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In an instant, his manhood was smashed to bits!
Lu Zhengxiong's eyes and mouth flew wide open.
Howls of agony burst from his mouth.
His body leaned against the wall.
Little by little, he slid to the floor.
He curled up in the corner, twitching nonstop.
At that moment.
Guo Xiaofeng had already lost all reason to that sudden surge of fury.
Burst Multiply by Ten!
Strength multiplied by ten!
He was like a lion gone berserk.
In an instant, he pounced on Lu Zhengxiong.
He rained punches and kicks down on him.
It was as if he meant to vent all the humiliation he had suffered over the past two days.
Lu Zhengxiong lay curled on the floor, convulsing all over.
With his manhood crushed, he had completely lost the strength to resist.
Three seconds later.
The tenfold strength and burst power disappeared.
Ten seconds later.
The tenfold rage faded.
Guo Xiaofeng regained his senses and instantly collapsed to the floor as well.
Clutching his crotch with both hands, he let out a bloodcurdling wail.
His posture was uncannily identical to Lu Zhengxiong's.
The young nurse returned with the sedative.
This was the scene that greeted her.
The next instant.
A well-preserved woman with a dignified air pushed past the nurse and rushed inside.
The moment she saw Lu Zhengxiong, her eyes went red.
"What happened? Can someone tell me what the hell happened here?!"
The woman held Lu Zhengxiong and shrieked.
She was Lu Zhengxiong's wife, Cui Siwen, the vice president of Ninth Martial Artist Hospital.
At that moment.
Cui Siwen could tell at a glance exactly what had happened to her husband.
Cui Siwen was at an age when her sexual appetite was positively voracious.
At the sight before her, she felt as though the sky had fallen.
A young nurse shrank back.
She pointed at Guo Xiaofeng, who was also curled up on the floor.
"That patient went crazy. First he ruined himself, then he finished off Dr. Lu..."
"Guo Xiaofeng!!"
Cui Siwen gritted her teeth.
She kicked Guo Xiaofeng, sending him flying across the floor.
Then she scooped up Lu Zhengxiong and hurried out.
...Surely, they could still save him!
Jiang Fu withdrew his spirit power.
He held his phone in his hand.
Displayed on the screen.
Was Lu Zhengxiong's profile at Ninth Martial Artist Hospital.
"A true sneak only needs to make a tiny move, and he's already... he can shatter the enemy's united front from within!"
For some time to come.
This Ninth Martial Artist Hospital.
Would become hell on earth for the family of three: Guo Fangdong, Ge Yanxia, and Guo Xiaofeng.
That kick of Guo Xiaofeng's.
Strength multiplied by ten.
Burst Multiply by Ten.
Manhood smashed to bits!
Even if Old Wu intervened.
Lu Zhengxiong probably would not let the three of them off.
And there was Vice President Cui, too.
If she did not take some of her anger out on Guo Fangdong and Ge Yanxia.
All that enforced celibacy would be for nothing.
"I'll let them fight among themselves for a while, then come back later to check the results."
At that thought.
Jiang Fu gave a long, vigorous stretch.
Then he paused briefly.
"But I can't just leave it at that."
With that thought.
Jiang Fu locked his spirit power onto Ge Yanxia and Guo Fangdong again.
"Nose hair growth Speed multiplied by ten."
"Excrement production Speed multiplied by ten."
The ward door stood ajar.
Ge Yanxia had already heard the commotion outside.
She struggled to get up.
But the mass of tubes kept her pinned to the bed.
Suddenly.
Ge Yanxia froze.
She let out an enormous sneeze.
A long stream of blood sprayed from her nose.
Her already abnormally thick nose hairs.
Began creeping out of her nostrils, bit by bit, at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Pfft—
The next instant.
The entire ward.
Was once again engulfed in an indescribable smell.
It drifted through the half-open door and into the VIP Ward corridor.
Meanwhile.
In another VIP Ward next door.
With his door firmly shut.
Guo Fangdong had no idea what had happened outside.
At that moment.
A young nurse stood beside Guo Fangdong.
She was recording his various vital signs.
Guo Fangdong wore a lecherous grin on his face, which had swollen up like a pig's head.
He made inappropriate remarks to the young nurse.
Wearing a surgical mask, the nurse forced down her discomfort.
Achoo!
Suddenly.
Guo Fangdong sneezed.
His nose hairs began to grow.
Immediately afterward, an indescribable stench wafted from his body.
The young nurse froze.
She hurried to press the call button at the head of the bed.
"Get an orderly in here, quick!"
"The patient's lost control of his bowels... urgh!"
The smell was rather overpowering.
The young nurse hastily left the ward.
"...Wait, why does it stink in the corridor too?!"
Guo Fangdong lay in bed.
He felt the strange changes in his body.
He wished he could pry open a crack in the ground and crawl inside.
Pfft—
As his emotions surged.
Blood gushed wildly from his nose.
Down below, it was like floodgates opening.
In an instant.
The VIP Ward section on the sixth floor of the Inpatient Department descended into chaos.
Rumble—
Pfft—
With two muffled blasts.
In two wards, on two hospital beds.
Guo Fangdong and Ge Yanxia, who had already swollen into a pair of balls.
Were simultaneously propelled by two inexplicable forces.
They bounced up off their beds.
The doctors who had just entered their wards.
Fled right back out as fast as their legs could carry them.
Downstairs.
Jiang Fu withdrew his spirit power.
His work done, he walked away, leaving no trace of his deeds or fame.
His finger slid lightly across his phone screen.
He pulled up Wu Deming's personal information.
Intermediate Martial Artist.
Blood energy close to ten thousand.
And the Red Tiger Squad, which Wu Deming had founded single-handedly.
Had twelve members in total, including Wu Deming himself.
Jiang Fu had obliterated three of them.
He had fed four to the wolves.
Another, an insurance-selling Poison Master, was locked up at the Martial Artist Guild.
"Besides Wu Deming, I need to wipe out the remaining three too, so they don't try anything behind my back later."
"And that Wude Martial Arts Hall..."
While Jiang Fu was mulling this over.
Someone suddenly sat down beside him.
It was the psychic master he had encountered earlier.
His voice was loud and clear, with a hint of amusement.
"Young man, I see a spark in your eyes and a great deal of vigor. You possess tremendous psychic potential!"
"It's only a matter of time before you become a psychic master!"
Jiang Fu discreetly shifted away.
At the same time, he instinctively touched the duckbill cap on his head.
The Psychic Master paid him no mind and continued, "My name is Xu Yunfeng."
"I'm the captain of the Fifth Patrol Squad in Bincheng District Nine."
"An Intermediate Mentalist."
"If you become my apprentice, I guarantee I'll make you a powerful Psychic Master within six months!"
Jiang Fu looked up at Xu Yunfeng.
He was a little surprised.
An Intermediate Mentalist?
With a Spirit Power range of only twenty meters?
Then it struck him.
His own hundred-meter range was the result of Multiply by Ten.
His Spirit Power was now 1,005.
That made him an Intermediate Mentalist too.
Without Multiply by Ten, his range would only be ten meters.
Looked at that way, Xu Yunfeng was pretty strong.
But...
Jiang Fu practiced the Extreme Dao technique, Star Gazing Chart on a Rainy Night.
His Spirit Power was far stronger than Xu Yunfeng's.
Xu Yunfeng couldn't sense Jiang Fu's Spirit Power.
Even so, he could tell Jiang Fu had tremendous potential.
When Jiang Fu said nothing,
Xu Yunfeng couldn't help continuing, "Perhaps you don't yet know how powerful a Psychic Master can be."
"Yesterday at noon, a powerful Psychic Master appeared in Bin City."
"He killed a Tier 2 Blue Ringed Octopus over twenty meters long in less than ten seconds!"
"With your potential, if you become my apprentice, you'll be as strong as him one day!"
Jiang Fu: "..."
If I become your apprentice, I can become as strong as myself?
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