Chapter 221 — The Price of Itchy Hands - "No Way!" Tang Yun Pouted: "Aren't You Helping Your Little Brother Chase Girls?"
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The four men Yellow Hair had brought stood dumbfounded. Who was this guy? Was this some acrobatic act, yanking Yellow Hair's hand out of joint and then popping it back in like nothing?
They wanted to rush forward, yet hesitated. Yellow Hair had given no order, and they had to consider his safety.
"Get him! All of you, get him! Kill the little bastard..." With his hand set, the pain eased at last, and Yellow Hair roared.
Crack. Another crisp snap as Wei Zhao wrenched Yellow Hair's palm out of joint again.
"Ow..." Yellow Hair yelped. This time Wei Zhao had used even more force. The hand was not merely dislocated but deformed, bent at an impossible acute angle.
After two cries, Yellow Hair rolled his eyes and collapsed to the floor in a dead faint.
"I should never have set it for you. You're just asking for it." Wei Zhao did not bother questioning him further this time. He turned to Yellow Hair's men, who had started forward and then hung back. "Any of you lot got itchy hands too?"
Staring at Yellow Hair's twisted hand, the four men felt their stomachs turn. What kind of madman was this, so brutal?
"N-no... no..." None of them wanted to end up like Yellow Hair, and they shook their heads on instinct.
"Oh, then it'll be you." Wei Zhao pointed at the man who had ordered Tang Yun out just now. "Tell me, was it that Boss Zou who sent you?"
"Th-this..." The man was Yellow Hair's absolute confidant and could not bring himself to betray him. Looking down at Yellow Hair on the floor, a surge of vicious resolve rose in him. He suddenly drew a dagger and charged at Wei Zhao, shouting, "I'll fight you to the death!"
Yet just as he closed on Wei Zhao, he abruptly changed direction and thrust the dagger at Tang Yun!
Tang Yun jumped with a cry and tried to dodge, but it was too late. Just as the blade was about to reach her, the attacker lurched strangely sideways and toppled toward Yellow Hair, plunging the dagger into Yellow Hair's bent palm.
Yellow Hair had already fainted from the pain, but the stab jolted him awake with a howl. Seeing his own trusted man stabbing him, he exploded with rage at being betrayed by his own side. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
From somewhere Yellow Hair found the grit and courage to yank the dagger from his wounded hand with his left and point it at his lieutenant. "Stabbing me in the back?"
"Boss... you've got it wrong, it wasn't me... I meant to stab that kid and that woman, but I don't know why, when I got close he gave my leg a light kick and the whole leg went numb, and then I fell over." The lieutenant waved his hands frantically in explanation. "I don't know how I ended up stabbing you, Boss..."