Chapter 4055 — Someone Else Has Come
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"Football?" Kang Jingming and the others all felt their eyelids twitch in unison.
Before they could react, Wei Zhao swung his leg and, without the slightest mercy, sent Meng Zhou flying backward several zhang once more—and the utterly dazed Meng Zhou could not even manage a decent attempt at resistance.
This time, not only did Meng Zhou, who stood at the very front, meet with misfortune; Murong Zhen and the others who had failed to react were dragged down with him as well.
One kick followed hard upon another, and Wei Zhao used Meng Zhou like a football, kicking him straight out of the cave.
Murong Zhen and Kang Jingming and the rest had it even worse. Crushed beneath Meng Zhou as he tumbled, they were sent sprawling in utter disgrace, and every one of them ended up as a human cushion. None had been struck directly by Wei Zhao, yet all came away with bloody noses and swollen faces, a thoroughly wretched sight.
Good grief—this was what he called playing football?!
Toyed with and humiliated like this by Wei Zhao, Kang Jingming and the others were now desperate enough to wish for death. Several times they tried to fight back with all they had, but each time Wei Zhao timed it perfectly, never giving them a chance to steady themselves. In a passage this narrow, once a man is sent head over heels, even dreaming of a desperate counterattack is sheer folly.
Among them all, only Zhong Yongliang, bringing up the rear, escaped disaster. Not only did he come to no harm, thanks to Wei Zhao's deliberate forbearance, but because he had purposefully used his own body to block the escape routes of those in front, he had, without ever letting it show, done them a great disservice—otherwise Wei Zhao would never have had the chance to kick with such relish.
By the time they had been kicked all the way out of the cave, not just Meng Zhou but Kang Jingming and the others as well could no longer even stand. To speak of risking their lives against Wei Zhao was out of the question; by now, even had they wanted to run, Wei Zhao would not give them the chance.
Wei Zhao raised his head and glanced around, then said blandly, "A desolate wilderness, not a soul for miles—truly a fine place to kill a man and hide the corpse. What do you say?"
Kang Jingming and the others trembled all over with fright. They had come here with only one thought: to kill Wei Zhao. Never had it crossed their minds that so many of them together would instead end up at the mercy of Wei Zhao alone, to be slaughtered as he pleased!
"You... you wouldn't dare! Disciples of the new intake killing one another—do you know what kind of crime that is?" Kang Jingming and the others hastily blustered, their words fierce but their courage spent.
Wei Zhao shook his head indifferently and said with a smile, "I don't know. But no one will find out anyway. Since you could come to kill me, it should be only fair that I turn the tables and kill you—I don't suppose you'd have much to complain about, would you? We're all adults here. We ought to look on the bright side and be reasonable. Isn't that right?"
With that, Wei Zhao was about to act at once. They had come to hinder him time and again, and he had truly been moved to murderous intent toward these people—especially given Meng Zhou's astonishingly rapid growth in strength. To leave them alive would surely breed endless trouble, so he might as well be thorough: kill them all and have done with it.
There was no one else here, after all. Kill them and bury the bodies, and heaven and earth would know nothing of it. Even if the Law Enforcement Hall investigated afterward, suspicion would never point directly at Wei Zhao. The risk was not great.
"One at a time. We'll start with you, Steward Kang." His killing intent laid bare, Wei Zhao walked slowly to Kang Jingming's side, frightening him so badly that his heart pounded in his chest and he nearly wet himself.