A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

Gunshots soon rang out from inside the hospital.

At first, there were only a few scattered sounds, but then they became so dense that it was like a pot exploding!

It's not hard to imagine how fierce the fight inside the hospital must be right now.

Strangely, while the fighting was raging inside, the group that had been lying in ambush outside remained holed up, showing no intention of rushing in.

"Gu Feng, Master, what are those people still huddled in the car doing here? Why haven't they gone in yet? Could it be that they're just here to watch the show like us?" Ding Hanhan was full of questions.

"They're here to pick up dead chickens," Gu Feng and the advisor answered almost in unison.

As soon as the words were spoken, the two couldn't help but exchange a smile; their tacit understanding was truly remarkable.

It's a pity that the advisor was not only old, but also not a woman. Otherwise, if Master Gu had met such a compatible person, they would have had a friendly match!

"What does 'picking up a dead chicken' mean?" Ding Hanhan looked bewildered.

"When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits," the advisor explained.

"Yes, this group of people wants to be the ones who reap the benefits." Gu Feng gestured towards the opposite side.

"You mean, they plan to let these two groups inside fight each other to the death first, and then go in and take the spoils?" Ding Hanhan asked, somewhat surprised.

"Yes." The advisor and Gu Feng nodded at the same time.

"Tsk, these people are all so cunning, one group after another," Ding Hanhan couldn't help but sigh.

"You're only realizing how treacherous people can be now?" Gu Feng and the advisor thought to themselves almost simultaneously.

As they spoke, the gunfire inside gradually subsided, with only one or two sporadic gunshots occasionally audible.

Those who were waiting to reap the benefits finally started to move. One by one, they brandished knives, guns, and clubs, and surged towards the hospital.

"Alright, the guy who picked up the dead chickens is in, it's time for us to make our move." Gu Feng put down his teacup and said calmly.

Upon hearing this, not only was Ding Hanhan stunned, but even the advisor was taken aback.

"Aren't we just here to watch the show?" Ding Hanhan asked.

"It's fine to watch the show, but you also have to join in the fun," Gu Feng replied, then asked, "Could I ask Abu and the Four Heavenly Kings to run some errands?"

"You want them to go in and fight each other?" Ding Hanhan was taken aback.

"Bullets don't have eyes, how could I bear to let them do such a dangerous thing?" Gu Feng said with a smile.

"Alright, use it if you want. Aren't you the future son-in-law of the Ding family now? You don't need to ask me for permission for these things anymore." Ding Hanhan winked at him.

"Okay." Gu Feng nodded slightly embarrassed and said, "Then you two sit here for a while, I'll take them and be right back."

"Didn't you say it was enough to let them go? Why are you going too?" Ding Hanhan asked, worried.

"There's one person I'm afraid they can't handle."

"Oh. Then be careful."

Gu Feng responded, got up and went out, calling Abu and the others in. After giving them some instructions, he said, "Listen up, everyone. You only have ten minutes. No matter how many you catch, you have to stop when the time is up, understand?"

"Yes, Young Master Feng!" the group replied in unison.

Then, Gu Feng led them downstairs and headed straight for the hospital across the street.

Ding Hanhan and her advisor leaned against the window, their eyes fixed on Gu Feng and his group as they crossed the road. They wondered to themselves, "What's this guy up to now?"

Soon, they realized what Gu Feng was up to. It turned out he, like the last group to go in, was going to collect the dead chickens.

Those people all came by car, and to make it easier to escape, they would leave one or two lookouts in the car.

Those who remained naturally became the targets of Gu Feng's "picking up dead chickens" (a euphemism for exploiting others).

Actually, Gu Feng didn't need to get involved in this matter personally. But when he saw six people get out of the van, his heart skipped a beat.

Those men were exceptionally skilled, exuding a strong murderous aura; they were clearly not like ordinary gangsters.

Those who stay in the car to keep watch might be weaker, but even if they are weaker, they are still extraordinary. Letting Abu and his men deal with them might be dangerous.

Right now, Ding Hanhan needs manpower, and Abu and the Four Great Generals are indispensable, so he simply came down personally.

The van's windows were covered with black tinted film, making it impossible to see from the outside whether anyone was inside on a night like this.

But Gu Feng's eyesight was far superior to that of ordinary people. He had clearly seen from the building across the street that there was clearly someone sitting in the driver's seat.

As Abu and his group scattered and made their way to other cars, Gu Feng also rushed straight for the van carrying the heavily armed guy.

The lookout in the car had been leisurely waiting for his accomplice to come out.

In his opinion, tonight's job wouldn't be difficult at all. But a short while later, a dense barrage of gunfire erupted from inside, and he immediately felt a chill run down his spine.

Just then, he noticed that a large group of people suddenly poured out of the cars around him that had been silent and seemingly empty. He roughly counted fifty or sixty people, and they all rushed towards the hospital.

Now he wasn't just feeling uneasy, he was terrified.

Once the group had all gone inside, he suddenly came to his senses and quickly grabbed his phone to try and contact his accomplices inside.

But in that instant, he caught a glimpse of a figure walking toward him in the side mirrors, taking off his coat as he walked and slowly wrapping it around his fist.

He was terrified and threw down his phone to reach for his gun. But little did he know that the man, though seemingly moving slowly, would reach the car door in the blink of an eye.

Before the gun was even drawn, there was a loud "bang," and a fist that seemed to be made of iron smashed through the car window.

The hand, which had been stabbed in with shards of glass, instantly grabbed his collar and roughly dragged him out of the car window.

But the car window was too narrow, and the guy was too big. As soon as his head got stuck out, Gu Feng slammed him head-on and shoulder-on against the car door frame, making him see stars.

Before he could even tell which way was which, the car door was yanked open from the outside, and he was dragged out like a dead dog.

Before I could react at all, I was kicked hard in the stomach.

The excruciating pain had just surged up when a clean, decisive chop to the back of his neck struck him, and then... he knew nothing more.

At the second-floor window across the street, the advisor and Ding Hanhan stared in disbelief.

Gu Feng took care of the man in no time, in less than two minutes. The guy who was beaten didn't even have time to react, let alone draw his gun.

That skill is simply terrifying.

After knocking the man down, Gu Feng stood silently to the side, not even glancing at the guy lying on the ground like a rag doll.

After Abu and his men caught the other lookouts, and the car drove up, he shoved the man on the ground into the car like a chick.

After exchanging a few words with Abu, he patted the car, and Abu's car sped away like an arrow.

Ding Hanhan and the advisor just stared blankly at the other side of the road.

As the last group of people rushed into the hospital, Gu Feng also crossed the road. Almost as soon as he moved, the gunfire in the hospital, which had already become sparse, suddenly became dense again, and it is still going on and on.

Clearly, the last group to enter clashed with the two groups that had entered earlier.

When Gu Feng pushed open the door to the private room and walked in from outside, the two finally came to their senses.

"Gu Feng, have you had enough of the show? Shouldn't we go back?" Ding Hanhan's throat was a little dry.

"It's not over yet," Gu Feng said, pulling out his phone. "Didn't you say that if anyone tries to touch your dad, you'll tear them to pieces?"

"I……"

Ding Hanhan was about to reply when Gu Feng put a finger to his lips, gesturing for her to be quiet. Then, speaking into the already connected phone, he said, "Uncle Zhong, the lions are all in their cages. Now it's your turn to put on a show."

Uncle Zhong?

Chu-Han Contention?

Director of Longshan Branch?

Ding Hanhan and the advisor's eyes widened in surprise.