Chapter 222 — Really Scared
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Tang Yun had long since covered her mouth in fright, and even a tough girl like Liu Xinwen could not help staring with wide eyes! Song Huiping went further and covered Xiaofen's eyes!
For Wei Zhao was simply too ruthless! Though he was dealing with a gang of villains, such methods still chilled all who watched to the bone! Only in Kang's eyes burned excitement!
He had once fought Wei Zhao up on the rooftop, and for men, fighting stirs mostly boiling passion, with little of terror or fear.
"For men like these, you just give them a lesson they will remember, otherwise they will keep coming to make trouble." Seeing the expressions around him, Wei Zhao shrugged a little sheepishly.
"Boss, you were so cool, can you teach me that move just now? Crack, and the other fellow's hand is ruined..." Kang looked envious.
"I can teach you, but who shall we use for demonstration?" Wei Zhao smiled at Kang.
"Uh... then forget it..." Kang weakly drew his hand back and shook his head.
The tense atmosphere in the ward was instantly lightened by this humorous exchange between Wei Zhao and Kang, and even Song Huiping smiled along. Xiaofen had perhaps seen much of life and death, and had not been very frightened by what came before, so hearing Kang's words, she smiled too.
In the afternoon Tang's mother had to go set up her stall at the snack street, and Tang Yun naturally had to go help her mother. Xiaofen was in no serious danger here, so Tang Yun prepared to leave. With Tang Yun gone, Wei Zhao found it dull to stay, and left together with her.
Kang and Liu Xinwen were left behind to look after Xiaofen, and Kang seemed to have settled his own heart. Eighteen-year-old Kang was impulsive and passionate, and though Xiaofen bore many flaws, devoted Kang had already brushed them all aside...
Wei Zhao was a touch more rational than Kang, but not by much. The beautiful campus life filled Wei Zhao with quiet joy, while those days of licking blood from the knife's edge drifted ever farther from him...
Looking at Tang Yun sitting silent in the passenger seat with her head bowed, Wei Zhao smiled. Tang Yun still wore that wronged, bullied look, as if he bullied her every day and every moment.
The car drove into the shantytown, and Wei Zhao parked it in yesterday's spot.
The shantytown had recovered its old bustle and ease, old folks sitting comfortably at their own doorways chatting with neighbors, children running about everywhere, and at the sight of Wei Zhao's car, they all crowded curiously around to have a look.
The shadow of Xiaofen's leap from the building yesterday had lifted, and Building Three had returned to its former calm.
"Shall I walk you back?" Wei Zhao frowned, for he saw that Li Erlan ambling leisurely this way.
Tang Yun hesitated a moment, then nodded with an "Mm." Compared with unreasonable scoundrels like Li Erlan and Zou Ruoming, she would far rather deal with Wei Zhao, this gentlemanly scoundrel.
In truth, to call Wei Zhao gentlemanly was Tang Yun's feeling about his manner toward herself. Though he pursued her, he never used force, and now and then he could even indulge her little temper and moods, and this steadily lowered the defenses in Tang Yun's heart toward Wei Zhao, for she had come to believe that so long as she did not nod, Wei Zhao would never do anything excessive to her.
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