Chapter 95: The Mysterious Beautiful Nurse

“Who are you? What are you doing here?” Zhang Dalin was the first to speak, his voice sharp with suspicion.

“Haha, and who might you be?” The one who answered was Tiger, strutting arrogantly as if looking for trouble. Today, he had come precisely for that purpose.

“I am Zhang Dalin of the Northeast Gang. Who exactly are you? Did Song Ziyue send you?” Zhang Dalin’s mind quickly pieced things together. This man was undoubtedly sent by Song Ziyue to stir up trouble.

“Impressive for an old timer like you,” Tiger sneered, “Yes, I am Tiger, Song Ziyue’s top enforcer. Now, you lot better take your men and get out of Jianghai City. I’m commandeering this VIP ward, and the hospital’s agreed.” He brandished a piece of paper, its contents indecipherable to all present.

Tiger’s triumphant gaze clearly marked him as the local tyrant.

At that moment, Qiao Dong stepped forward, his eyes cold and penetrating. He spoke slowly and deliberately: “I’m giving you a chance. Move your people aside and let my third brother into the ward for treatment. If you don’t want to die, you’ll comply.”

“Oh? And who might you be?” Tiger laughed scornfully. “Ah, so you’re the big brother with the wild hair. So you’re Qiao Dong from the Jin Gang, eh? We’ve clashed with your gang a few times, and every time, your men have lost. Just a few days ago, in prison, Brother Tian and I beat up your Jin Gang’s scar-faced guy. Ha!” Tiger’s laughter rang out, full of arrogance.

Although Tiger had dealt frequently with the Jin Gang, he’d never met Qiao Dong. The Jin Gang was powerful, but Qiao Dong preferred to remain in the shadows, unlike some bosses who always charged into the fray—Song Ziyue was one such leader.

Qiao Dong’s face darkened, but he suppressed his anger. Tiger’s brazen provocation was obvious, and Qiao Dong decided to observe the reactions of the other two gangs first. His earlier threat was merely a statement of intent.

He understood the current dynamics clearly. His entanglement with Song Ziyue was minimal, limited mostly to the grudge over Shaobai’s injury. Meanwhile, the Northeast Gang’s heir had been dethroned, and the Black Dragon Gang’s original intent was to deal with Ling Tian and annex Province H. There was no need for him to be the first to strike.

As the saying goes, one monk carries water alone, two monks carry water together, but three monks end up with no water to drink. Each gang harbored its own agendas, and their alliances were far from solid.

“Hey! I said, get your act together and take your people back to your own turf. I need this VIP ward to treat my piles. Don’t mind that a few eunuchs just stayed here—doesn’t bother me at all! Hahaha!” Tiger continued to taunt, unfazed by the tension. After all, Day Bird and his men had already made arrangements. This was Jianghai City; if rival gangs could intimidate them here, they might as well buy a block of tofu and off themselves.

“Damn! You little clown dare to spout nonsense! Bring Song Ziyue herself, and then maybe you’ll be worthy of talking to me,” Long Hun growled, anger flaring. Yet without Song Ziyue present, he felt uncertain, unsure if their adversaries had backup.

Despite the furious roar, Tiger remained unruffled, smiling sweetly. “Song Ziyue is no one you can meet. I’m giving you a chance—leave Jianghai City now, or you’ll regret it. As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake, but you are mere insects. Our Ziyue Gang is the true dragon.”

“Ungrateful! You really think we’re afraid to make a move inside a hospital? Today, you’ll learn what the Three-Eyed Horse King means!” Long Hun snarled, stepping forward with eyes locked onto Tiger.

Tiger suddenly felt as though he had been pinned down by some spell. Long Hun’s eyes seemed to possess a magnetic power that entranced and subdued.

With a loud “thud,” Long Hun’s fist struck Tiger’s abdomen, sending him flying several meters. The force was immense.

Tiger wanted to dodge but found himself rooted to the spot, as if frozen, forced to watch helplessly as Long Hun’s punch landed.

Tiger staggered to the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood. He realized then that Long Hun must be a special ability user with extraordinary eyes, but it was already too late.

“Hmph! Someone like you should consider it an honor that I struck first! Call Song Ziyue—let’s settle this today. Might as well bring Ling Tian along too,” Long Hun said disdainfully, barely regarding the fallen Tiger.

He had planned carefully against Ling Tian and Song Ziyue but hadn’t expected them to come to confront him. Now, he could no longer hesitate and would probe his opponent’s strength.

“You’re Long Hun, leader of the Black Dragon Gang? Hmph! I’ve noted this grudge! Brothers, attack! Watch out for Long Hun—don’t underestimate his eyes!” Tiger barked orders despite his injuries, relieved that Song Ziyue was not present to be endangered.

At Tiger’s command, his men launched their assault. The other gangs, seeing the situation escalate, joined the fray without hesitation.

Meanwhile, Day Bird’s men arrived nearby, with only a small group guarding the VIP ward’s entrances to keep out intruders.

Outside the hospital, Ziyue Gang’s men also received orders and began attacking the rival gangs’ forces lingering outside.

The battle outside was straightforward and without suspense. Song Ziyue’s forces vastly outnumbered their foes, and the intruders had brought too few men. Soon, the attackers were defeated, many severely wounded but with few fatalities. In broad daylight, on Song Ziyue’s turf, no one was allowed to be excessively ruthless.

The toughest fight was inside. Though the Ziyue Gang had numbers, their opponents boasted Long Hun—a formidable adversary whose gaze rendered those he targeted powerless. Moreover, the enemy’s fighters were elites from their own gangs, generally stronger than Tiger and Day Bird’s men.

Day Bird resorted to using a tranquilizer gun to subdue some foes but found himself helpless against Long Hun. He deeply regretted not having slipped laxatives into their water earlier—he had thought it unnecessary due to their small numbers. He now wished he had taken Song Ziyue’s ruthless advice seriously; regret was useless now.

As the struggle raged on, a beautiful nurse emerged from a nearby ward. Her slender figure swayed gracefully; her delicate features and pale skin shone beneath a pink uniform and a face mask. Though her nose and mouth were obscured, her beauty was palpable.

She walked directly into the heart of the fighting, causing all to freeze in surprise. Who was she? Even in a gangland brawl, she dared approach. No one recognized her, except Tiger and Day Bird who found her somewhat familiar.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the woman slowly removed her mask and nurse’s cap, revealing long, glossy black hair that fluttered with a captivating allure.

Her lips, pale and tender, confirmed she was a stunning beauty—a rare gem.

Everyone was stunned. Tiger, Day Bird, and the Ziyue Gang’s men were especially shocked. This woman seemed so familiar. The other gangs’ men did not recognize her; Qiao Dong, Long Hun, and Zhang Dalin initially assumed she was Song Ziyue herself. But seeing Tiger and Day Bird’s expressions, they realized she was not, and their curiosity deepened.

“So this is the Jin Gang, Northeast Gang, and Black Dragon Gang’s best? The bosses aren’t impressive at all. I really overestimated you,” the beautiful woman said coldly. Her tone was detached, surprisingly at odds with her stunning appearance.

“You—you’re Sister Yue!” Tiger blurted out, eyes wide in surprise.

He had thought this woman merely resembled Song Ziyue, but hearing her speak, her voice was identical. His heart raced with excitement.

“Definitely not. Sister Yue has short hair, a much smaller chest, no makeup, and wears glasses—practically a tomboy. She’s nowhere near as beautiful as this woman,” Day Bird firmly denied Tiger’s claim.

“That’s true! This woman is so sexy, and her chest is quite ample,” Tiger admitted, rejecting his own theory.

Their exchange earned a disdainful glance from the woman. In truth, she was indeed Song Ziyue, disguised as a nurse to observe the situation and listen in on their meeting’s discussions.

She had overheard everything clearly in the small room—their plans to target her and Ling Tian, the revelation of Long Hun and Long San’s abilities—and resolved not to give them any chance this time. She intended to end it decisively, knowing that if Long San arrived, things would become truly complicated.

At that moment, Song Ziyue felt exasperated with her subordinates. Could she not have her moment of femininity? A bunch of fools. She ignored Tiger and Day Bird’s questions and addressed Long Hun and the others: “I am Song Ziyue, leader of the Ziyue Gang, the very person you seek. Today, we settle this once and for all!”

Yet few present believed her claim. Even Long Hun frowned, questioning, “You say you’re Song Ziyue? Then why don’t your own men recognize you? Who are you really? Why impersonate Song Ziyue?”