Chapter 2581 — Zhuge Junshi Makes His Move
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"Just wait. I'll come over now," Wei Zhao said. He had decided to meet this Junshi. The man was an early Heaven rank expert, so going there recklessly carried some risk—but it was the only option he had. He could hardly swallow his pride and genuinely cooperate with them, could he?
So risky or not, Wei Zhao had to take the gamble—and besides, if handled properly, the danger should be kept to a minimum!
Apart from the Raging Fire Eight-Trigram Palm, his ultimate move for fighting above his level, Wei Zhao also had Heaven's Net and Earth's Snare! If all else failed, one cast of Heaven's Net and Earth's Snare would pin the man down, Heaven rank or not—and then a Raging Fire Eight-Trigram Palm to the face would settle whether he lived or died!
Of course, if he survived that, there was still the ultimate finishing move—the true qi bomb. Even the toughest would be blown to bits. But Wei Zhao had no intention of using the true qi bomb right away; in a reception room that small, it was a tactic that cost a thousand to the enemy and eight hundred to oneself.
Especially since Wu Chengtian was already half dead, and Fatso Lai was no cultivator. Wei Zhao did not much care if he injured himself in the blast, but it would be no laughing matter if Fatso Lai and Wu Chengtian were blown to death.
"Yaoyao, something's come up at Fatso Lai's company. I need to get back to Songshan City to deal with it. Can you drive everyone to school today?" Wei Zhao asked Gu Mengyao.
"Sure." Gu Mengyao nodded. "You really do love to run yourself ragged—back last night, gone again this morning. If you'd known, you might as well have spent the night at the old villa!"
"Tell me about it. Who'd have guessed everything would pile up at once?" Wei Zhao said with a bitter smile.
With that, Wei Zhao left the villa and drove the Grand Cherokee once more toward Songshan City.
On the road, he dialed Brother Dafeng's number.
"Mr. Lin." Brother Dafeng picked up quickly and spoke respectfully.
"Dafeng, tell me—is the Junshi sent from headquarters the one called Zhuge Junshi?" Wei Zhao asked.
"That's right, Mr. Lin. How did you know?" Brother Dafeng was taken aback. "He's called Zhuge Junshi, all right—shameless, isn't it, taking a name like that? Does he think he's Zhuge Liang from the Three Kingdoms period?"