The Greatest Village Doctor In The World

Inside the village chief’s house, a feast was still ongoing.

The table was laden with alcohol and food, with chicken, duck, fish, and meat—all very abundant.

Compared to the lifestyle of other villagers, the village chief’s lifestyle was far more extravagant!

This wasn’t the part that surprised Ling Feng the most; what shocked him was the people eating in this house!

A fat man with a bloated belly, likely the village chief, and four others—all of whom were as burly as the guys he had just killed!

However, these people were dressed much better than those bandits!

Gold chains, gold rings, gold bracelets—these burly guys were covered in glittering jewelry.

Ling Feng estimated that each of these guys weighed at least two hundred and fifty pounds!

He had already guessed their origin, speaking Russian, large and fat, but with features closer to those of Orientals—these guys presumably came from Outer Mongolia.

Ling Feng was puzzled; his homeland was not near the border, being at least a thousand kilometers away from Outer Mongolia, so how did they come here?

And there’s also a group that became bandits—could it be that the two groups aren’t together?

With curiosity, Ling Feng turned to the old man and asked, "Old man, what’s your village chief’s name?"

"Uh, Wang Batian," said the old man.

Ling Feng was a bit speechless and smiled wryly, "I’m not asking about his nickname; I’m asking for his real name!"

"His real name, well, he’s not allowed anyone to say it. Whoever does gets beaten, and everyone is only allowed to call him Wang Batian!" the old man said.

"Alright then."

Ling Feng was helpless, shook his head, thanked the old man, and strode toward Wang Batian’s house.

This guy is arrogant and extravagant; it’s evident that he’s not a good village chief!

Carrying a surge of anger in his heart, Ling Feng quickly reached Wang Batian’s front door, found it closed, and with a single kick, sent the two doors flying.

The loud sound naturally drew the attention of everyone inside, and upon seeing someone intrude, Wang Batian and those burly guys stood up simultaneously and rushed out!

The plump Wang Batian then looked at Ling Feng, "Where did this wild kid come from, not even bothering to find out whose place this is?"

"Are you Wang Batian?" Ling Feng squinted, asking coldly.

"You know this is my place, yet you dare to intrude, kid? Are you tired of living?"

Wang Batian said, then turned to look at the burly guys, "Could you do me a favor and kill him?"

At the slightest disagreement, he wants to take someone’s life!

Ling Feng smirked at the corner, glanced at the burly guys, noticing they were already flushed from drinking but still clear-headed, rushing towards him!

He wasted no time and kicked the foremost guy right in the chest!

Bang!

With a thud, the burly man’s body flew backward, crashing heavily against the wall!

Seeing their companion kicked away, the remaining three shouted as they charged, looking to crush Ling Feng with their height and weight like they were three wild boars.

Unfortunately, they underestimated Ling Feng’s prowess; before they could draw near, Ling Feng’s three punches and two kicks knocked them down!

Ling Feng didn’t take their lives but just incapacitated them, leaving them lying on the ground unable to get up.

Then he looked at Wang Batian, noticing the fear etched on his face, and sneered, "What? Afraid I’ll beat you?"

"Dear hero, where do you come from, and what do you need from me?"

Wang Batian’s attitude became much more pleasant after witnessing Ling Feng’s skills!

Ling Feng chuckled, "Of course, there’s something I need from you, Wang Batian. I’m called Ling Feng, have you heard of me?"

"Ling... Ling Feng?"

Wang Batian looked shocked and then cautiously asked, "Are you the Consort Prince who married the Princess recently?"

"Seems like you know!"

Ling Feng nodded with a smile and said, "That’s right!"

"Lord Consort Prince, I didn’t know you would come; this is all my fault. Please forgive me, my lord!"

Wang Batian immediately knelt down, sprawling on the ground as he shouted loudly.

Ling Feng glanced at him, "Stand up, I didn’t come to hear you say these things. Get up, I have questions for you!"

Wiping cold sweat from his forehead, Wang Batian carefully asked after getting up, "What do you need from me?"

Seeing his guilt, Ling Feng sneered, "Of course it’s for a big reason. I’ve heard that you, Wang Batian, are domineering and oppressive around here, so much so that many people have abandoned their homes and children?"

"No, nothing like that. I’m the village chief; how could I do such things!" Wang Batian hurriedly waved his hands in denial of his crimes.

Ling Feng didn’t mind; such a reaction was all too common.

If he admitted it outright, then it would be bizarre!

So after sneering, Ling Feng dashed to Wang Batian’s side, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted the hefty two-hundred-plus pound man!

Wang Batian was terrified, his voice cracked as he pleaded for mercy, over and over.

Ling Feng didn’t want to bother with this guy, so he silenced him by pressing a point on his throat, then asked, "First, tell me what these burly guys are here for!"

No answer was needed; Ling Feng already used Mind Soul Art, where just asking the question would suffice.

Wang Batian was so frightened his mind was blank, so when asked, the answer automatically surfaced in his mind.

Ling Feng furrowed his brows, listening as he asked, gradually understanding what was going on.

Several minutes later, Ling Feng let go, throwing Wang Batian on the ground.

The fat man nearly suffocated, now gasping for air, lying there motionless on the ground.

He shot a look of disgust at him and said sternly, "Since you’ve colluded with Outer Mongolian people, providing them with various information about the Li Dynasty, and even told them about my power station project in Shiliu Village, then your oppression of neighbors pales in comparison to such betrayal!"

"Spare me, Consort Prince, I didn’t mean to leak the state secrets, they forced me!" Wang Batian cried and shouted lying on the ground.

Ling Feng certainly didn’t buy this nonsense, sneered, and kicked him!

Wang Batian’s bones were equally brittle; with a crack, his head slumped aside, and his obese body lay motionless.

Having dealt with him, Ling Feng turned to look at the burly guys and asked sternly in Russian, "Who’s the leader here?"

"Him, it’s him!"

The burly guys’ injuries were serious but not fatal, and one pointed to the guy who was kicked.

Ling Feng looked and saw that guy’s body had hit the wall, rupturing his internal organs, now barely holding onto life!