A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years—but a gangster takes revenge in a flash.

Sha Qiang was already blinded by hatred, and during the day he wanted to storm into the pass and shoot Ding Lisheng to death.

But to act so brazenly in broad daylight is clearly unwise.

So he patiently waited until nightfall, carefully timed his departure, and then led a large group of men straight to the hospital inside the pass.

But he never dreamed that just as his men stormed into the hospital and hadn't even seen Ding Lisheng, another group of people followed suit and stormed in.

Before either side could even figure out what was going on, they were already engaged in fierce fighting.

Sha Qiang led a group of local thugs, mostly armed with knives, sticks, and iron bars, with at most a few Type 54 pistols!

But the other side was equipped with heavy firepower weapons, including AK-47s.

In just one encounter, more than half of his men were wiped out.

Thinking he had been ambushed, Sha Qiang was terrified and immediately abandoned his armor and fled in panic.

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. As long as the people are still alive, this revenge will be taken sooner or later.

In the end, of all the men he had brought with him, he was the only one left.

However, Sha Qiang's life was still a bit tougher than his brothers'.

Those who rushed in with him either died or were injured, and the rest were all caught red-handed by the police who arrived like gods later!

He only suffered minor injuries, but he managed to sneak into the cardiology department amidst the chaos, slipped into the doctors' changing room, grabbed a white coat, and put it on, thus managing to get out of the hospital.

Looking at the hospital behind him, surrounded by a dense array of police lights, Sha Qiang was still shaken and disoriented. Only one thought occupied his mind: he couldn't stay here any longer; of all the stratagems, escape was the best.

He took out his phone and dialed the henchman, nicknamed Xiao Hei, who had been waiting outside to meet him. But after ringing for a long time, no one answered, which made him so angry that he almost smashed his phone.

After taking a few steps forward, I found that the cars I and my gang of buddies had driven were still parked there safely.

Although the police were nearby, they were clearly outside the encirclement; a large crowd of onlookers, as well as many frightened medical staff and patients who had run out, including doctors in white coats, had gathered around.

Sha Qiang, also dressed in a white coat, blended into the crowd without attracting any attention.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Sha Qiang calmed down a little and walked towards the car with a nonchalant air.

He was actually incredibly nervous, because if even one of the police officers came up and asked him a few questions, he would be completely finished.

Fortunately, nobody paid any attention to him, neither the police nor the general public.

As he walked past one car after another, doubts began to linger in his mind.

It's strange. He clearly instructed his henchmen to stay in the car and keep watch, but now they've all disappeared without a trace, not even his personal driver, Xiao Hei.

The car keys were still in the ignition, and the car door wasn't closed properly.

Those bastards, those brats definitely don't want to live anymore.

Sha Qiang cursed inwardly, assuming they were just slacking off and had wandered off somewhere. Without giving it much thought, he opened the car door and got in.

After starting the car, I didn't dare to step on the gas pedal hard. I waited until I was out of the hospital area and could no longer see the flashing police lights in the rearview mirror before I floored the gas pedal and sped away.

Sha Qiang, who had fled in disarray, planned to leave the pass overnight and rush back to his lair.

Tonight's revenge operation was planned to be absolutely perfect.

If Sha Qiang had to describe the outcome of this operation in one word, it would be "disappointing."

They hadn't even caught a glimpse of Ding Lisheng before suffering heavy losses!

If he were to get himself involved, then the entire operation would be wiped out.

Sha Qiang drove his car far away, so far that he could no longer hear the sirens, so far that even he, a frightened bird, thought he was safe, and only then did he barely calm down.

His mouth was dry and he was extremely frustrated. With one hand on the steering wheel, Sha Qiang took out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket with the other and put one in his mouth.

He slowed down, and just as he was about to light a cigarette with his lighter, he suddenly noticed something strange on the windshield in the flash of light.

Sha Qiang suddenly jolted awake and abruptly turned around to look.

"Hiss—" He gasped, almost fainting from fright.

The back seat, which had been empty, now had a person sitting there in a very formal manner.

Silly Qiang had heard of eerie things like midnight ghosts, but only in movies, and they were usually women, and quite pretty ones at that.

But the person in the back seat was a man.

Although he is quite handsome, he is silly and doesn't work with lesbians.

Even if he did have that hobby, he's not in the mood right now; the sheer shock almost gave him a heart attack.

Sha Qiang assumed he was just having a run of bad luck, that he'd been possessed by an evil spirit, and was hallucinating. He instinctively slammed on the brakes, pulled the car over to the side of the road, took a few deep breaths, and mentally prepared himself before cautiously looking back—only to find the man still sitting there, with an extremely terrifying and evil smile on his face.

I was so scared I was stunned. What kind of era is this?

Sha Qiang was terrified again. He had heard that people died in the hospital every day and that there were often unclean things there. Could it be that he had accidentally brought that kind of thing out with him when he ran out?

Upon realizing this possibility, Sha Qiang's face turned pale instantly, and his heart pounded like a train, one beat after another.

"You, you, are you a human or a ghost?" Sha Zhuang mustered his courage and stammered.

"What do you think?" the person behind replied, each word deliberate and weak, as if a dead person hadn't quite breathed their last. The voice was hollow and mournful, echoing throughout the carriage with a lingering "ne ne ne."

"Oh my god! It's a ghost!"

Sha Qiang couldn't hold back any longer. He pushed open the car door, his legs trembling like leaves, and ran away.

But his legs were already so weak that he fell flat on his face with a "thud".

To fall down and lie there—that's somewhere between a genius and a fool.

Sha Qiang was neither of those types. He struggled to his feet, tumbling and crawling, and ran desperately toward the back of the car.

The person in the back seat smiled strangely again, then opened the car door and followed unhurriedly.

This creature, whether human or ghost, leisurely followed behind Sha Qiang. It wasn't running fast; it couldn't even be called running, more like a stroll.

But his speed was not slow at all. No matter how fast Sha Qiang ran, he remained steady, staying about two meters behind Sha Qiang.

So much so that every time Sha Qiang felt he should get rid of him, when he looked back, he could always clearly see that handsome face with a strange smile and a devilish appearance.

"Help! Help! I'm being haunted by a vengeful ghost!" The mentally tormented Sha Qiang finally couldn't hold on any longer and screamed wildly.

In the dead of night, a bizarre scene unfolded on Shennan Avenue: a man, seemingly insane, screamed hysterically as he ran for his life; behind him followed a young man who appeared to be strolling leisurely, yet whose speed did not diminish in the slightest.

Sha Qiang was utterly desperate at that moment.

His strength had been gradually exhausted after nearly half an hour of running.

After becoming the boss, he rarely killed anyone personally anymore; he had no interest in gyms or anything like that. If he had any hobbies, it would only be the kind that involved sex.

But now, this time span has long exceeded his capabilities.

"Huffing and puffing—" Chased by a ghost in the middle of the night, unable to catch his breath, Sha Qiang felt like crying but had no tears left.

If only I had known then what I know now!

Just when he was at his lowest point, a car's headlights slowly approached from ahead. The blinding beam of light made it impossible for him to open his eyes.

But instead of being angry, he was overjoyed and even rushed toward the car without regard for his own life.

Being hit by a car might result in death, being half-dead, or just a minor injury; but being entangled by this monstrous thing is truly worse than death.

Moreover, the car was already slowing down noticeably.

"Help, help, help me—" Sha Qiang's cries for help were sharp and hoarse, words could not describe even a fraction of their intensity; and his heart, which was not young but had suffered great trauma, was something that no one else could understand. However, looking at his face, which was on the verge of collapse, one could guess a little about it.

The oncoming car finally stopped. When Sha Qiang rushed to the front of the car, he was exhausted and barely alive, but his face showed a look of relief as if he had finally seen the people and the Party.

However, when he clearly saw the two people getting out of the car, his expression froze, he was stunned, he stopped, he froze, he was dumbfounded.