Chapter 79 — The Girl's Origin (Please Bookmark, Please Recommend, Please Give All Kinds of Support, Thank You)
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Although he did not know his master's exact identity, and Old Man Wei had never spoken of it directly, Wei Zhao could vaguely tell that his master was a truly formidable man.
He had not seen his master again for many years... All these years, Wei Zhao had missed this master dearly, for he was Wei Zhao's master in the true sense.
Although Old Man Wei had also taught Wei Zhao a great deal, it was more like the affection between grandfather and grandson, not a master-disciple bond, and Old Man Wei had never expected to be Wei Zhao's master.
With less than thirty percent of his master's arts learned, he had already seized the initiative time and again in missions, from which one could imagine how formidable his master's strength was, only that he had been too young at the time, and however diligently he studied, to truly grasp and retain thirty percent was already good going.
It was precisely because Wei Zhao remembered his master's kindness that when he saw on the girl's ring the mark of the organization his master had founded, he changed his mind and decided to lend this girl a hand.
Although his master had long since ceased to concern himself with any affairs of that organization, no matter what, this girl could still count as one of his own.
"I'll help you once. Whether you live or not depends on your fate." Wei Zhao laid the girl flat on the bed, and the bucket hat on her head slipped aside.
Her jet-black short hair scattered loose, and through the stray locks a pale yet delicate face could be clearly seen, its features exquisitely fine, its lashes long, while her two dark brows were knitted tight, as if even in unconsciousness she was in great pain.
Wei Zhao was slightly taken aback, never expecting that beneath that bucket hat hid such a stunning face, which rather surprised him. Such a pretty girl working as a killer?
Judging by her age, the girl could only be eighteen or nineteen, much like himself, and Wei Zhao shook his head, but this was her own affair, and he had no right to interfere.
From his earlier observation, the girl's wound should be on her lower body, but outside she wore leather pants that did not show blood, so he could not tell from the outside where she was hurt.
Wei Zhao was too lazy to search, and with one hard pull stripped off the girl's leather pants, and once they were off, he grew somewhat unnatural, his breathing quickening.
Although Wei Zhao's original intention had been very good, very pure, he had only, for his master's sake, extended a friendly hand of aid to this dying woman killer.
That was why he stripped off her pants to treat her wound, but if this woman killer had looked like a man killer, Wei Zhao reckoned he would not have had any particular thoughts, yet this woman killer happened to be beautiful and shapely, so Wei Zhao, having stripped off her pants, could hardly help some improper thoughts, as any normal man would have.
But what he saw next thoroughly doused the fire of desire in his heart.
The inside of the leather pants had been dyed completely red with blood, and beneath them the tights the girl wore were soaked through with bloody water, so that their original color could not be made out at all.
Shit, Wei Zhao drew in a cold breath. Like this, and she could still walk? Still run to a pharmacy? Not finding a proper place to recover was bad enough, but if she had to go anywhere it should have been a hospital. Did she really think that Divine Doctor Kang's golden wound medicine could stop bleeding in a flash?
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