Chapter 422 — He Was Struck Dumb

"Smack!"

Another slap cracked across Zou Ruoming's face. This time Wei Zhao put more force behind it, knocking the teeth loose on the right side of Zou Ruoming's mouth and splitting his lip open.

"You... did you kill Uncle Yan?" Zou Ruoming found it hard to believe. A fighter of the early Yellow rank was practically a god among men—how could Wei Zhao have kicked him to death in just a few strikes? How was that possible?

"No. I'm not like you, always yelling about finishing me off at the drop of a hat. I'm actually a very timid person!" As he spoke, Wei Zhao slapped Zou Ruoming across the face again. By now his face was swelling up like a pig's head.

"A misunderstanding... a misunderstanding... Leader Wei Zhao, my dad was the one who told me to bring Uncle Yan to make trouble for you. It has nothing to do with me! I'm just a messenger. You... please don't come after me..." Zou Ruoming knew he could not outrun Wei Zhao—fleeing would only be courting death. With no other choice, he dropped to his knees with a thud. "Leader Wei Zhao, it really wasn't my doing!"

"That's not what I'm talking about." Wei Zhao shook his head. "I'm talking about you setting your sights on Tang Zhi!"

Wei Zhao planted a foot on Zou Ruoming's face, and Zou Ruoming let out a shrill, miserable scream. "Awooo—"

"I already told you Tang Zhi is my woman, and you still went after her? Do you have a death wish?" Wei Zhao figured that if he did not give this creature Zou Ruoming a proper, unforgettable lesson, the man would never learn that there was such a terrifying thing in this world called death.

"Ah—awooo—" Zou Ruoming screamed, clutching his head. "Leader Wei Zhao, I wouldn't dare, I'll never dare again! I was possessed, I lost my senses! I'll never set my sights on Tang Zhi again—please let me go..."

"Wei Zhao... stop kicking him... what if you kill him..." Tang Zhi had been frozen stiff by Wei Zhao's ferocity, but knowing he would do this for her sake still filled her heart with sweetness. At Wei Zhao's side, no matter what danger she faced, he would always protect her...

Still, although Tang Zhi hated Zou Ruoming too, killing him was out of the question. She had no intention of letting Wei Zhao go to prison over it, so she hurried to stop him.

"Ha, he won't die. He's a long way from dying—at most he'll get stomped into an idiot. Still, that saves money on medicine. This fool won't have to waste cash buying brain-dead pills every day; he can just be brain-dead." Wei Zhao smiled.

"Don't... I don't want to become an idiot... Leader Wei Zhao, please let me go..." Zou Ruoming was on the verge of tears. Becoming an idiot would be worse than death!

"Get lost," Wei Zhao said flatly.

"Yes... I'll get lost, I'm getting lost right now..." Zou Ruoming did not dare simply scramble to his feet and run—who knew whether Wei Zhao would seize the chance to make an example of him again? To leave Wei Zhao no excuse, Zou Ruoming actually began rolling along the ground to make his way forward...

"Hehe..." Seeing Zou Ruoming like that, Tang Zhi could not help but laugh. Deep down she did not entirely approve of Wei Zhao's use of violence, but she had to admit that today felt truly satisfying—a foul breath had been let out of her heart!

If not for Wei Zhao, she would still have to endure Zou Ruoming's teasing and pawing every day, and who knew if one day she might fall into his trap!

Wei Zhao glanced at Uncle Yan on the ground, pulled out his phone, and called Qiu Lingshan.

Qiu Lingshan had just delivered Zou Tiandi and Zou Ruoguang to the traffic police department next door. On the surface, the two had committed no criminal offense—only traffic violations—which were beyond her jurisdiction, so she had handed them over directly.

She had just returned to the office when her phone rang. Seeing "Wei Zhao" on the caller ID, Qiu Lingshan immediately frowned. Surely Wei Zhao had not gotten himself into trouble again? She did not believe for a second that Wei Zhao had found a way to cure Liu Bojia so quickly—the only possibility was that he needed something from her!

Rubbing her aching temples, she answered the phone with a sigh. "Wei Zhao, what is it?"

"Someone blocked my way outside the police station. I've already subdued him—come over and take him away," Wei Zhao said.

"What?! You were blocked? By whom?" Qiu Lingshan was taken aback.

"Sent by Zou Tiandi, I'd say." Wei Zhao spoke calmly. "Hurry up. Just follow the road in front of the police station straight ahead and you'll see me."

With that, Wei Zhao hung up, leaving Qiu Lingshan so furious she wanted to curse him out. Is this you giving me orders? You dare give me orders? Qiu Lingshan was seething, yet she still had to go. She rose, went downstairs, got in her car, and drove off to find Wei Zhao...

"Isn't this just an old man? Sent by Zou Tiandi? You didn't hit him with your car, did you?" Qiu Lingshan strongly suspected that Wei Zhao had carelessly hit someone and then pinned it on Zou Tiandi, passing off an innocent old fellow as Zou Tiandi's henchman. "He could intercept you?"

"An early Yellow-rank fighter," Wei Zhao said with a shrug. "Care to be any more brain-dead?"

"Early Yellow rank?" Qiu Lingshan's jaw dropped in astonishment. She studied the old man's face closely, and her expression suddenly changed. A wanted criminal! The man before her was a wanted criminal!

As captain of the criminal police, Qiu Lingshan often pored over photographs of wanted fugitives, so this old man's face quickly matched a name in her memory.

Yan Qiyuan, a fugitive wanted for robbery and murder, at large for over two years without a trace—and now here he was!

"He's a wanted man, isn't he?" Seeing Qiu Lingshan's expression, Wei Zhao guessed he was right on the mark.

"That's right!" Qiu Lingshan nodded, a flicker of delight in her eyes. By sheer blind luck, Wei Zhao had actually caught a wanted criminal! Yan Qiyuan was indeed an early Yellow-rank fighter, no mistake—but from the look of him, Wei Zhao had already beaten him half to death, about the same as Black Panther.

Wei Zhao casually tapped Yan Qiyuan twice and woke him up. Grief and agony were still plain on Yan Qiyuan's face. A fine early Yellow-rank fighter like himself, crippled so easily? And now there was actually someone this formidable in the secular world? Judging by his age, Wei Zhao was barely twenty, wasn't he?

"Click!" Qiu Lingshan produced her handcuffs and snapped them onto Yan Qiyuan. Though she sensed no danger, Yan Qiyuan was, after all, an early Yellow-rank fighter, and she dared not be careless.

"All right, I'm off." Seeing there was nothing more for him to do, Wei Zhao made ready to leave with Tang Zhi.

"Wait—come back with me and give a statement..." Qiu Lingshan tried to call Wei Zhao back.

"Just say you caught him yourself. It's not the first time, is it?" Wei Zhao, naturally, could not be bothered to go back with Qiu Lingshan.

"But... the suspect's confession..." Qiu Lingshan thought to herself: if I say I caught him, what happens when Yan Qiyuan starts spouting nonsense?

Wei Zhao casually tapped Yan Qiyuan a few times on the neck, then said, "There. He's mute now—can't say a word." With speed comes safety.

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