Peerless Martial Expert in the City -
Chapter 664 - 660: Young Master Zhang, something’s wrong!
Chapter 664: Chapter 660: Young Master Zhang, something’s wrong!
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Chapter Six Hundred Sixty: Young Master Zhang, something terrible has happened!
My God, what... what on earth happened? Just now, what kind of horrible torture and suffering did Master Zhang endure?
It was even more miserable than those dreadful tortures depicted in TV dramas about the Qing Dynasty, wasn’t it?
Hearing the manager’s panicked voice, Zhang Fang finally slowly raised his head, giving him a glance with dim eyes as if he wanted to say something. But as he opened his mouth, the corner of his mouth twitched in severe pain.
"Master... Master Zhang, what’s happened? Should I call a doctor for you?"
The manager took a sharp intake of breath, came up to Zhang Fang, and asked in a trembling voice, looking at Zhang Fang’s pain-contorted face.
Zhang Fang’s soul seemed to have recuperated somewhat from the shock of pain he’d just experienced. He tried to raise his hand to say something, but just as he lifted it slightly, it trembled, and he let it fall back down. The words that reached his lips turned into mere breaths. However, his eyes, which were previously dull, now seemed to exhibit an indescribable fear and panic.
"Master Zhang, please bear with it for a moment, I will call a doctor immediately," the manager said, no longer waiting for his approval. After speaking, he quickly took out his phone with trembling hands and hastily dialed the emergency number for the hospital, giving the address.
"Master Zhang, this person... how dare he be so reckless, to attack you so viciously, injuring you this badly, we absolutely cannot let this go. I am going to call the police right now and have them deal with him severely!"
After he hung up the phone, the manager returned to Master Zhang’s side. Seeing Master Zhang’s agony, and recalling his own lack of courage to make the police call earlier, he lifted his phone resolutely now that the assailant had left and there was nothing to fear.
"No... Don’t do it!"
Seeing the manager actually picking up the phone, Zhang Fang looked anxious, and finally managed to utter a firm sentence.
Are you kidding me? Calling the police is undoubtedly the best course of action after an incident like this for ordinary people, but they were far from ordinary. High-level fighters in the Bone Tempering Period calling the police?
What could the police possibly do?
How was he to explain to the police?
How would he survive in society if word got out?
Indeed, with the influence of the Zhang Family, he could pressure the police to discipline Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi might be a great fighter, but he wouldn’t dare to attack the police openly.
But the problem was, how could such a young man, already stronger than him, possibly lack any backing?
Moreover, if this issue were pursued, it had been he who had attacked Xiao Yi first, and he had already admitted it all to Xiao Yi himself.
So, for various reasons, he absolutely could not allow the police to be involved. At least not now. He had to investigate Xiao Yi’s background thoroughly first. If it turned out that Xiao Yi was indeed an unsupported pretty boy, then he could take action against him again.
"Master Zhang?..."
The manager looked at Zhang Fang, puzzled, but he did not dare to ignore Zhang Fang’s words and put down the phone.
"Phone."
Enduring the pain, Zhang Fang raised a trembling hand toward the manager, clenching his teeth.
"Here, here, Master Zhang, do you need to make a call?"
The manager hurriedly handed over the phone to Zhang Fang with a look of concern on his face.
Zhang Fang did not respond to him, but took the phone with a shaking hand, letting out a groan, biting down on his teeth hard, the veins on his forehead standing out as he tremblingly dialed a number.
He needed to make a call, to inform Young Master Zhang of their complete misjudgment regarding Xiao Yi, and more importantly, he had already spilled almost everything about Young Master Zhang to Xiao Yi. If Young Master Zhang suffered any loss as a result, the severe consequences were something he absolutely couldn’t bear or was willing to endure!
As he dialed, his heart kept praying that the man hadn’t found Young Master Zhang yet, hadn’t sought revenge on Young Master Zhang!
It couldn’t have been that quick!
Listening to the long dialing tone on the phone, Zhang Fang reassured himself, his already sweaty forehead becoming even more drenched with sweat.
Finally, a voice came from the phone, sounding like heavenly music to his ears.
"Hello, what’s the matter?"
Zhang Botao’s face revealed an expression of dissatisfaction, and his tone was very unpleasant. He hated being disturbed, especially from a good dream. Last night, he had been with a hot babe for most of the night and only laid down at dawn. At this moment, he was in the most blissful state, half-asleep, half-awake.
But his sweet moment was disturbed by a phone call.
If he hadn’t seen that it was Zhang Fang’s name on the caller ID, he would have already started cursing.
"Young Master Zhang, no... no, there’s trouble!"
Zhang Fang could obviously tell that Zhang Botao was not pleased, but in this moment, he simply couldn’t care less, speaking anxiously.
"What happened?"
Zhang Botao’s eyebrows knitted together instantly, his tone becoming even more disgruntled.
This Zhang Fang, really, it’s outrageous. Early in the morning, acting all crazy, shouting about trouble—not a good omen at all.
"Young Master Zhang, where are you now?"
Zhang Fang wanted to explain the situation to Zhang Botao, but in his panic, he realized that it was too complicated to sum up in a few words and he didn’t know where to begin. Thinking of the most pressing issue at hand, which was Zhang Botao’s safety, he asked urgently.
"I’m at the hotel, what’s up? Zhang Fang, what on earth is going on?"
Zhang Botao, who usually had a high opinion of Zhang Fang, was getting annoyed, considering that after all, Zhang Fang was just one of the Zhang Family’s bodyguards, a mere enforcer. Hearing Zhang Fang talking incoherently, he couldn’t help but feel some dissatisfaction.
"The hotel, that’s good, that’s good."
Hearing that Zhang Botao was not in the school dormitory but in a hotel, Zhang Fang’s anxiety eased, and he began to explain, "Young Master Zhang, just stay in the hotel for now, don’t go back to school. Avoid it for a while. That Xiao Yi you mentioned last time, he... he’s a martial arts expert. He came to find me just now, and I’m afraid he might trouble you."
"What? He came to you?"
Zhang Botao’s drowsiness disappeared entirely, his eyes showing a look of surprise.
"Yes, Young Master Zhang. I initially thought to have Chopsticks and the others teach him a lesson, but I didn’t expect him to be such a martial arts expert. Young Master Zhang, we were all wrong about him. His strength is even greater than mine; he’s not just someone with a smattering of kung fu!"
Zhang Fang continued his frantic explanation.
"You said? His strength is greater than yours?"
Zhang Botao exclaimed once more, almost jumping out of bed.
He knew of Zhang Fang’s strength—genuine Bone Tempering Period. That country bumpkin Xiao Yi actually had greater strength than him?
"Yes... yes, Young Master Zhang, it’s not because I... no... I really tried my best. Not only is his strength profound, but he also uses long needles skillfully, mastering human acupoints..."
Remembering the long needles in Xiao Yi’s hands, Zhang Fang’s pupils contracted once more, and even his voice began to tremble. He was truly frightened to his core.
He had never imagined that the world contained such terrifying needle techniques, never thought that such a fine needle, which he would generally not give a second glance, could create such agonizing pain when it pierced the flesh!
The pain went beyond the limits of human endurance. Even when Xiao Yi had shattered his arm bones with pure internal energy, that piercing, bone-deep pain couldn’t compare to the agony caused by Xiao Yi’s slender needles!
Thinking of Xiao Yi’s needles, he even stopped talking for a while. After shivering uncontrollably, he recovered from that nightmarish sensation, insisting anxiously, "So, Young Master Zhang, stay in the hotel for a while, and wait until we look further into this guy’s background. Then we can plan for the long-term."
"Thump!"
Zhang Botao threw his phone violently away.
The muscles on his face twisted, and his eyes revealed a bizarre and terrifying gaze.
It had taken him a lot of effort to pull himself out of the depression from last time, and he had thought that this time, he could easily deal with that country bumpkin Xiao Yi, even looking forward to seeing his pitiful misery.
But instead, he received such news, the very last thing he wanted to hear!
Not only was Xiao Yi, the bumpkin, fine, but he was also a martial arts expert, even more skilled than Zhang Fang...
Knowing Zhang Fang, he realized from Zhang Fang’s tone that what was said must be utterly true. If Zhang Fang hadn’t been truly defeated by Xiao Yi and humbled, he would never speak with such a tone or say such things...
How ridiculous, such a bumpkin turned out to be a martial arts expert!
Zhang Botao, he now had to fear him, to avoid going to school just because of this bumpkin!
Thinking of Zhang Fang’s words, Zhang Botao’s mind involuntarily pictured Xiao Yi’s loathsome pretty boy face, his odious smile, the way he must be strutting arrogantly right now, and he even imagined Xiao Yi’s despised face looking down at him with scorn. His chest burned with rage, growing fiercer and fiercer until his whole being felt ignited. He slammed his hand down hard on the bedside table beside him, his eyes bloodshot.
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