Chapter 1258 — My Words Don't Carry Any Weight?
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"Are the rest of you here to avenge these two as well?" Wei Zhao paid the man no more mind and raised his eyes to the remaining crowd.
"N-no, we're not—" The man closest to Wei Zhao was scared witless on the spot and flung his machete to the ground. He was terrified that if he answered half a beat too slow, two more holes would appear in his own leg.
This fellow before them was plainly a violence maniac, his hands impossibly fast. Before anyone could even see what was happening, two men were already lying on the ground. So the man had no thought of resisting Wei Zhao at all; afraid of a beating, he hurriedly threw down his weapon and surrendered.
One led to two, two led to three. Those who had been minded to have a go at Wei Zhao saw their companions surrender, and who would be foolish enough to keep picking a fight with him then?
"We don't mean to avenge anyone. We'll get lost right now—" The few nearest to Wei Zhao had already turned to leave.
"Wait. Take these two pieces of trash with you!" Wei Zhao said, pointing at Scar Bear and the underling on the ground.
Though the men were afraid and had no wish to turn back, who knew what would come of disobeying? Luckily, this one seemed to be reasonable. So long as they did as he said, nothing should come of it.
And so the few who had been leaving turned back, picked up Scar Bear and the underling, and slunk away in disgrace.
In truth, what stung these men now was nothing more than a loss of face. Whether or not they avenged Scar Bear and the underling with the slashed thigh had become a secondary matter. These were the lowest of the low, petty thugs. Scar Bear had only just risen to his position, and that by Brother Guang's appointment. Apart from the wounded underling beside Scar Bear, who was his own man, the rest had all been sent over by Brother Guang. So what they were thinking now was simply this: get back as fast as they could and report the whole thing to Brother Guang.
"You were looking for me?" Ying Ziyu studied Wei Zhao before her with a strange look. This fellow's methods were plainly savage, more so even than the punks around her. But the more it was so, the less she could fathom where he came from. Was he here to help, or did he want something?
To Ying Ziyu's eyes, Wei Zhao's arrival was far too much of a coincidence. Scar Bear's people had only just come to make trouble, and Wei Zhao had appeared and dealt with them. Yet Ying Ziyu had never set eyes on Wei Zhao, did not know him, had not even heard of such a figure.
"Ying Ziyu?" Even as she asked, Wei Zhao was sizing up the girl before him.
"You came looking for me, and you don't know who I am?" Ying Ziyu found it stranger still. From the look of him, Wei Zhao did not seem to know her either; he was only trying to make certain that she really was Ying Ziyu.
"I'm a friend of Ying Zhijia.
" Wei Zhao said.
"My brother?" Ying Ziyu was taken aback, then eyed Wei Zhao warily. "You're a friend of my brother? What are you looking for me for?"