Chapter 3395 — What Is It?
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"All right…" Yu Xiaoke nodded, yet she still began circulating her mental cultivation method, though she did not unleash it, holding it ready at all times.
The five struck at Wei Zhao simultaneously. Wei Zhao circulated his mental cultivation method to defend, then lashed out at one of them.
"Boom!" Four fists landed on Wei Zhao at once; only one man was sent flying by his blow. The technique he used was still the tenth form of the Frenzied Flame Fist.
Early Heaven rank! Wei Zhao sensed the strength of these four. Striking together as they did, even with true qi guarding his body, he was nearly made to vomit blood. He hastily circulated his mental cultivation method to repair his injuries!
The wounds were not grave, but at last Wei Zhao understood how Tang Taizhong had been hurt: one man could take on perhaps one of them, but not five. Strike at one, and the others strike at you at the same moment—it would be strange if you did not come away injured!
Had Wei Zhao's strength not far exceeded theirs, and had he not been able to swiftly mend the damage within his body, he truly would have been badly wounded.
So Wei Zhao repeated the same tactics, dispatching each biohuman one by one—though not without taking a few more punches. Fortunately, these people had no technique to speak of; their blows came straight and simple, letting Wei Zhao respond and defend with ease.
All the robbers were left sprawled on the ground by Wei Zhao. The first five he had shown no mercy; judging by how caved-in their chests were, they likely would not last long before dying. The last one, though, he had merely knocked down, temporarily unable to move.
Wei Zhao figured he should at least leave one alive, though he did not think much could be learned from these creatures.
"Lingshan, take this one into custody. The rest can be handed straight to Old Master Tang—off to the graveyard with them," Wei Zhao said to Qiu Lingshan.
"Right!" Qiu Lingshan deftly clamped handcuffs and shackles on the last biohuman. The others were plainly not going to survive; Tang Taizhong at once ordered the Tang family disciples to help haul them away.
The antiques that had been loaded into the van were all brought back and returned to their places. Tang Taizhong was deeply grateful to Wei Zhao—without him, they would have lost another fortune today. At the very least, tens of millions would have vanished.
"Young Hero Lin, thank you for your righteous aid today," Tang Taizhong said gratefully. "This humble one has prepared a small gift. I hope you will not refuse it."
"What is it?" Wei Zhao asked bluntly, without any false pleasantries.
Wei Zhao's directness left Tang Taizhong slightly taken aback—this fellow truly did not stand on ceremony, demanding his wages the moment the work was done? Then again, Wei Zhao was not with the Mysterious Investigation Bureau, so it was only natural. (To be continued.)