Chapter 1408 — Scared Off
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"Young pup, you're quite something. A mere early-Yellow Rank fighter, and you actually managed to wound me — and when we crossed palms, you could even bounce the force back into me. Truly astonishing!" Uncle Zhu sneered. "If I'm not mistaken, you're of the Wu family of Iron Hands, aren't you? What you cultivate is precisely the outer-school art of the hands?"
Earlier, Wu Chengtian had said his surname was Wu; put together with his fighting style, it was not hard for Uncle Zhu to judge who he was and where he came from.
"Indeed — and now that you know who I am, why don't you get lost? You've wounded me; aren't you afraid of the Wu family's revenge?" Wu Chengtian's blood and qi were in turmoil, his body a misery within, and there was not a shred of strength left in him to stand against Uncle Zhu. So he could only try to frighten him with words, hoping to buy himself some time.
"Hahahaha!" Hearing Wu Chengtian's words, Uncle Zhu burst into wild laughter. "A mere family of the mundane world, and you dare boast of revenge before this old man? The Wu family — I've never once set them in my eyes! Since you've provoked me, you'll pay the price you owe. Go on, then — go and die!"
With that, Uncle Zhu made to step forward and finish Wu Chengtian off.
"Wait!" Wu Chengtian was badly startled. He had never expected his name to count for nothing — that this creature feared the Wu family's revenge not at all, and even meant to hunt him down to the last. Cold sweat broke out at once upon his brow. He did not want to die! This old man was vicious beyond reason — he actually meant to kill?
"Have you any last words?" Uncle Zhu asked mildly, in no hurry to step up and do away with Wu Chengtian. To his mind, the man was dead already, with no hope of escaping his palm, so whether he killed him a moment sooner or later hardly mattered.
"If you kill me, my boss will surely avenge me!" Wu Chengtian said. "And my old boss will never let you off!"
Wu Chengtian thought to himself: Uncle Qing, why haven't you come yet? I'm about to die here — hurry up and save me!
"Your boss?" Uncle Zhu was momentarily taken aback. "And who is your boss?"
"Uncle Zhu, this kid's playing word games with you. His boss is that little chit Tang Zhi's boyfriend!" Zhao Fafa explained, mightily pleased with his own cleverness, then turned to Wu Chengtian: "Rest easy. Once you're dead, Wei Zhao is next!"
"Wei Zhao is my old boss. My boss isn't Wei Zhao..." Wu Chengtian went on, dragging the time out.
"Gah?" At the name Wei Zhao, Uncle Zhu froze on the spot. "What did you say? Your old boss is Wei Zhao? Which Wei Zhao?"
"Which Wei Zhao could it be? The boss of Brother Ergoudan, the one who killed Jin Wudi with a single punch. Brother Ergoudan is my boss, so Wei Zhao is naturally my old boss!" Wu Chengtian said. "If I die, you're finished — your whole family is finished. When the time comes, my boss and my old boss will wipe out every last one of you!"
"Uh..." Uncle Zhu's face went somewhat dark. He felt his calves begin to quiver. Surely not? This kid's boss was Ergoudan? That ruthless bastard who had killed Jin Wudi with a single punch? And Ergoudan's boss was Wei Zhao? Wei Zhao again?
Uncle Zhu rather felt like weeping. Damn it all — wasn't this a fine way to screw a man over? Even Young Master Bing did not dare touch Wei Zhao these days, and here he was, backing up Zhao Fafa and making trouble for Wei Zhao? This little chit was Wei Zhao's girlfriend?
That was it! A flash of insight came to Uncle Zhu, and he finally understood why the name Tang Zhi had rung so familiar. Back then, when he himself had been beaten into a cripple and Zhao Qibing's legs had been broken — had it not all been because they provoked this little chit named Tang Zhi?