Chapter 2349 — Both Hands in Favor

Wei Zhao's internal organs had taken no small shock as well, and his meridians had suffered some damage too—but Wei Zhao could bear it. Old Bi, plainly, could not!

Yet Wei Zhao knew Old Bi was not dead. Killing Old Bi with a single move was unrealistic, but at the very least he had stripped the old man of his fighting strength—and with the hidden Zhao family's present reserves, restoring Old Bi to what he had been was impossible.

His injuries were simply too severe: more than half the meridians in his body were severed, his internal organs displaced. Even if he recovered, he would be a cripple—he could never again wield the peak strength of the late Earth rank. Holding on to the Mystic rank, even the Yellow rank, would be no small feat.

"Gah!" Zhao Qibing was dumbstruck. He stared at the ** whom he had regarded as unattainably high, someone he could only look up to—and the man could not even withstand a single move from Wei Zhao, blasted away just like that, life or death unknown!

Only then did Zhao Qibing understand that opposing Wei Zhao was truly not an option, that no wishful thinking would avail him. Before Wei Zhao, Zhao Qibing seemed never to have gained the slightest advantage—so it had been in the past, and so it was now.

"Young Master Bing, the next time you come looking for trouble, you'd best have your grandfather come in person. Though I doubt even he would do—two moves at most." Wei Zhao spoke mildly. He was injured, but he let nothing show; to Wei Zhao, who was injured so often, such wounds hardly counted.

And Wei Zhao had always excelled at disguising himself after being hurt. It was precisely that disguise that had time and again kept his enemies from gauging his true depth, and time and again cost them dearly.

"Leader Wei Zhao jests. How would I dare look for trouble? I was only joking just now—ha ha, joking, yes." Zhao Qibing said with a woebegone face.

"What did I say just now? Did you not hear me?" Wei Zhao asked.

"What?" Zhao Qibing was taken aback.

"Break both your own legs, then get out of here with your people. This restaurant is mine now. And as for this man called Lei Daming—I don't want to see him again." Wei Zhao said mildly. "As for the chairman of the East Sea Chamber of Commerce, I have someone to recommend: Gu Pengzhan, Gu Mengyao's father. What do you think?"

"Uh... I'm all for it, both hands in favor," Zhao Qibing said. "Then my legs... there's no need to break them, is there?"

"In that case, you may go." Wei Zhao nodded, and did not move to break Zhao Qibing's legs after all. "The year is nearly over. Whether you live past the New Year depends on how you conduct yourself."

"Wh-what do you mean?" Zhao Qibing froze, his heart skipping a beat.

"Do you remember what I told you before—that you would not live past this year?" As Wei Zhao said this, his face suddenly paled slightly! For Wei Zhao remembered that clash with Zhao Qibing, yet he had forgotten why he had clashed with him! It seemed to have been for someone very important to him, but who that person was, Wei Zhao could not recall?

Who was it? The young miss? Xiaoshu? Or perhaps Feng Xiaoxiao? No, it seemed to be none of them! Kang **? Kang **'s girlfriend, Xiaofen? That was it... it seemed to have to do with Xiaofen, and yet it was absolutely not Xiaofen!

Then who on earth was it? Wei Zhao's mind went "boom" into chaos, as though he had lost some important memory... This sensation was not the first or second time, and it left Wei Zhao deeply puzzled.

"You... I..." Zhao Qibing naturally remembered that harsh threat from Wei Zhao. The setback he had suffered then was seared into his memory, impossible to forget in a lifetime! He had come to Songshan City full of ambition and built the Qibing Tower, only for Wei Zhao to bring it crashing down.

"Hoo..." Wei Zhao drew a deep breath. His memory had fallen into a thoroughly chaotic state. Looking at Zhao Qibing, he asked, "Zhao Qibing, let me ask you something. That first time I broke your legs and brought your tower down—what was it all for?"

"I... Leader Wei Zhao... I didn't mean to..." Zhao Qibing naturally had no idea what Wei Zhao meant, and answered instinctively.

"Zhao Qibing, why are you still here? Why haven't you scrammed?" Shen Yushu suddenly pushed open the door of the private room and came out, hands on her hips, pointing at Zhao Qibing and shouting.

She had been playing spy—Shu 007—at the door the whole time. When she heard Wei Zhao asking Zhao Qibing about this matter, she could not restrain herself and stepped out, cutting Zhao Qibing off just as he was about to say ** and stopping him from going on.

"Scramming, I'm scramming right now!" How would Zhao Qibing dare not to? He was terrified of having his legs broken again...

"Wait—that thing I asked you about earlier..." Wei Zhao did not want Zhao Qibing to leave just like that.

"Oh, Arrow-Brand Bro, don't waste words on this piece of trash. The more you say, the more you get tarred with the same brush. If there's anything you want to know, just ask Xiaoshu!" Shen Yushu said.

"Very well. Get lost, then." Wei Zhao waved a hand, signaling that Zhao Qibing could go.

Lei Daming's face was ashen. Never had he imagined that the big-breasted girl who had cursed him ** just now could be so formidable—and that Young Master Bing, always so lofty, would be as cautious as a mouse before her.

"Still not leaving? Waiting to die?" Zhao Qibing kicked the dazed Lei Daming, who snapped out of his stupor and stumbled after Zhao Qibing, scurrying off without daring to look back. At the end of the corridor the two of them picked up the unconscious Old Bi, whose life hung in the balance, and took the elevator downstairs.

Old Bi had been brought to his knees, Zhao Qibing had been sent packing, Lei Daming was frightened out of his wits—and Zhao Guangsi was left stranded in a fix.

When the lobby manager told Zhao Guangsi what had happened here, Zhao Guangsi nearly threw up from fright! Wei Zhao? He almost fainted outright! Him again? Last time it was because Zhao Fafa, ignorant of the heights of heaven and the depths of earth, had provoked Wei Zhao's woman—and the result was not only that he had fled Songshan City with Zhao Fafa, but that the hidden Zhao family had distanced itself from him as well!

But today he was innocent! He had merely been carrying out Lei Daming's orders; he had never intended to provoke Wei Zhao at all. This was a case of getting shot while lying down!

At that thought, Zhao Guangsi hastily dialed Zhao Qibing's number.

"Hello?" Seeing Zhao Guangsi's call, Zhao Qibing did not want to answer at first, but then he thought: Wei Zhao was still dining in Zhao Guangsi's restaurant—what if it was something to do with Wei Zhao? So he hurriedly picked up. "What is it?"

"Young Master Bing, you can't just abandon me! I was only carrying out Lei Daming's orders—I never meant to offend Wei Zhao!" Zhao Guangsi said with a woebegone face. "He wants my hotel and my businesses—how am I so unlucky!"

"Give them to him! If he wants them, give them to him!" Zhao Qibing bellowed, half in fury at Zhao Guangsi's failure to live up to anything.

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