Chapter 583 — Tooth for Tooth

Wu Chengtian had been in Songshan City as well, only the Wu family patriarch had just been discharged from the hospital. He would not return until he had finished dealing with family matters.

Even so, it lent no small luster to the completion ceremony.

An Liwen, Su Taizao, the scions of the Five Minor Families, and the scion of the Sun family — all of them commanded vast social networks, and so the people they brought along were numerous indeed. In the great hall of the Qibing Hotel, the scene was already bustling beyond measure.

Zhao Qibing stood upon the stage, raising his wine glass high, utterly pleased with the spectacle before him. These people represented the various powers of Songshan City and even the province — which meant that his future endeavors here were bound to flourish magnificently.

"I thank you all for coming to witness the completion ceremony of the Qibing Building, the office tower of Qibing Real Estate. Let us raise our glasses and celebrate this joyous moment together!" Zhao Qibing lifted his glass and continued, "Once we have drunk this cup, we shall go and unveil the Qibing Building together!"

The guests likewise raised their glasses and drank along with Zhao Qibing. But at that very moment, a tremendous crash suddenly rang out, startling everyone present! With the crash came a trembling of the earth and a shaking of the mountains!

Someone shouted — who it was, no one could tell: "It's collapsing! The tower outside is collapsing!"

Zhao Qibing looked outside in the direction of the shout, and there was the Qibing Building — just completed, not yet unveiled — across from the hotel, crashing down thunderously amid peal after peal of explosions. Around the tower were a great many bulldozers and excavators, which not only aided the blasts in pushing down the structures surrounding the building, but also smashed the parking lot and the landscaped gardens nearby into utter chaos!

In the blink of an eye, a towering skyscraper was razed to the ground.

Zhao Qibing's eyes went wide, as though he had seen a ghost. But he quickly came to his senses — someone was demolishing his tower!

Zhao Qibing paid the guests no more heed, rushing out of the restaurant in a few quick strides, though Uncle Zhu followed close at his side, never leaving him for an instant.

Wei Zhao now stood between the tower and the restaurant, watching coldly as the Qibing Building was torn down to level ground.

You demolished Tang Zhi's house — so I demolish your tower.

Fatty Lai had put up buildings for many years, but this was the first time he had ever torn down a tower that had just been completed. Seeing a towering skyscraper brought down in an instant, he could not begin to describe the sheer delight in his heart! Such a spectacular feat — only the boss could have pulled it off!

"Who are you people? What do you think you're doing?" Zhao Qibing's eyes fairly spat fire. He had no idea where these people had come from, and they had demolished his just-completed tower the moment they arrived! How could Zhao Qibing not be hysterical?

"You're Zhao Qibing?" Wei Zhao asked, looking at him coldly.

"That's right." Zhao Qibing drew a deep breath and recovered his composure. Since these people knew he was Zhao Qibing, they surely knew his background as well! And yet they still dared to come and demolish his tower — what on earth did that mean?

Though at this moment Zhao Qibing wanted nothing more than to hack Wei Zhao to pieces — for it was Wei Zhao who had made a public fool of him! A completion ceremony turned into a demolition ceremony — Zhao Qibing had lost face beyond measure, a humiliation comparable to the deepest disgrace!

"I'm Tang Zhi's boyfriend." Wei Zhao nodded and said faintly, "You demolished her house, but you still owe me a pair of legs. And I will disfigure you as well."

"Tang Zhi?" Zhao Qibing was taken aback. But when he heard Wei Zhao speak of the demolished house, the disfigurement, and the legs owed, Zhao Qibing knew at once whom Wei Zhao meant! Was it not that pretty girl he had taken a fancy to that very morning?

What Zhao Qibing had not expected, however, was that Tang Zhi actually had such a formidable boyfriend. These bulldozers and excavators were not the sort of thing an ordinary person could assemble in such a short time!

Wei Zhao gave him no chance to speak further, but walked toward him step by step: "You won't live past this year."

"Uncle Zhu, kill him for me!" Zhao Qibing did not take Wei Zhao seriously at all. Wei Zhao had already made him lose all face; if he did not kill Wei Zhao now to vent his fury, then he believed he would never be able to hold his head up again in Songshan City — not before these distinguished guests who had come to attend the completion ceremony!

As for the consequences of killing Wei Zhao, Zhao Qibing need not consider them! These people all knew his background and would not dare to gossip. Besides, their own subordinates were hardly clean-handed, and they would not report or denounce Zhao Qibing either.

Wei Zhao ignored Zhao Qibing and simply kept walking toward him.

Zhu Bo made his move, striking at Wei Zhao with a palm. A flicker of something strange passed through Wei Zhao's eyes as he raised his own palm to meet it.

With a great boom, Zhu Bo staggered back several steps, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath caught in his chest. He stared at Wei Zhao in disbelief. Mystic rank! This man was actually Mystic rank as well!

Wei Zhao too tasted sweetness at the back of his throat, yet he did not fall back. Step by step, he kept closing in on Zhao Qibing!

Zhao Qibing was dumbstruck. He knew Zhu Bo's strength well enough — the man was an early-stage Mystic rank expert, rare even within the family. It was precisely because his father doted on him that Zhu Bo had been sent to watch over him. And yet this fine expert had been knocked back by a single palm from Wei Zhao — and had coughed up blood besides?

How was that possible? This young man before him could not even be twenty yet, could he?

Zhu Bo wanted to rush over and save Zhao Qibing, but having just traded a palm with Wei Zhao, he had suffered no small internal injury. His breathing had yet to settle, and at this moment he could not move at all — he could not even speak!

Zhao Qibing was afraid at last. He was arrogant, but he was no fool! A man who could beat back Zhu Bo would handle him like child's play. He turned around, all thought of face abandoned, and made to run.

But Wei Zhao blocked his path.

"Your legs. Leave them.

" Wei Zhao said flatly.

"I am a descendant of the Zhao family! You can't do this!" Zhao Qibing declared his identity. "My father is Zhao Guangyin."

"Who is Zhao Guangyin? Never heard of him. Some brother of Zhao Kuangyin's?" Wei Zhao slapped Zhao Qibing across the head, beating his face into a bloody mess, blood streaming down his cheeks until no one could tell where he had been hurt.

How fierce was the force of Wei Zhao's blow? It sent Zhao Qibing sprawling head over heels, unconscious.

But the very next moment Zhao Qibing came to again, for he felt with perfect clarity the agony in both his legs, and the crisp sound of breaking bone.

Two cracks rang out, and Zhao Qibing passed out once more.

Wei Zhao meant to do something more to Zhao Qibing's body, but he felt his own body growing heavier and heavier. He drew a deep breath and forced himself to steady his stance.