Chapter 888 — A Dilemma
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That was strange indeed! Yet for all their puzzlement, Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu knew that Ma Zhu must surely be stronger than Wei Zhao—because Ma Zhu did not appear to be injured at all!
"Wei Zhao!" Seeing him hurt, Gu Mengyao's heart ached. He still had a bullet wound in his leg! She knew that if Wei Zhao had not come to rescue her, he would never have been injured, nor have had to trade such brutal blows with Ma Zhu. Why did he protect her this way? Merely for those thirty thousand yuan in wages? He had no need to go to such lengths at all!
"Heh!" Wei Zhao smiled at the young lady, raised a hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Wait till I kill him. Then I'll take you both home."
In that instant, Gu Mengyao's eyes grew moist, and the tears welled up despite herself. He was always so good to her...
"Mm!" Gu Mengyao nodded hard. "We'll go home together..."
"Kill me? How ridiculous." Ma Zhu scoffed at Wei Zhao's words. "I'll stand right here and let you hit me—think you can kill me?"
Wei Zhao watched Ma Zhu warily, turning over countermeasures in his mind. Ma Zhu was, without question, the most formidable opponent Wei Zhao had faced since arriving in Songshan City. Not only was the man a rank above him in strength, but he had also cultivated the Golden Bell Shield, meaning that blows of any kind were useless against him. Unless Wei Zhao could somehow surpass Ma Zhu in raw power, he simply was no match for him.
What was he to do? Wei Zhao found himself in a dilemma. In the past, when carrying out missions, he had operated on the principle that if you cannot win, run, and he had never felt any burden of conscience about it, for his master had once said: while there is green on the mountain, there is no fear of running out of firewood.
But today Wei Zhao could not leave. If he fled, what would become of the young miss and Xiaoshu? Could he simply abandon them? No, he could not.
Wei Zhao was certain that if he were to slip away, a man as arrogant as Ma Zhu would never let Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu off. And who knew what Zhen Yingjun might be capable of doing?
In silence Wei Zhao set the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art circulating within him, repairing the internal injuries he had just sustained from the shock. But because he had not entered the jade pendant's space, the effect was negligible.
"What? Not fighting? If you won't fight, then I'll hit you!" Ma Zhu laughed heartily and came at Wei Zhao once more.
Before Ma Zhu's figure closed in, Wei Zhao nimbly slipped aside again, though a hint of anxiety showed in his eyes. Carried on this way, there was no solution at all; surely he could not keep tangling with Ma Zhu forever?
Yet apart from relying on his agile footwork to dodge Ma Zhu's attacks, Wei Zhao truly did not know what else to do.