Chapter 213 — The Panther's Revenge
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At Black Panther's words, Zhong Yongliang's heart instantly eased. So long as Brother Panther had not come looking for trouble with him, everything else was easy. Money, was it? He had plenty of that. Brother Panther had shouldered such a heavy crime on his behalf and was even going to help him deal with Wei Zhao — Zhong Yongliang was practically giddy with delight!
"Brother Panther, rest easy — money is no problem. I'll speak to my father and get you a million up front!" Zhong Yongliang said. "But as for dealing with Wei Zhao, we need to think this through carefully. We can't lay a hand on him at school — we'll have to find somewhere else!"
"Thank you, young Master Zhong!" Hearing that Zhong Yongliang was so generous as to hand him a million on the very first go, Black Panther was set at ease. It seemed this trip had not been wasted after all — the Zhong family had treated him well, and shouldering the blame had been worth it! As for dealing with Wei Zhao, he was hardly foolish enough to strike in a public place, so he nodded. "Quite right, that will need careful deliberation. But it cannot take too long — otherwise my strength will return to normal, and then I will have no way to beat that brat!"
"Don't worry, Brother Panther, it's only a matter of a few days!" Zhong Yongliang was just as eager to be rid of Wei Zhao. The more he thought of that boy, the angrier he became — the wretch had actually dared to kick him head over heels right in the middle of class, making him lose face completely. Until this grudge was settled, Zhong Yongliang would have no peace.
"Good! Then I'll be off first. Here is my phone number." With that, Black Panther handed Zhong Yongliang a slip of paper with his number written on it. "News of my escape will be released soon, and the police will certainly turn their attention to you. I am not afraid of anything myself — with my current strength, they cannot catch me — but we must not let it drag you and your family in!"
"Understood, Brother Panther. I'll have my father get the million together and then give you a call!" Zhong Yongliang was rather moved. Brother Panther was a decent sort after all, even worrying about whether he would be dragged into it.
"No need to hurry about that — deal with Wei Zhao first." Black Panther was clearly grinding his teeth with hatred at the very mention of Wei Zhao. "Until that brat is dead, I will never know a moment's peace!"
"All right then, Brother Panther. You go on ahead — I'll get in touch with my father, work out a plan for dealing with Wei Zhao, and then call you," Zhong Yongliang said with a nod.
Black Panther nodded, said nothing more, clapped Zhong Yongliang on the shoulder, and with a whoosh leaped up onto the windowsill, then vanished into the darkness.
"My God, is that even possible? How is this any different from the martial arts masters of legend?" Zhong Yongliang stared at the empty windowsill and could only click his tongue in amazement. He walked over and looked down — Brother Panther was long gone, presumably already well away.
Had it not been for the scene that had just played out so clearly before his eyes, and for the slip of paper with Brother Panther's number still in his hand, Zhong Yongliang might have thought he was dreaming! The moment Brother Panther had gone, he hastily pulled out his phone and dialed his father's number.
It was a good while before the call went through, and the background noise was clamorous — clearly Zhong Fabai was at some dinner engagement outside, drinking. "Pinliang, is something the matter?"
"Dad, it's urgent — could you come home for a bit?" Zhong Yongliang said, unconsciously lowering his voice, even though he knew no one nearby was listening in.
"What is it? I'm out here entertaining clients, and your mother's here too — they're all old friends, it's not easy to just leave!" Zhong Fabai said.