Chapter 67: Cancer Cells Sent Flying

"Sigh..."
Lu Ye quietly let out a breath.
There are always so many shallow people in this world.
What have we security guards ever done to offend you?
Did we security guards wipe out your family or sleep with your mother?
Why do you look down on security guards?
Tan Dong saw that he remained silent, assuming Lu Ye was backing down.
Emboldened, he sidled even closer to Su Qianqian, brazenly reaching to take her hand!
Su Qianqian reacted with lightning speed, deftly dodging with a graceful move, then arched her brows and said, "Mr. Tan, I'm here for business. Please conduct yourself with dignity."
Tan Dong shamelessly pleaded, "But for me, pursuing you is the real business!"
"I'm planning to build a thirty-three-story office tower on this land. It's quite a sizable project, isn't it?"
"Qianqian, as long as you agree to date me, I'll give you twenty percent more profit than the market rate to take on this project."
Su Qianqian nearly gagged!
First Xu Fugui, now Tan Dong too!
Are you idiots so unimaginative that you think this vulgar approach is the only way to chase women?
Lu Ye's expression turned cold as he said, "Mr. Tan, I advise you not to mix business with personal matters."
"This project is neither here nor there for Yiren Group. If my wife weren’t considering the Li family’s reputation, she wouldn’t even entertain your business."
Being lectured by a security guard, Tan Dong could not tolerate it. He barked, "When did you get the right to butt in during our negotiations? Is Yiren Group under your command?"
"Yes, Yiren Group can be run by my husband!"
Su Qianqian was genuinely angry!
She had never encountered such an obtuse client—if you can’t even respect the family of your partners, how can you expect pleasant cooperation in the future?
"Tan Dong, I won’t be taking your project. Farewell!"
Seeing Su Qianqian pull Lu Ye to leave, Tan Dong panicked, "Qianqian, don’t go, it’s my fault!"
He tried to rush forward to block Su Qianqian’s path, but Lu Ye immediately launched a kick, sending him tumbling into the drainage ditch beside the construction site...
Su Qianqian, face cold, said, "You little rascal, weren’t you going to treat Lin Zhongtang’s old friend? Let’s take care of your business first."
"Mm."
The Koenigsegg turned with a roar and sped away.
In the ditch, Tan Dong crawled out covered in filth.
Staggering back to his car, he fished out his phone, his face twisted with rage as he made a call.
"Brother Pi, I need you to handle two people."
"It’s a man and a woman, driving a limited edition Koenigsegg."
"Break the man’s legs, bring the woman to me. I’ll pay you a million when it’s done!"
The person on the other end agreed instantly, and Tan Dong flashed a sinister, cold smile.
Su Qianqian, you wretched woman, you really don’t know your place.
Don’t forget, this is Licheng!
...
What was Lin Zhongtang’s old friend’s name again?
Oh, Tan Songming.
Apparently, he was discharged last night, as the hospital declared themselves powerless and advised the family to take him home and prepare for his passing.
When Lu Ye and Su Qianqian arrived at the Tan residence, they felt the atmosphere was bizarrely morbid.
In the yard, a makeshift cot had been set up, with Tan Songming lying upon it, covered with two blankets.
A coffin stood ready beside him, waiting for his last breath.
A middle-aged woman sat next to the cot, holding Tan Songming’s hand in silence, tears streaming down her face...
Lu Ye approached, took one look, and without a word, punched Tan Songming’s chest!
There was no time for explanation.

Tan Songming was truly at death’s door; had Lu Ye arrived a minute later, the man would have been gone.
Bang, bang, bang!
The Life-saving Fist—dozens of blows in a single second.
Seventy-seven forty-nine moves, each landing upon Tan Songming...
His wife was stupefied!
"Who are you?"
"How can you be so beastly?"
"My husband is barely breathing, and you’re cruelly beating him like this?"
Su Qianqian hurried forward, pulling her back and urging, "Auntie, auntie, please don’t be upset!"
"His name is Lu Ye, and he was invited by Lin Zhongtang to save your husband!"
The woman was stunned, "He’s saving my husband?"
It looked more like he was taking advantage of the sick to deal a fatal blow!
Still, she knew Lin Zhongtang by name; her husband’s most important business partner was him. If this pale young man was sent by Lin Zhongtang—
Fine, a dead horse is worth trying to cure as a live one!
Lu Ye's expression was grave...
After finishing the sequence of Life-saving Fist, Tan Songming showed no sign of awakening.
He was suffering from late-stage cancer, the cells already spread throughout his body—a hopeless case, which was why the hospital had given up.
Helpless, Lu Ye lifted Tan Songming’s upper body to a sitting position.
Then, he stepped back a few paces for a running start!
The Resurrection Kick!
Boom!
Tan Songming’s frail body flew backward more than ten meters...
Su Qianqian and the old woman rubbed their eyes in disbelief—were they seeing things?
Along the arc Tan Songming traced through the air, faint wisps of purple mist seemed to drift and swirl?
Yes, those were the cancer cells leaving his body!
Lu Ye stood where he was, focusing his energy, panting until his strength returned.
That Resurrection Kick just now had exhausted his full power.
"Cough, cough, cough—ugh!"
A miracle! Tan Songming staggered up from the ground on his own!
After clearing the phlegm from his throat, he spat out a mouthful of old blood.
Lu Ye apologized to his wife, "Sorry, I was in a hurry to save him. The blood he spat was caused by my blows—a side effect, I suppose."
Tan Songming’s wife was immensely grateful, "As long as you pull him back from the gates of hell, a little blood is nothing."
"Thank you, young man!"
Her entire worldview had been upended!
She had never seen someone beaten so violently only to be brought back to life.
Lu Ye nodded, "Quick, help Mr. Tan back to his room to rest. He’s still very weak. I’ll write a prescription soon—get some medicine to help him recover."
"Yes, yes!"
Suddenly, Su Qianqian clutched her belly and asked, "Auntie, where’s your bathroom? I need to use it!"
The old woman immediately realized the girl was having her period and quickly pointed inside, "Left when you enter."
"Thank you!"
Lu Ye helped Su Qianqian inside, laughing, "I need to take a leak, too."
Just then, a gang of vicious thugs arrived outside the Tan family’s gate.
They lingered for a moment, confirming the limited edition Koenigsegg was parked there, then barged in!
"Break the guy’s legs, grab the woman!"

At that moment, only Tan Songming and his wife were in the yard...
His wife was bewildered, "What are you doing?"
A tattooed man with a head full of green hair shouted, "Enough talk—beat them!"
Bang, bang, bang...
"Ow, ow!"
Poor Tan Songming—dragged back from the brink of death, hadn’t even had a drink of water, and now—
He was inexplicably beaten, both legs broken by this gang...
The tattooed man eyed Tan Songming’s wife, hesitating.
Was Tan Dong’s taste really this eccentric?
He went to all this trouble just to abduct this middle-aged woman?
No matter—he was paid to do a job.
"Take the woman—tie her up!"
With a rush, the thugs carried off Tan Songming’s wife.
When Su Qianqian finished changing her pad and came out, she was stunned!
"You little rascal! Little rascal!"
"What’s wrong? What’s wrong?"
Lu Ye had just finished peeing, hurriedly pulling up his pants and running out.
"What the—? Uncle Tan, how did your legs get broken?"
Tan Songming moaned in pain, "While you were in the bathroom, a gang of robbers broke in, broke my legs, and kidnapped my wife!"
Lu Ye was dumbfounded—there were robber gangs this professional in Licheng?
He’d barely finished peeing and the woman was gone—how fast could they move?
And, with no clues, where would he even begin to investigate?
"Uh, Uncle Tan, let me fix your broken legs first—it’ll hurt, but bear with it!"
With that, Lu Ye grabbed both his legs and wrenched them forcefully!
"Ow!"
...
Elsewhere, the green-haired thug delivered the woman to the hotel room Tan Dong had arranged.
He thoughtfully wrapped Tan Songming’s wife tightly in a burlap sack, then grinned, "Young Master Tan, here’s your woman. I broke the man’s legs, just as you asked—now pay up!"
So the wretched security guard really got his legs broken?
Excellent!
Tan Dong, thoroughly satisfied, transferred a million on the spot.
Before leaving, the green-haired thug leered obscenely, "Young Master Tan, you have quite unique tastes!"
Tan Dong assumed he meant Su Qianqian’s beauty, and nodded with a wicked smile, "Of course."
"We won’t disturb you—enjoy yourself!"
The green-haired thug and his men departed with a rush...
Tan Dong reached through the sack and kneaded a few times—what a sensational feel!
"Tsk, tsk, my little beauty, you’re finally mine!"
Impatiently, he stripped off his clothes and eagerly untied the mouth of the sack...
"What the—?"
"Mom, why is it you?"
"Mom, let me explain!"