with a pained expression, "Brother, I'm counting on this to make a living. I can't let you go without paying me!"

"Fuck you, you ungrateful wretch!"

The big man slapped him across the face.

The driver felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground.

He was kicked twice in succession by the big man and passed out.

When he woke up, a number of kind-hearted citizens had already gathered around him.

Someone is calling an ambulance for him.

Two men in uniform squatted down in front of him and asked him why.

The driver was furious: "They're from the Imperial Clan, they didn't pay for the ride... and they even hit me!"

The two men in uniform immediately changed their expressions: "Brother, you can't talk nonsense. We are from the Imperial Gate. We haven't seen anyone come or go all this time."

These two men are the gatekeepers of the Huangmen Zhonggang branch.

I saw a crowd gathered here and quickly came over to see what was going on.

They even helped rescue the driver.

Upon hearing the driver's insistence that it was someone from the Royal Gate who had hit him, and the surrounding crowd already making sarcastic remarks, he realized that the driver was a culprit.

One of the gatekeepers said, "Here's what we'll do: you come with us to see the leader, and we'll identify whether he or she is one of our Huangmen people. If she is, our leader won't deny it!"

"it is good!"

The driver was furious that he had been beaten for no reason, and he was willing to go to the Lingxiao Palace to complain if asked.

But as soon as they arrived at the entrance, they found that the other security guards were stopping many people.

They were all ordinary citizens who came to file complaints.

A hotel manager said that the people from Huangmen didn't pay for their meals and even assaulted people.

A clothing store owner said that the people from Huangmen took her clothes without paying and even sexually assaulted her!

In short, they were all sorts of despicable and low-class things, all done by people from the Imperial Clan.

These people are clearly furious, and it's definitely not an act.

One internet celebrity even took the opportunity to turn on her camera and livestream, expressing righteous indignation.

More and more people gathered at the entrance, and including onlookers, there were several hundred people, causing traffic congestion.

The Ministry of Transportation had to send personnel to clear the congestion.

The imperial gates could not possibly allow so many people to rush in at once.

Let them select about ten representatives to go in and negotiate with a hall master in charge of public relations.

Less than half an hour later, these people came out cursing and swearing.

Upon arriving at the gate, they claimed that the imperial family was protecting its own, denied these matters, and had hidden the perpetrators, making them impossible to find.

The crowd was even more furious.

Some people simply made banners and put them up.

He vehemently denounced the royal family for abusing their power.

Some banners were even more direct, simply displaying the word "Get out!"

Knowing that the Royal Gate was a newly dispatched organization from the capital, they wanted to drive the Royal Gate out of Zhonggang.

Even the television stations were alarmed. They dispatched helicopters to film the scene and broadcast it live.

The Governor of China and Hong Kong, Sir Charles de Cherng, stood by the window on the top floor with his brows furrowed.

Ask the several hall masters behind him who were handling matters:

"Why is this happening?"

A hall master who had just interacted with the crowd bowed and answered:

"Governor, in my opinion, it's obvious that someone has framed us, but the masses are unaware of the truth and simply don't believe our explanation!"

Another person said, "Yes, we just arrived in Hong Kong and haven't established ourselves yet. We have no achievements to show for it, so we have no credibility or public trust!"

Shang Junqi couldn't help but exclaim angrily, "It must have been done by those wealthy families!"

Although everyone knows that this is definitely a revenge act by the wealthy family, there is no way to resolve it!

Now that public opinion has been created and spread, anything you say will be seen as a sophistry!

Shang Junqi was at a loss.

At this moment, one of the hall masters suddenly clutched his stomach, his brow furrowed:

"Excuse me, I need to go out for a bit to use the restroom!"

In such a solemn occasion, would a Dao Realm expert really be unable to urinate or defecate?

Shang Junqi was very angry and was about to reprimand him when the other hall master had the same expression:

"My stomach hurts so much, I need to go to the toilet!"

"What are you doing?"

Shang Junqi was very surprised.

These two are both martial arts masters; they can't be taken down by a simple stomachache.

Looking at the other hall masters beside him:

"Does anyone else have a stomachache?"

These hall masters, who were all out running business, looked at each other and shook their heads.

It's just that the two of them had stomach aches; perhaps it was a coincidence.

Just then, a servant knocked on the door and entered, looking panicked.

"Your Excellency, more than a dozen special operations team members are suffering from severe abdominal pain, and some have already gone into shock!"

"what?"

Shang Junqi panicked a little.

Hurry up and head down to the office space.

The dozen or so people were all cultivators at the Martial Realm, and some of them couldn't help but shout out.

There were several people queuing outside the restroom.

They were all clutching their stomachs, their faces contorted in pain.

"What's going on? What did you all eat?"

According to statistics, some of these people eat in the cafeteria, some eat out, and some haven't eaten at the workplace for several days.

It looks like food poisoning is out of the question.

What's going on here?

Shang Junqi was at a loss.

This is truly a case of good fortune never coming in pairs, and misfortunes never coming singly.

Having come to Hong Kong with great fanfare, yet achieving nothing and not even engaging in a single battle, let's not suffer further losses.

Just then, Song Changli walked in.

He received a call from Cao Erdan, who told him about the disturbance on Fenshui Island last night, and he came to report to Shang Junqi.

There was no time to discuss this at that moment, and the person looked on with a puzzled expression.

"Governor Shang, what's going on outside? So many people are causing trouble?"

Shang Junqi said angrily, "It must be those powerful families who don't submit to the rule of the Celestial Empire causing trouble in secret. That's nothing compared to our team members!"

When Song Changli saw this, he was also furious.

He slammed his hand on the table: "These guys have gone too far! They actually dared to attack the Royal Family directly!"

Shang Junqi shrugged: "We have no evidence right now, so we can't hold anyone accountable. The key is to save lives first! I've already sent someone to find our team doctor, Zhang Ting!"

Upon seeing that most of these people were suffering from abdominal pain and nausea, and their faces were dark, Song Changli realized that they might have been poisoned.

So he picked up his phone: "I don't know if the team doctor can handle it, I'd better call in an expert!"

"That would be even better!"

At this point, Shang Junqi was also at a loss for what to do.

Hopefully, Song Changli, this outsider monk, has the ability to turn the tide.

Song Changli did indeed place his hopes on Cao Erdan.

Where there are two eggs, miracles happen.