Chapter 1071 — Hatred to the Bone

Thinking back on the way Wei Zhao had kicked the car, and then of the helicopter being shot down, the bald man in sunglasses was now almost certain: Wei Zhao had to be a cultivator too!

The bald man in sunglasses regretted it somewhat — he had underestimated Wei Zhao! Who would have thought that Feng Xiaoxiao had a cultivator for a bodyguard? Had Feng Tianlong sent him to protect her?

"Pay for the car, and you may live." Wei Zhao could not be bothered to answer the bald man's question.

"Huh?" The bald man in sunglasses was stunned. He had never imagined that the first thing out of Wei Zhao's mouth would be a demand that he pay for the car!

"Huh nothing. You wrecked the car. Pay up, and be quick about it," Wei Zhao said flatly.

The bald man in sunglasses was choking with rage. A moment ago, in his eyes, Feng Xiaoxiao had already been a dead woman; and now — fine, just fine — not only was she alive, she had come strolling over, hale and whole, to make him pay for a car!

"Hello? Hello?" On the other end of the line, Feng Tianlong could tell that matters had taken a turn for the better.

Over the phone, Wei Zhao's voice seemed to come through, and his daughter seemed not to be dead after all! From the bald man's tone, it appeared that Wei Zhao had saved her. Feng Tianlong grew anxious at once, and kept saying hello into the phone, wanting to ask after the latest situation.

"What is all that noise? Hello your mother — hello!" The bald man in sunglasses was about to die of fury. Feng Tianlong was still yammering hello, hello, hello on the other end, and it was driving him out of his mind.

"Cut the nonsense. Are you paying for the car or not? You wrecked my wife's car — if you don't want to die, say something now!" Wei Zhao frowned. Had this man's background not been so suspicious, Wei Zhao would long since have kicked him down into the ravine.

When Feng Xiaoxiao heard Wei Zhao say "my wife's car," her joy leapt straight to her brows! Wei Zhao had never called her anything so intimate! Who would have thought that under such circumstances Wei Zhao would speak his true heart aloud!

Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes curved into crescent moons. She no longer found the bald man in sunglasses so detestable. If not for him, Wei Zhao would never have called her "wife"; and so Feng Xiaoxiao felt that this bald man in sunglasses had shown up at a very good time indeed!

If the Audi could speak, it would probably have wailed and cursed Feng Xiaoxiao as a lovesick little minx who, once she had a man, tossed aside her beloved car! She even thought the murderer of her beloved car was all right?

"Wei Zhao, hubby, this Land Rover of his — the outside is a bit banged up, but the inside looks fine? Why don't we drive it off? I'll find a place to fix it up and it'll be good as new!" Feng Xiaoxiao was rather coveting the bald man's Land Rover Discovery 4, and so she planned to make it her own.

"Oh, that works too." Wei Zhao thought about it — she had a point, and getting the bald man to pay for the car was probably unrealistic anyway, so he gave up on that idea. But if there was to be no payment, Wei Zhao was not about to let this creature off either. He snatched the phone out of the bald man's hand and asked, "Uncle Feng?"

"It's me. That's Wei Zhao, isn't it?" Feng Tianlong's voice was quite cheerful now. He had already heard his daughter's voice over the phone, so his daughter must be unharmed. Feng Tianlong let out a breath of relief, and secretly rejoiced as well!

From the sound of it, Wei Zhao and Xiaoxiao were getting along very well — Wei Zhao called Xiaoxiao "wife," and Xiaoxiao called Wei Zhao "hubby"? Then he could not be far from bouncing a grandchild on his knee, could he?

"Uncle Feng, this man seems to have come for Xiaoxiao. Send someone to take him away?" Wei Zhao said.

"All right. My man Li Yifeng is already on his way — he's my driver, you've met him," Feng Tianlong said hurriedly.

"Mm... right, I shot down their helicopter just now. Have someone clean it up. I expect everyone aboard fell to their deaths," Wei Zhao said.

"Gah?" Feng Tianlong's eyes went wide when he heard this.

Wei Zhao had shot down a helicopter? How on earth had he done it? Wei Zhao should not be carrying a gun, should he? And even if he were, could an ordinary pistol bring down an aircraft? What kind of joke was this?

"You... how did you do it?" Feng Tianlong was aghast. "What did you use to shoot it down?"

"The guardrail on the winding mountain road," Wei Zhao said mildly.

"This..." Feng Tianlong could scarcely believe it was real, but he also knew that Wei Zhao could not be lying to him about such a matter, so he had no choice but to believe him. Now was not the time for doubt. He said swiftly, "Wei Zhao, keep Xiaoxiao safe. I'll be there at once."

"Heh. All right." Wei Zhao nodded.

The bald man in sunglasses now hated Wei Zhao to the bone! The helicopter — Wei Zhao had actually shot it down? And with a guardrail off the mountain road? Was this even human?

"Let me go, or the Red Conch will never let you off!" Now that the bald man in sunglasses knew Wei Zhao's strength, he abandoned any thought of meeting him head-on. He had originally meant to bide his time, seize control of Feng Xiaoxiao, and use her to threaten Wei Zhao and Feng Tianlong; but when he heard that Wei Zhao had brought the helicopter down with his bare hands, the bald man in sunglasses resolutely dropped that plan!

That would have been no different from courting death. In front of Wei Zhao he abandoned every little trick and scheme, and merely negotiated with him in a tone of threat.

"Red Conch?" A contemptuous smile flickered at the corner of Wei Zhao's mouth. "I don't know what that is, but you'd best not provoke me — otherwise, watch out, or your whole clan may be wiped out."

At Wei Zhao's arrogance, the bald man in sunglasses nearly exploded with fury! The Red Conch was one of the international criminal syndicates, with immense power behind it! So what if you, Wei Zhao, are a cultivator — we have cultivators too! A frog at the bottom of a well!

And yet, toward Wei Zhao, the bald man in sunglasses truly had no temper left to lose. In his eyes, Wei Zhao was plainly a madman of a sort — shooting down an aircraft barehanded; ordinary men could never do such a thing!

When words fail, half a sentence is too many. The bald man in sunglasses counted himself beaten this time, and offered no more pointless resistance; he would wait for Feng Tianlong's men to come and take him away!

To him, being captured was nothing. As the second-in-command of an international criminal organization, he had been caught by police all over the world — but each time he had eventually escaped; and even when he had not, the local police, cowed by the Red Conch's reign of terror, had been forced to release him!

So he was confident that after falling into Feng Tianlong's hands, he would regain his freedom once more!

As long as he was not shot dead on the spot, there would be no problem at all. While there's life, there's hope!

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