Urban Super Medical Saint

"Mr. Tanaka is right," Suowen nodded, a cruel smile gradually spreading across his face. "Let them come in directly, no need to stop them."

Two military jeeps had an unobstructed passage through Suowen's checkpoints.

As Gan Lei watched the soldiers on each lookout tower point their guns at him and his people from a distance, sweat couldn't help but break out on his palms.

Though he had been through numerous battles, he had never so blatantly charged into the heart of an enemy camp, letting the soldiers' guns aim down at him from above.

The vehicles quickly entered the center of the village.

In front of a stilt house that seemed to belong to a wealthy person, Suowen and Tanaka Motoyoshi sat leisurely in rattan chairs.

Behind them stood rows of heavily armed soldiers and officers, along with eight Japanese men.

The soldiers and officers appeared fierce and fit, their gazes sharp, radiating a faint scent of bloodshed—clearly, they were the elite of Suowen's forces.

The eight Japanese men didn't seem very strong or burly, and they weren't holding guns, but they exuded a sinister and frightening aura that made Gan Lei and his people feel that these Japanese were even more dangerous.

Ge Dongxu sat in the back seat with his legs crossed, eyeing these people, especially the eight Japanese and Tanaka Motoyoshi, with a flash of murderous intent deep in his eyes.

"Click, click!" As the vehicles approached the stilt house, every soldier clicked off their safety and raised their guns towards the two jeeps.

The jeeps came to a stop.

Gan Lei and his five trusted subordinates all jumped out of the vehicles, while Ge Dongxu got out of the car unhurriedly.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!" Suowen clapped his hands as he crossed his legs.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!" Tanaka Motoyoshi followed suit, applauding.

"General Gan Lei, as brave as ever! But don't you think what you're doing is foolish? You should know I have always wanted to get rid of you, Suowen," said with a look of mockery after the applause.

Suowen spoke in Chinese, as many people in the Golden Triangle spoke Chinese.

Tanaka Motoyoshi didn't speak Burmese or the local dialects, but he spoke Chinese, so Suowen deliberately used Chinese.

It wasn't Gan Lei who replied to Suowen, but Ge Dongxu. "If it were me, I wouldn't consider a general who can gather thousands of men in the jungle to be foolish, nor would I mock my former leader as foolish, for that would make you seem even more stupid."

"Who are you? Who gave you the guts to call me stupid here?" Suowen's face changed drastically, and he slowly picked up the pistol from the teak table beside the rattan chair, lifting it to aim at Ge Dongxu.

"Are you from Huaxia?" Tanaka Motoyoshi's face also changed drastically as he slowly stood up. "No wonder General Gan dares to venture into the dragon's den with so few men; you've found Huaxia Country as your ally. But it seems you've forgotten this is the Golden Triangle, where even the Huaxia Country's military can't come in openly."

"If our Huaxia Country's military cannot come in openly, then you Japanese don't even have the right to sneak in. Don't forget, in earlier times, this place was once the territory of Huaxia Country. And you, what do you count for to point a gun at me?" Ge Dongxu said indifferently.

Before Ge Dongxu could finish speaking, suddenly a shadowy flying sword of black and green appeared out of nowhere and had silently circled around Suowen's neck.

With a "thud," Suowen's head dropped from his neck.

As the head fell, his body was still seated in the rattan chair, gun in hand, but blood gushed from his neck as the head rolled to the floor in front of his feet.

A supremely eerie and terrifying atmosphere swept through the space of the stilted building in an instant.

Not to mention the few dozen of Suowen's elite men holding guns who were so scared their legs went weak and their bodies broke out in cold sweat, even those like Gan Lei, who had witnessed Ge Dongxu's prowess, were terrified, their hearts pounding and faces pale.

"Shoot now! Shoot!" Tanaka Motoyoshi's screams of terror shattered the short-lived silence.

With that shout from Tanaka Motoyoshi, Suowen's elite guards finally snapped out of their shock, trembling as they prepared to pull the trigger.

But what they all failed to notice was that, in the moments when they were petrified with fear, the surrounding trees had already lowered their branches, hanging like jungle pythons, flicking their tongues, and the grass on the ground had already slithered to their feet like green snakes.

Just as they were about to squeeze the trigger, the hanging branches overhead, like the tree demon granny from "A Chinese Ghost Story," suddenly enveloped them with a swoosh, then retracted swiftly, hoisting them into the air.

Others were entangled by the grass that had suddenly sprung from the ground, leaving them bound and immobile on the earth.

All of this happened in a flash, and before Tanaka Motoyoshi and the others could react, the few dozen armed elite soldiers and officers had already lost their ability to act.

Drenched in cold sweat, Tanaka Motoyoshi turned pale and pointed at Ge Dongxu with terror in his eyes, exclaiming, "Huaxia magician! You, you're a Huaxia magician!"

As for his eight subordinates, while not screaming out loud, they too had looks of sheer terror in their eyes.

"Is that so strange? Aren't you a magician as well?" Ge Dongxu said indifferently.

"Although I am a magician, I am nowhere near your level," Tanaka Motoyoshi tried hard to suppress the panic inside him.

"It seems you do have some insight," Ge Dongxu revealed a row of bright white teeth and smiled.

Seeing the smile on Ge Dongxu's face, Tanaka Motoyoshi truly wanted to grab a machine gun and sweep it across Ge Dongxu mercilessly.

Without any sign of action, the head had fallen, and dozens of people were captured. Even if Tanaka Motoyoshi was a fool, he knew that such refined techniques were far beyond his capability to contend with.

"Thank you for the compliment. Since you're interested in this treasure hunt, the Tanaka Family will withdraw from this operation," Tanaka Motoyoshi cursed inwardly but bowed respectfully.

"Withdraw? Who gave you the audacity to make such an excessive demand?" Ge Dongxu responded with a hint of a smile at the corners of his mouth.

"What would you have us do then?" Tanaka Motoyoshi's face went through several changes of color, but eventually, he bowed again and inquired.

"You see, you know this General Gan Lei, and you should be aware that Suowen was originally his man. But what happened? You've encouraged Suowen to betray General Gan Lei, and unfortunately, General Gan Lei is my man. So you should understand, you're inciting Suowen to betray me, you are treasure hunting on my turf. As a Japanese, what right do you have to meddle with my people, what right do you have to treasure hunt on my turf?" Ge Dongxu started off with a smile but his expression gradually became cold, and in the end, he simply raised his palm and slapped it towards Tanaka Motoyoshi across the air.