Chapter 228 — You Dare Hit Me

At this point, Zhong Yongliang put on a frightened look as he spoke.

"Spit it out if you have something to say, and cut the useless talk. If this has nothing to do with you, I will naturally not make trouble for you." Wei Zhao frowned.

"All right. At the time I just said it offhand, that Tang Yun has gone with that kid Wei Zhao, that you have no chance left, that you might as well have forced yourself on her back then." Zhong Yongliang said this much, and seeing no change in Wei Zhao's expression, went on, "What I never expected was that those words would give that kid Zou Ruoming an idea. He actually said it was not too late to force himself on her even now, that once he had Tang Yun, he would not fear she would refuse to follow him. At the time I was afraid of Zou Ruoming's power, so I could only keep nodding along. But after I went back, the more I thought about it, the more wrong it felt. This would make me harbor a criminal. If I knew and failed to report it, once you learned the truth, Chief Wei Zhao, you would surely never spare me, so I..."

"When is he planning to carry out this plan?" Wei Zhao cut Zhong Yongliang off and seized him by the collar. Wei Zhao had long guessed that Zhong Yongliang was up to no good, but he had not expected him to be so vicious as to egg Zou Ruoming on to move against Tang Yun.

Wei Zhao did not for a moment believe things were as simple as Zhong Yongliang claimed. This scheme was in all likelihood dreamed up by that little bastard Zhong Yongliang himself. So why seek him out now to tell him all this, treating him to dinner and stalling for time...

This is bad. Wei Zhao's heart clenched as a sense of foreboding rose within him. If things were truly as Zhong Yongliang said, then Zou Ruoming's move against Tang Yun could well be tonight.

"He... he..." Zhong Yongliang had not expected Wei Zhao to grab him by the neck over a single wrong word.

"Is it tonight?" Wei Zhao's hand closed around Zhong Yongliang's throat.

"Cough, cough... Chief Wei Zhao, let go first..." Zhong Yongliang could hardly breathe. He coughed twice, his face flushed red from holding his breath.

"Where are they?" Wei Zhao gave a cold laugh, though his grip tightened a little more. If he had not yet learned Tang Yun's whereabouts, Wei Zhao would have liked to strangle Zhong Yongliang outright. "Zhong Yongliang, I advise you to stop pretending. Did you think I believed that clumsy act of yours?"

"Damn!" Zhong Yongliang gasped for air. "Damn it, Wei Zhao, you were playing me?"

Since Wei Zhao had seen through him, Zhong Yongliang simply dropped the act. There was no point in keeping it up, though he rather regretted having played the lackey for nothing all that time.

"Where is Tang Yun?" Wei Zhao loosened his grip on Zhong Yongliang slightly. He knew that if he kept squeezing, Zhong Yongliang would pass out from lack of oxygen even if he did not die.

"Ha, she has probably already been taken by Zou Ruoming." Zhong Yongliang sneered. Now that the mask was off, there was no need to keep pretending. "So? You want to hit me? Think carefully, though. If you hit me, you will never see Tang Yun again. Cackle... Go on, hit me. Hit me if you dare..."

Zhong Yongliang looked as if he had Wei Zhao completely in his grasp, convinced that Wei Zhao would not dare do anything to him now.

"Thud!"

"Ow..." Zhong Yongliang howled, clutching the bridge of his nose as blood spurted from it under Wei Zhao's blow. "You, you, you dare hit me? Believe it or not, I will not tell you where Tang Yun is!"

"Thud!"

"Ah..." Zhong Yongliang stared at Wei Zhao in disbelief. "You... you do not want to know where Tang Yun is?"

"Thud!"

If Wei Zhao had wanted to beat Zhong Yongliang to death, he would already be dead. Wei Zhao was only teaching him a lesson, and said flatly, "You will talk. Otherwise you would never have sought me out and brought me here on your own."

"If I am not mistaken, you have joined forces with Zou Ruoming to deal with me, right? You must have found someone to lie in ambush where Zou Ruoming plans to strike, then pretended to tip me off out of goodwill, when in fact you meant to lure me over there and take revenge on me. Am I wrong?"

"And the man lying in wait for me, let me think, it should be Black Panther, right? Otherwise it would not be such a coincidence that he just broke out yesterday and today you are already moving against me. Only that fool Black Panther would help you get revenge on me. He must hate me for sending him to prison, right?"

"Hmph, so what if you guessed right?" Zhong Yongliang snorted coldly. "Keep wasting time talking nonsense here, and by then Tang Yun will long have been ruined. Ha ha, hit me. If you have time to hit me, hit all you like. It is your time you are wasting anyway."

"Thud!" Another punch landed.

"You... are you crazy?" Zhong Yongliang looked at Wei Zhao in disbelief. "You... you still have time to hit me?"

"You keep glancing at your phone, which proves you and Black Panther have a secret signal. Once he is done on his end, he will notify you by text or some other means." Wei Zhao curled his lip and looked at Zhong Yongliang with pity. "But you have received no message so far, which means Black Panther has not succeeded yet, so stop trying to scare me."

"..." Zhong Yongliang drew a deep breath and clenched his fists. He felt humiliated at being toyed with by Wei Zhao like this. That Wei Zhao had guessed every thought and plan of his gave Zhong Yongliang an urge to go mad.

He wished Wei Zhao dead this very instant, but in the end Zhong Yongliang unclenched his fists. A lack of patience over small things would ruin the grand plan. As long as he tricked Wei Zhao into going to Brother Black Panther, Brother Black Panther could finish Wei Zhao off, and then his revenge would be complete.

With that thought, Zhong Yongliang swallowed his humiliation and said, "Fine, even if you guessed right, I will waste no more words on you. Come with me. Brother Black Panther is waiting for you in the unfinished building on Honghua Road in the North District."

"If you had been this obedient earlier, you could have spared yourself a beating." Wei Zhao patted the back of Zhong Yongliang's head. "Do less of this kind of stupid business from now on."

"Whew..." Zhong Yongliang gritted his teeth. Endure, keep enduring. For now I will turn myself into a ninja turtle and let you gloat for a while. Soon you will learn what tragedy means. Do you still think Brother Black Panther is the same Brother Black Panther as before?

Ha ha ha ha, just picturing the stunned look on Wei Zhao's face when he met the vastly more powerful Brother Black Panther filled Zhong Yongliang's heart with delight, and all his earlier displeasure and the pain in his face were thrown to the back of his mind.

In the corridor of the Liangbai Grand Hotel, the waiters stared at Zhong Yongliang, whose blood-streaked face looked like a pig's head. Puzzled, yet not daring to step forward and ask, each of them wondered privately what had come over Young Master Zhong today.

"Young Master Zhong, what happened to you..." The lobby manager on the first floor, a trusted man of Zhong Fabai, hurried forward to ask when he saw what Zhong Yongliang looked like.

"None of your business." Zhong Yongliang waved his hand to signal him to mind his own business.