Chapter 55 — It Was a Sensational Fight (Part Three)
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Of course, this was no accident. However shoddy a knockoff pistol might be, it would not burst so easily. The truth was that just before Brother Black Panther pulled the trigger, Wei Zhao had swiftly stamped a foot down on the barrel, and the barrel had warped on the spot... But all of this happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that even Brother Black Panther himself did not notice. After the gun had been stamped on, he did not even glance at it; he simply raised his hand and fired at Wei Zhao.
That was not the end of it. Wei Zhao, deciding he might as well be hanged for a sheep as a lamb, swung his leg and stamped down hard on Brother Black Panther's other hand and both his legs. The crisp crack of breaking bone, accompanied by Brother Black Panther's ever-weakening howls, made everyone present shudder involuntarily.
Zhong Yongliang's legs had long since gone weak with fright. He, Gao Xiaofu, and Zhang Naipao had hidden behind a nearby basketball hoop and did not dare come any closer...
Zou Ruoming's feelings at this moment were difficult to describe. The instant Brother Black Panther drew the gun, his heart had surged—tinged with a trace of panic. His own brother ran with the underworld, true, but even he had never handled a real gun.
"Brother Ming, he's got a gun..." Zou Ruoming's underling gaped, pointing in Brother Black Panther's direction.
"I have eyes. I can see for myself." Zou Ruoming held his breath and shot his underling a glare. At a critical moment like this, he did not want to be disturbed. Zou Ruoming felt as though he were inside a blockbuster movie. He did not share Zhong Yongliang's unease; whether Wei Zhao was shot dead or not, he could sit back as a bystander and enjoy the show.
The gunshot, the howling—but what Zou Ruoming saw was not the Wei Zhao he had imagined, collapsed in a pool of blood. Instead, he saw Brother Black Panther, with only half a palm left, howling there like a madman.
"Holy shit, no way! Ming, that gun looks like it blew up in his hand," Zou Ruoming's underling said, eyes wide.
"Don't mess with that kid from now on..." Zou Ruoming watched Wei Zhao stomp on Brother Black Panther, foot after foot, and a chill ran through his whole body. "That kid is a fucking lunatic."
Zou Ruoming was most reluctant to say such a thing in front of his own men, but he had no choice, because he was afraid his men might provoke this born berserker and bring even greater trouble down on him.
Zou Ruoming knew his own limits well. If even Brother Black Panther was no match for him, going up himself would only get him chewed up and spat out. But to cover his embarrassment, Zou Ruoming added another line: "That kid is a fucking lunatic." That way, the meaning shifted: Wei Zhao was a lunatic, and ordinary people naturally could not be compared with lunatics, so his face was saved.
As it happened, Zou Ruoming did not even need to explain. His underlings were already scared stiff. Anyone who could beat a big society brother like Brother Black Panther until he squealed and shrieked was not someone they had the guts to provoke.
"Hmph, that thing just loves to... to show off," Gu Mengyao said coldly, though her face showed some indignation. She breathed a sigh of relief seeing that Wei Zhao was fine. She had wanted to say "put on airs," but she thought the phrase was unrefined, so at the last moment it came out as "show off."
"I told you this Arrow-Brand guy was badass," Shen Yushu said to Gu Mengyao with a grin, also relieved, her face restored to its usual smile.
But the most excited of all was Kang Xiaofeng. Watching Wei Zhao trample Brother Black Panther again and again, he felt an indescribable rush of satisfaction. He wanted to go up and stomp along with Wei Zhao, but he glanced at the group of school leaders not far away, gritted his teeth, and charged over to kick Brother Black Panther hard in the crotch: "Fuck you, that's for hitting my boss!"