Chapter 957 — Consider It a Favor
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"My terms..." Zhao Qibing's expression changed at once, and he smiled bitterly. "I wanted the Gu Group's real estate company, but where would I get two real estate companies? If I had one, I wouldn't need to go asking others for theirs..."
"Then you can only die," Wei Zhao said. "Though you're different from the Yu and Xiao families. Your lot's idea was to have the Medicine King poison us to death?"
"No, no, how would I dare poison you?" Zhao Qibing hastily denied it.
"Wei Zhao, it was I who fabricated the order. Young Master Bing truly had no intention of poisoning you. I feared Gu Pengzhan wouldn't cooperate, so that's why I said it." Li Cihua gritted his teeth and stepped forward, resolved to shoulder the blame for Zhao Qibing! At the time, Zhao Qibing had not shown himself; if Li Cihua took all the responsibility upon himself, then perhaps Wei Zhao's fury might be diverted onto him instead.
"Oh, it was you? You're the one who said you'd poison Uncle Chu's whole family?" Wei Zhao glanced at Li Cihua and asked.
"It was me!" Li Cihua nodded.
"Oh. Then I suppose I'll just have to kill your whole family too. Zhao Qibing included, naturally." Wei Zhao spoke as though it were nothing at all.
"Huh?" Li Cihua blinked, taken aback. "But... that has nothing to do with Young Master Bing..."
"Oh, when you were going to wipe out Uncle Chu's whole family, you never stopped to think whether it had anything to do with Yaoyao, did you? So I won't stop to think whether it has anything to do with Zhao Qibing, either." Wei Zhao said, eyes fixed on Li Cihua.
"..." Li Cihua was speechless. Had he stood up to take the blame for nothing?
"Leave it to Wei Zhao, then. I don't have a real estate company, but can I pay off the debt in cash?" Zhao Qibing, having heard that Wei Zhao had already finished off Yu Bide and Pi Bo, was scared out of his wits. He was certain Wei Zhao would not hesitate for a second to kill him!
"Oh, that works too." Wei Zhao smiled. "Actually, let's call it a discount. Two hundred million will do."
"Ah? Two hundred million..." Zhao Qibing's face turned bitter again. "I only have a hundred and fifty million..."
And that hundred and fifty million was money he had only just cheated out of Zhen Yingjun and An Liwen a few days ago. Now it was about to vanish...
"You're short fifty million, are you? That's fine too. Break your own legs, and we'll call it even for the fifty million." Wei Zhao said.
"This..." Zhao Qibing hesitated. He felt his legs had only just healed, and the thought of breaking them again was truly agonizing. But then he thought: if breaking his legs could save him fifty million and keep him alive, that was a pretty good bargain! It just meant a while longer in a wheelchair, no big deal! So he gritted his teeth and said, "Fine! Deal! Cihua, get me an iron rod! For Wei Zhao's sake, break my legs!"
"This... fine!" Li Cihua wanted to say something, but thinking of Wei Zhao's temperament, he shook his head and went out to find an iron rod.
Li Cihua soon returned with the iron rod, but Wei Zhao waved a hand and said, "You do it yourself."