C2 Shen Yong Angrily Slapped the Village Tyrant

Zhao Dabiao whirled around and hastily clamped a hand over Zhang Chuntao's mouth, hissing venomously, "Don't scream! Scream again, and I swear I'll choke the life out of you!"

At his words, Zhang Chuntao shuddered with such fear that she nearly wet herself.

In that instant, a wisp of green mist emerged from the blood-soaked trunk of the Big Peach Tree, seeping into Shen Yong's consciousness. An image materialized in his mind: a venerable man with a youthful countenance and white hair, seated on a meditation cushion, horsetail whisk in hand, addressing Shen Yong. "I am the Mountain Peach Golden Immortal, fallen here amidst my tribulation. Twenty years ago, in the drought-stricken year, it was your cup of water that saved my life. Today, your hands are stained with too much blood, and you are rightly faced with this calamity. Yet, I cannot ignore the debt of that cup of water. I shall spare your life and bestow upon you the Immortal Doctor Secret Technique. Henceforth, you must take the world's suffering as your own burden, heal and aid the masses, and forsake the path of killing. Remember this well! Remember!"

Shen Yong nodded in solemn agreement.

Abruptly, the elder swept his whisk across Shen Yong's face. Reflexively, Shen Yong shut his eyes, and upon reopening them, the elder was gone. Instead, he saw Zhao Dabiao prodding at his nose to check for breath.

Zhao Dabiao, startled by Shen Yong's sudden gaze, stumbled backward, stammering in shock, "You... You're still alive?! I thought you were playing possum!"

Shen Yong rose to his feet, his prior memories rushing back like a surging tide. As he felt the wet blood on his forehead, a cold smirk played across his thoughts. "Hah, who would've guessed that I, the West Realm's White-face War God, would survive six bullets only to be kicked to death by a thug? Big Tan Face would surely bust a gut laughing if he heard about this!"

As it happened, soon after Shen Yong enlisted, a coal-faced officer reviewing the new recruits' files discovered Shen Yong's perfect scores in the college entrance exams for science and math, along with his status as a national-level champion in combat sports.

The commanding officer wasted no time in ordering Shen Yong's transfer to his own unit.

Shen Yong had a nickname for the officer, playfully referring to him as Big Black Face.

Once Big Black Face reassigned Shen Yong, he was dispatched to a clandestine training facility in the West Realm, where he underwent four years of rigorous physical conditioning.

Subsequently, he distinguished himself with extraordinary feats in the West Realm's conflicts.

However, during a mission in the snowy mountains of the West Realm, Shen Yong and his Black Dragon Squad were encircled by enemy forces.

As he watched his comrades fall to the enemy's gunfire, Shen Yong's rage boiled over. Armed with his White Blade Flying Dagger, he cut down enemy after enemy, staining the pristine snow-capped mountain a stark red as blood flowed into rivulets.

In that fierce battle, he summoned every ounce of his strength to rescue nine comrades from the bloodbath.

That same battle instilled fear in the hearts of the West Realm's adversaries, deterring them from any further incursions.

During the fray, he donned a white mask and was subsequently honored with the title of White-face War God.

Yet, it was in the aftermath of that very battle that Shen Yong, having saved his fellow soldiers, collapsed, unable to rise again.

He was swiftly taken to a top-tier military hospital.

Upon examination, it was discovered that Shen Yong had been struck by six bullets.

But only five could be removed.

The bullet lodged in his brain was inoperable; any attempt to extract it would be fatal.

When Shen Yong finally awoke, the once invincible White-face War God had become an amnesiac simpleton, a transformation that moved countless people to tears.

Now, with the salvation brought by the venerable Immortal Doctor, Shen Yong's intellect and memory have been restored. The sage imparted the Immortal Doctor Secret Technique to him, with a stern admonition against taking any more lives.

"Hahaha, I, Shen Yong, am alive once more!"

Rising from the earth, Shen Yong wiped the fresh blood from his forehead and bellowed a triumphant laugh.

"You imbecile, to think you could deceive me! And to feign death! I'll thrash you!"

Upon seeing Shen Yong regain consciousness, Zhao Dabiao believed he had been duped by a ruse of death. Consumed by rage, he swung his hand at Shen Yong's face.

However, to Shen Yong, Zhao Dabiao's strike was painfully slow, like watching an action replay.

Before Zhao Dabiao could even fully raise his hand, Shen Yong's hefty palm had already smacked across his face.

"Smack!"

Shen Yong's palm connected with Zhao Dabiao's cheek, emitting a sharp crack!

"Thud!"

"Ouch—!"

Zhao Dabiao hit the ground with a thud, rolling twice before lying there, spitting out blood, clutching his face, and letting out a wail akin to a pig being butchered.

Shen Yong heeded the old Immortal Doctor's warning—he must not kill again.

During the strike, Shen Yong felt he hadn't exerted much force, yet Zhao Dabiao was already in such a sorry state.

Had Shen Yong applied just a bit more strength, Zhao Dabiao might have been slapped to death.

"Are you okay?"

Shen Yong approached Zhao Dabiao and inquired, "I'm a doctor! Let me tend to that wound on your face!"

"Scram! You fool! Playing dead earlier, now playing doctor! Get lost! Don't mess up things between me and Chuntao!"

Zhao Dabiao scrambled to his feet, grinning wickedly at Zhang Chuntao, "Sister Chuntao! I've been dying to see you! Let your Big Brother Dabiao get a taste!"

Zhang Chuntao had suspected Zhao Dabiao's intentions from the start.

Indeed, Zhao Dabiao's excuse was to ask her for a drink of water, but his true motive was to take advantage of her!

"Big Brother Dabiao! What are you trying to do? Stop it!"

Zhang Chuntao was frantic, "If you dare to harm me, I'll scream for help!"

"Hehehe, scream? Go ahead, try!"

Zhao Dabiao lunged forward, seizing Zhang Chuntao and pulling her into a tight embrace, "If you scream, I'll let everyone know you've been hiding an idiot in your house! I'll make sure you can't stay in Mountain Peach Village!"

"I..."

Choking back tears, Zhang Chuntao pleaded, "I just noticed how filthy he was and wanted to give him a bath, that's all! I didn't do anything inappropriate! Please, don't spread rumors! Besides, Shen Yong's mind isn't right—he doesn't grasp those kinds of things!"

"It's all just tap water, so cut the act of innocence! Excuses, nothing but excuses! We're all adults here; do you really think you can fool me with such petty games?"

Zhao Dabiao whispered into Zhang Chuntao's ear, "The fool doesn't get it, but I do! If you come with me, I promise to make you comfortable in bed every single day! Just give in to me."

With that, Zhao Dabiao began his aggressive assault, taking liberties with Zhang Chuntao.

Zhang Chuntao was too scared to scream, her heart torn between fear and conflict, her body shaking uncontrollably. She fought desperately with her hands, trying to push Zhao Dabiao away.

"No, please no! This is wrong!"

But the more Zhang Chuntao resisted, the more relentless Zhao Dabiao became.

Zhao Dabiao hoisted Zhang Chuntao into his arms and headed for the house.

Shen Yong, witnessing everything from the sidelines, was seething with anger and shouted, "You bastard! Stop it! Do you think I'm invisible?"

At Shen Yong's words, Zhang Chuntao remembered her last hope.

Even though Shen Yong was simple-minded, he was her only chance for rescue.

"Shen Yong! Help me, please! Save your sister-in-law! He's a bad man!"

Zhang Chuntao cried out desperately for help.