Chapter 2368 — Troublemaking
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Heh..." Wei Zhao smiled faintly, rode the escalator down, and walked straight toward Heaven Room Number One.
The Southeast Asian gambling king naturally deserved the treatment of the Heaven Series' Number One Room. However, at the door of the room, Wei Zhao was stopped.
"Who are you? What's your business here?" A burly man in black coldly extended an arm, blocking Wei Zhao's path, and demanded.
This man was merely an ordinary bodyguard, not even a Yellow-rank expert—Wei Zhao naturally did not take him seriously. But before Wei Zhao could reply, another man in a white suit said to the man in black, "He must be a friend of Brother Du. Please, come in!"
Wei Zhao's eyes narrowed slightly. A peak late-stage Mystic-rank expert, and he was merely a door guard? And deliberately saying something about being "a friend of Brother Du" to muddy the waters—did he think Wei Zhao really did not understand what was going on here?
Moreover, his words made it clear that he had been waiting for Wei Zhao to arrive—not the coincidence Mother Chen had described, of Chen Xi being seized by an enemy.
Indeed, Wei Zhao had already reached the door, and Zhao Guangyin's people no longer needed to hide anything. In their eyes, since Wei Zhao had come here, he was a dead man walking. One man with a special ability plus a peak late-stage Earth-rank expert trained in both internal and external arts—that was a hundred percent guarantee they could keep Wei Zhao here!
This was also Zhao Guangyin's intent. Since Wei Zhao had come, there was no need to keep up appearances. His whole performance had been a trick to fool Mother Chen, and Zhao Guangyin knew it could not possibly fool Wei Zhao.
"Oh, thank you." Wei Zhao patted the shoulder of that peak late-stage Mystic-rank expert, appearing to thank him, but in truth directly unleashing the first stance of the Frenzied Flame Eight Trigrams Palm!
And so this woeful peak late-stage Mystic-rank expert, Zhao Qisan, died on the spot without even a chance to resist! For he could never have imagined that Wei Zhao would strike at him so silently, and that the very first blow would be a killing move. He died with his eyes wide open in resentment.
Seeing Wei Zhao strike and kill, the man in black was about to say something, but Wei Zhao seized him by the throat as well and easily choked the life out of him.
Since he had come looking for trouble, Wei Zhao did not bother to pretend anything. Mercy? There was no need for mercy at all. Wei Zhao had long found Leader Zhu an eyesore. If not for the uncertainty over just whose faction Leader Zhu belonged to—and the fact that Wei Zhao had not previously been his match—Wei Zhao would have dealt with him long ago!
Of course, another reason Wei Zhao had not moved against him was that Leader Zhu was at Chen Xi's side. He surely had some purpose, but at least he could protect Chen Xi—that was why Wei Zhao had left him alone for the time being. Only now, was it finally time to act?
Wei Zhao kicked open the door of the private room and strode in. The two groups of people inside were both startled—except that the two in one group showed a flicker of delight in their eyes, while of the two in the other group, one wore a calm expression, and the other, a young man seated at the gambling table, furrowed his brow: "Brother Du, what kind of security do you have in this casino of yours? How is it that any stray cat or dog can just walk in and kick up a fuss?"