Urban Super Medical Saint

The scorpion's thugs looked at each other, finally gritting their teeth and saying, "We'll do it ourselves."

When their own people took action, they certainly were more measured and made sure to avoid vital spots, much better than Edmund's reckless beating.

"You guys are smart, but remember not to play any tricks, or it won't just be a leg." Edmund said coldly.

"We understand." The thugs nodded and then each found someone they were close with to strike each other.

In a moment, the ground was littered with bodies.

"Dear George, you've seen it all, this had nothing to do with us, your own people fought each other! I think when the cops come, you'll know how to answer, right?" Seeing the thugs all lying on the ground clutching their legs, Edmund walked over to George, placed the baseball bat on his head, and said with a smile.

"You... don't worry, Edmund. I know what to say." George gritted his teeth, enduring the pain as he replied.

"Very good." Edmund nodded, then turned to leave. As he was about to get into his car, he suddenly turned back, pointed at Song Zhixuan and others, and told George, "Oh, and don't forget to compensate these Chinese guys for their losses. Make sure they are satisfied or I can't guarantee what horrible things might happen. Don't hope for any luck, and definitely don't think our boss will stand up for you. If she knew you had offended Master Ge, she would be even more ruthless than us."

When Edmund mentioned Daisy again, George and the others all shuddered, their eyes filled with a shade of panic, and Song Zhixuan's expression changed again, finally realizing that Edmund mentioning Daisy wasn't just talk; Ge Dongxu really knew Daisy, and he even suspected that if Daisy were here, she, like Edmund, might step out of the car to bow and salute.

Thinking this, Song Zhixuan dared not think any further.

Gao Siyu and the others did not know who Edmund's boss was, nor did they know how terrifying a woman Daisy was, but Song Zhixuan, who had grown up in Melbourne and whose father had gang ties, did know a bit.

"I understand, Edmund." George replied with a mournful face.

Now, he truly regretted it so much that his guts turned green.

Had he known that cleaning up a few Chinese tonight would not only cost him a leg but also financial compensation, he would never have come to fight over this trivial matter!

"Very good." Upon hearing this, Edmund finally mounted his motorcycle, waved at Song Zhixuan and others, then started the engine, and roared off with the motorcycle, followed by a hundred more powerful motorcycles, disappearing like a raging torrent of steel.

The motorcycle gang had not yet disappeared from the street when the sound of police sirens approached from afar.

"Dear George, we will settle our scores later. Good luck!" Song Zhixuan saw the police finally arriving, his expression changing slightly as he smiled at George, then limped into the completely deformed and battered sedan.

He certainly didn't want to go to the police station in this condition!

Watching as Song Zhixuan drove off in his wrecked car, disappearing from the street, the red police lights appeared just then, and there they were, none of them even able to walk, George and the others wanting to cry but having no tears.

"Yusi, is that Mr. Ge really some kind of official's son?" Driving the wrecked car, his body aching unbearably, but Song Zhixuan's mind was still occupied with the image of Ge Dongxu, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Originally, I thought so too, but now I'm not so sure," Gao Yusi said, still visibly shaken.

"I don't think so either! This is Melbourne, Australia! Are there really such powerful second-generation officials these days? Ones that even the local underground forces in Australia have to bow down to?" Song Zhixuan nodded, his face filled with disbelief.

"Right, Zhixuan, I heard you mention something earlier about the Hell Rebels Motorcycle Club, and their boss being very powerful? When Edmund mentioned their boss, I saw the Scorpions turn pale," Gao Yusi continued.

"The Hell Rebels are the largest underground force in Australia, and their members have even spread to New Zealand, Europe, and the United States. You tell me, are they powerful? As for their boss, she's a woman of legendary status in Australia. Ordinary people, especially women, idolize her because she's a woman who embodies beauty, sexiness, wisdom, and wealth. She owns many businesses, including real estate companies, newspapers, and entertainment companies... Her circle comprises the elite of Australian society. But those in the know call her the Godmother, similar to how we describe the godfathers of the Mafia," Song Zhixuan replied, his eyes showing a hint of reverence.

Although Song Zhixuan was a proud man, he knew that he could only look up to a woman like Daisy.

"Wow, that's badass! Then, Mr. Ge..." upon hearing this, Gao Yusi and the others gasped in astonishment.

"That's why I said Mr. Ge couldn't just be some official's son!" Song Zhixuan said with a wry smile.

In the midst of their conversation, the car pulled up in front of a mansion.

"Damn it, Zhixuan, are you crazy, driving the car back home? What if your dad sees us like this, what then?" Seeing the car stop in front of a mansion instead of a hotel, and realizing it was Song Zhixuan's house, Gao Yusi was shocked.

Although Song Wenhong himself hadn't completely left the underworld and still had intricate connections with the gangs, he was very strict with his children's upbringing, forbidding Song Zhixuan from participating in any gang activities and from being violent outside.

Gao Yusi's father was somewhat acquainted and had business dealings with Song Wenhong, so he was aware of these things.

"You think I wanted to? But with Mr. Ge's arrival, this is a big deal, and I have to inform my dad right away," Song Zhixuan said with a grimace.

"That makes sense," Gao Yusi was not a fool, and he quickly understood the situation.

If Song Wenhong was a local bigwig, then Ge Dongxu, this suddenly emerging badass character, was definitely a ferocious dragon crossing the river.

The appearance of such a ferocious dragon in Melbourne meant that local bigwigs had to be informed immediately.

Moreover, having heard from George and the others that the Chinese Gangs were currently in serious conflict with the Hell Rebels, the arrival of Ge Dongxu, this dragon crossing the river, took on an even greater significance.

The mansion's gate quickly opened.

A half-gray-haired man resembling a butler, upon seeing the wrecked car and Song Zhixuan and Gao Yusi's bruised and battered appearance, with their clothes in tatters, was startled and exclaimed, "Zhixuan, what happened to you? Who did this to you?"

"Uncle Hua, it was just a minor scuffle with some riff-raff. No big deal," Song Zhixuan replied.

"Zhixuan, don't try to fool me. Uncle Hua may have been out of the gang scene for many years, but I know that with your skills, some riff-raff couldn't have done this to you. Did you cross paths with some organized gang or society?" Uncle Hua said sternly.