Chapter 2949 — The Cruel Zhao Qibing
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"You think I'm stupid?" Zhao Qibing stomped a couple more times, then, his interest gone, walked off to one side and said to Master Zhao, "Grandfather, the matter of shattering his meridians and breaking his dantian is best left to you. I can't do it well, and I doubt Zhao Qilei could do any better."
Master Zhao watched his two grandsons mock each other, his face utterly blank; he merely nodded, rose to his feet, walked over to Wei Zhao, reached out, and began slapping and striking him all over his body!
Shattering another's meridians was rather difficult work; with Wei Zhao's true qi no longer shielding his body, however, it became much easier — Master Zhao need only find the right spots and strike directly.
So Master Zhao worked from top to bottom, shattering every meridian in Wei Zhao's body, then struck out to break Wei Zhao's dantian; only then did he rise in satisfaction and say, "Qibing, Qitan, see Wei Zhao home. He is our honored guest — he came to our home for a meal, so of course we must send him back!"
"Yes, Grandfather!" Zhao Qibing and Zhao Qilei answered together, cupping their fists.
"Old Mian, spread the news that Wei Zhao has been poisoned and injured — especially to the Qianshan Sect, the Jinzhong Sect, the Hidden Right family, and the Hidden Yu family. Let none of them miss it!" Master Zhao continued.
"Yes, Family Head!" Old Mian nodded in answer.
And so Wei Zhao was carried out of the Hidden Zhao family residence by Zhao Qibing and Zhao Qilei. Zhao Qibing laughed as he walked, though the look he cast at Zhao Qilei was somewhat cold and sinister; he felt that Zhao Qilei had stolen the position of young heir from him, and he was unwilling to accept it. Once they were out the door, he could not resist sneering, "Some people will truly stop at nothing to climb the ladder — selling out even their own leader. Truly a freak of nature."
"The wise adapt to circumstances, Zhao Qibing. You were nothing but a bastard son before — what makes you think you could contend with me?" Zhao Qilei retorted with a contemptuous sneer.
"Hmph, bastard son I may be, but I am still the true-born son of the current young heir, Zhao Guangyin. And you? You're nothing but a collateral-descendant whelp!" Zhao Qibing curled his lip and shot back.
They got into the car. Zhao Qibing drove while Zhao Qilei guarded Wei Zhao in the back, and all the way back to Wei Zhao's villa in the Xueshang residential compound. Arriving at the gate, they did not knock; Zhao Qibing simply pulled the car's horn, which blared like a train coming through — wailing and thundering — deafening not only the people inside Wei Zhao's villa, but the residents of the surrounding villas as well.
"What the hell's wrong with them? Who the fuck wants to die and comes driving a train through here?" Before anyone had even come out of Wei Zhao's villa, a resident of the compound who was on his way home saw a Porsche Cayenne blaring its horn up ahead, the sound shaking the heavens, and flew into a rage on the spot!
Driving a Porsche Cayenne and thinking you're driving a train? Then since I'm driving an Aston Martin Virage, does that mean I can fly it like a rocket? This man was no good sort to begin with — he had made his fortune through demolition and was a man of considerable skill, with a gray identity half underworld and half legitimate. Right then and there he got out of his car, meaning to go teach this reckless rich kid ahead a lesson.