Chapter 2499 — Broken Legs Again

You Panhu hastily flopped down onto the desk and began playing dead. He had already wasted a Lesser Restoration Pill to heal his injuries earlier; if he took another beating now, it would not only mean agony, but he had no Lesser Restoration Pills left. There was no way he could carry a whole handful of them on him every day, could he?

"Hey, quit playing dead!" Zhong Yongliang slammed his dark-iron refined-steel rod onto the corner of You Panhu's desk with a resounding bang, bang.

"Ah, I'm dead!" You Panhu declared.

"Damn you, are you trying to fool me? Think Zhong Yongliang is easy to push around? If it were Wei Zhao standing here, would you dare spout such barefaced lies?" Zhong Yongliang flew into a rage.

"Fine, then I'm alive again..." You Panhu gave a start and hurriedly sat up, asking with a bitter face, "Brother Liang, what are you here for this time? Haven't you already taught us a lesson? We get it—we won't provoke Gu Mengyao anymore. Isn't that enough?"

"It's not about that!" Zhong Yongliang waved his hand and said, "Do you know Zhao Qibing?"

"Zhao Qibing? Yeah, I know him. What do you want with him?" You Panhu was slightly taken aback.

"Good that you know him." Zhong Yongliang said, "Call him right now and get him to come out—no matter what excuse you use. I want to see him before school lets out today!"

"Huh? Summon him? Brother Liang, what are you..." Hearing that Zhong Yongliang hadn't come to beat him up, You Panhu breathed a sigh of relief, yet at the same time felt puzzled. What did he want with Zhao Qibing?

"Oh, I'm going to give him a beating. But don't tell him—if he gets scared and runs off, then I'll have no choice but to beat you instead," Zhong Yongliang said.

"I see. That's easy enough." You Panhu nodded, thinking that as long as it had nothing to do with him, it was fine. As for Zhao Qibing—who cared whether he lived or died? The hidden Zhao family and the hidden You family weren't on particularly good terms anyway, so selling Zhao Qibing out was no skin off You Panhu's nose.

"All right, call me once he's here. This is my cell number..." Seeing how readily You Panhu cooperated, Zhong Yongliang was immediately delighted. He left his number and then departed with Gao Xiaofu...

"Got it, Brother Liang..." You Panhu noted down Zhong Yongliang's number, wondering whether this fellow might be an enemy of Wei Zhao. If only he were Wei Zhao's enemy—then he could sit back and watch the tigers fight. But from the looks of it, this fellow's aims seemed much the same as Wei Zhao's. Were Wei Zhao's enemies Zhong Yongliang's enemies too?

You Panhu gave Zhao Qibing a call. The excuse was simple: someone at the school wanted to see him—someone of considerable standing.

Zhao Qibing was in the midst of contending for the position of young family head of the hidden Zhao family. Hearing that You Panhu had a friend of considerable standing who wanted to meet him, Zhao Qibing naturally drove over to Donghai Engineering University in high spirits. You Panhu then promptly called Zhong Yongliang and told him to wait for Zhao Qibing in the parking lot at the school gate.

Before long, Zhao Qibing arrived at Donghai Engineering University in his newly purchased Porsche Cayenne. He had just parked in the lot and was about to call You Panhu when someone knocked on his car door.

"What do you want?" Zhao Qibing rolled down the window and demanded irritably of Zhong Yongliang, who had knocked on the door, "Who the hell are you?"

"Damn you, Zhao Qibing, you don't recognize me anymore?" Zhong Yongliang brought his rod down on the hood of Zhao Qibing's car, instantly leaving a dent.

"You... you're Zhong Yongliang?" Zhao Qibing looked him over carefully and was instantly stunned—he recognized him! Zhong Fabai had once been Zhao Qibing's subordinate, so how could Zhao Qibing not know Zhong Yongliang? Still, he found it baffling that Zhong Yongliang would dare call himself "me" to his face. Did this brat have a death wish?

"Good, so you still recognize me!" Zhong Yongliang shot out a hand and seized Zhao Qibing by the collar. "Get out of the car! Damn you—you used to order me and my father around like dogs, and because I offended Wei Zhao, I nearly died, while you just waltzed off scot-free!"

"Are you insane? You dare curse at me? Do you know who I am? Do you know what my status is now?" Zhao Qibing was furious—how could he tolerate a former subordinate lecturing him? He shoved the car door open with a bang and got out.

"I know—you're Zhao Qibing of the hidden Zhao family, aren't you? You're exactly who I'm here to beat!" Zhong Yongliang brought his rod down on Zhao Qibing's head, instantly knocking him senseless.

"You dare hit me?" Zhao Qibing was both shocked and enraged, but he had barely gotten the words out when Zhong Yongliang's rod came crashing down again. Not daring to be careless, Zhao Qibing hastily circulated his mental cultivation formula and used his true qi to shield his body, then began [attacking], launching a kick at Zhong Yongliang!

Yet Zhong Yongliang neither dodged nor flinched. He let Zhao Qibing's kick land while the rod in his hand kept coming down on Zhao Qibing, blow after blow!

Only after kicking Zhong Yongliang twice did Zhao Qibing realize that his true qi body shield seemed utterly useless—when Zhong Yongliang's iron rod came down, it hurt just the same! Was the true qi shield useless? Or did Zhong Yongliang have the ability to break through it?

At this thought, Zhao Qibing was filled with shock and dread. To keep from being beaten bloody by Zhong Yongliang, he hurriedly shielded his head with both hands and then kicked frantically at Zhong Yongliang with both legs!

"Hell, these little legs of yours have some fight in them, huh? I'll let you kick!" Seeing Zhao Qibing guarding his head with his hands, Zhong Yongliang swung his dark-iron refined-steel rod and brought it lashing down on Zhao Qibing's right leg as it kicked toward him!

"Awooo..." Zhao Qibing let out a miserable scream. His legs were his weakest spot; although Zhong Yongliang's iron rod hadn't broken his leg, it hurt so much that he bared his teeth in agony!

"I'll let you kick, let you kick, let you kick..." Zhong Yongliang swung his arm in a wide arc, whipping the dark-iron refined-steel rod through the air with a whir, bang, bang, bang, bang, raining blows on Zhao Qibing's leg. In an instant, one of Zhao Qibing's good legs was beaten into a ruined one, and he plopped down onto the ground...

Zhong Yongliang still seemed unsatisfied. He raised the dark-iron refined-steel rod and brought it down on Zhao Qibing's other leg, his left one, hammering away furiously. And so Zhao Qibing's left leg was broken as well, and the wretched Zhao Qibing could only lie on the ground twitching...

"You... Zhong Yongliang... I'll remember you. The hidden Zhao family will not let you off!" Though Zhao Qibing had no idea why Zhong Yongliang had become so formidable, he could not help but threaten him.

"Oh, whatever. I don't mind telling you—I'm now a [badass] under Patriarch Pure Yang of the Tomorrow After Tomorrow sect. If you want to make an enemy of our Tomorrow After Tomorrow sect, be my guest! I don't mind letting my master wipe you all out!" Zhong Yongliang said calmly.

"Gah?!" Zhao Qibing was instantly dumbstruck by Zhong Yongliang's words!