Chapter 2177 — What Do You Mean?

"Those four of yours..." Gao Lutong pointed in horror at the four subordinates on the ground.

"Dead," Wei Zhao said.

"Huh?" Gao Lutong had been clutching his aching arm and squatting to one side. At Wei Zhao's words he leapt up like a startled rabbit, shooting back four or five meters to stare at Wei Zhao in terror.

"What are you doing?" Wei Zhao asked.

"You... you killed them?" Gao Lutong asked, a little guiltily.

"No. I left out a word—they're dead asleep," Wei Zhao said.

"..." Gao Lutong was speechless. Damn you, you scared me half to death—I thought you were some kind of homicidal maniac! Still, as long as they weren't dead, that was fine. But he knew very well that he was no match for the man before him. Wei Zhao hadn't admitted it outright, but his four unconscious subordinates had to be Wei Zhao's doing.

"So... what exactly do you want?" Since he couldn't beat Wei Zhao, Gao Lutong had no choice but to ask stiffly.

"It's not what I want. It's what you want." Wei Zhao pointed at Zhao Shengji. "You broke his sternum."

"Brother... his sternum is broken, but my arm is broken too, and my four men have learned their lesson. How about... we just let this go?" Gao Lutong asked.

"Let it go? I snapped your arm. Your four men just didn't wake up properly this morning and went back to sleep. What does that have to do with Zhao Shengji? Are you brain-dead? Can't you do basic accounting?" Wei Zhao shot back.

Hearing this, Gao Lutong nearly **. But he was the weak one here and didn't dare offend Wei Zhao, so he could only say, "Aren't you here to stick up for him? Doesn't that amount to venting his anger..."

"I'm here to buy soy sauce," Wei Zhao said.

"Uh..." Gao Lutong nearly fainted. "Then... you tell me what to do."

"Me? You choose. Do we settle this officially or privately?" Wei Zhao asked.

"Officially or privately? What does that mean? How does official work? And how does private work?" Gao Lutong asked, taken aback.

"Official means I beat you up, break your ribs, then haul you to the school authorities. You admit you injured Zhao Shengji, and how they deal with you is the school's business," Wei Zhao said.

"How is that official? You'd still be beating me up!" Gao Lutong fumed inwardly, yet had no way out. "Then when the school authorities ask me where my injuries came from, what do I say?"

"Oh, you can say I did it. But afterward, I'll come back for revenge," Wei Zhao said flatly.

A threat! This was a bare-faced threat, exactly the same tactic he had used on Zhao Shengji, only reversed—and he really was afraid Wei Zhao would come after him later!

"Then what about settling privately?" Gao Lutong wasn't afraid of Wei Zhao's revenge. In his view, once Li Biaohan returned, Wei Zhao would be no match. It was just that Gao Lutong didn't want to lose face in front of the school authorities! If word got out that Gao Lutong had been humiliated this badly, he'd never be able to show his face at school again.

"Private means I beat you up, and then you compensate me a million," Wei Zhao said.

"What? A million?" Gao Lutong thought his ears were playing tricks on him.

"That's right. Look, his ribs are broken. Walking will be a strain from now on, so he'll need a car at the very least. And a car alone isn't enough—he'll need someone to look after him!" Wei Zhao said. "Look, he just got a girlfriend, and now he's injured. What if her family objects? So he'll need a bigger bride price. A hundred thousand for the car, nine hundred thousand for the bride price—I'm already giving you a discount."

"...I might as well go with the official route..." Gao Lutong was speechless. This Wei Zhao could really spin a tale.

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you—if you choose the private route, I still have to make you pay, so I can't beat you too badly. But if I hand you over to the school, it has nothing to do with me anymore, so you can basically kiss your jerking off goodbye!" Wei Zhao said.

"Kiss jerking off goodbye? What does that mean?" Gao Lutong didn't quite follow. What did that have to do with jerking off?

"It means your limbs, your fifth leg, and the like—you won't be needing any of them, because your hands and your pipe will both be ruined," Wei Zhao said.

"Pfft... hahaha..." Bai Weituo and Zhao Shengji finally burst out laughing, while Chai Xiaoling blushed but couldn't help smiling too.

"I'll settle privately..." Gao Lutong took a deep breath, a shadow flickering across his eyes. "About the compensation, I need to call my boss. I don't have that much money..."

"Oh, then hurry up and call," Wei Zhao said impatiently, waving his hand.

"Yes..." Gao Lutong agreed readily enough, but inwardly he sneered. He knew Li Biaohan's methods. Once Li Biaohan was back, Wei Zhao would be crawling out on his hands and knees no matter how tough he was. So he wasn't in a hurry now... he just had to think about how to make it sound suitably pathetic.

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On the outskirts of Donghai City stood a heavily guarded estate and compound. This was no hidden-family stronghold, but a branch of the renowned Fire Wolf Gang in Donghai City, and the man currently in charge of this branch was An Jianwen.

Even An Mingyue, who had once been responsible for liaising with the Fire Wolf Gang in Donghai City, had become one of An Jianwen's subordinates.

"Jianwen, I'm honored because of my son!" An Mingyue laughed heartily, his expression delighted. "This time at the Hidden Family Summit I learned a great deal. Before, I thought that as a member of a secular family and the head of the five minor families, our An family was already quite something. But now, by comparison, we were frogs at the bottom of a well!"

"True. But it worked out in that Wei Zhao's favor—letting him win so many matches!" An Jianwen had already learned the whole course of the Hidden Family Summit from his father, and he spoke with some regret. "These hidden families are far too weak. They can't even handle Wei Zhao!"

"Don't blame them. Aren't we, right now, also forced to avoid Wei Zhao's edge?" An Mingyue shook his head helplessly. "Those trash—they held some absurd summit, ended up losing everything, and handed all their treasures to Wei Zhao."

"Wei Zhao..." At the mention of that name, a cold gleam flashed through An Jianwen's eyes. If there was a chance, and he had the means, he would kill Wei Zhao and be done with it—but right now he wasn't confident enough. "Once Dr. Yin and his junior brother perfect the No. 01 serum and produce a few No. 01 test subjects, we'll do Wei Zhao in!"

"Oh? The No. 01 serum is already being perfected?" An Mingyue was instantly delighted.

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