Chapter 867 — Revenge Plan
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"Yes. Back when we were fighting over business on the sea, your Fourth Granduncle sent him to assist me. You should have seen him—his skill was truly formidable!" Zhen Dazhou seemed to be recalling the past. "One kick, and he sent a man flying, killed him outright—kicked his head clean off..."
"Can he handle Wei Zhao?" Zhen Yingjun had never thought much of cultivators and martial artists; he always felt they were no match for guns and cannons. But according to his father, there really was no way to use guns on a large scale in the city.
"Naturally, that's no problem at all!" Zhen Dazhou said. "He's an external-school expert at the mid Mystic rank, and according to Zhao Qibing, Wei Zhao is only early Mystic rank—so of course he can handle him!"
Zhen Dazhou himself wasn't too clear on the difference between the external school and the internal school, but he felt certain that mid Mystic rank had to be stronger than early Mystic rank.
"Then let him just kill Wei Zhao outright? But that wouldn't be satisfying either!" Zhen Yingjun felt that simply killing Wei Zhao would be letting him off too easy.
"Of course we can't just kill him outright!" Zhen Dazhou shook his head. "What we'll do is have Ma Zhu kidnap Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu. His only opponent will be that Li Fu—once Li Fu is beaten, all he has to do is seize Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu. With hostages in hand, we can threaten Gu Pengzhan into paying a ransom to get them back. And of course, we can specify that Wei Zhao delivers the ransom—have him bring it to some desolate mountain spot, and let the Musket Squad ambush him with a volley!"
"Brilliant! That way we not only get a huge pile of money, but we get our revenge too!" Zhen Yingjun's eyes lit up at his father's words. "Good, it's settled then—but only after my illness is cured! Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu—I'll play those two girls to death! Hahahaha!"
"Hahahaha!" Zhen Dazhou laughed along with his son, and just like that, a plan for revenge took shape...
Inside the Powerful Cloud Bar, Zhao Qibing said with some annoyance, "What did Zhen Dazhou take Zhen Yingjun off to do? Doesn't he want his illness treated? Why hasn't he come back after so long?"
"Not so. My guess is Zhen Dazhou wants to take Zhen Yingjun to the hospital to confirm whether he's actually sick at all," the Medicine King said, seeing through Zhen Dazhou's purpose.
"Oh? And can the hospital actually tell?" Zhao Qibing asked, startled.
"Would Young Master Bing doubt tampering done by me, the Medicine King? Rest assured, the two of them will be back very soon!" the Medicine King said. "This money, Young Master Bing, you are certain to make it!"
"Ha, then I am relieved!" Zhao Qibing nodded. "Making money like this really is something—it is just that this kind of fat sheep patient is not common. Otherwise, why would I even bother with real estate to make money!"
"This kind of patient is naturally something you can only encounter, not seek out," the Medicine King said. "By the way, Young Master Bing, this time, now that his impotence is cured, should we give him a few more ailments?"