Chapter 948 — Swatted to Death by a Dog — Bang!

Before the words "two point six" could leave Yu Bide's mouth, his whole body was sent flying backward, a mouthful of blood spurting from him as he crashed hard through the broken villa doorway and landed in the courtyard!

The whole room erupted in uproar!

Yu Haitian stared at Wei Zhao in disbelief! Wei Zhao had knocked Yu Bide flying with a single palm strike? How could that possibly be? Wasn't Wei Zhao's strength gone? Wasn't he a cripple?

And in Yu Bide's eyes there was nothing but shock and incredulity. Wei Zhao's strength had not vanished? How could that be? And he, a man of repute, a first-rate fighter of the early Mystic Rank, had been routed so utterly by Wei Zhao's hand? Wei Zhao was only an inner-school fighter at the peak of the early Mystic Rank. Even standing half a grade above him, it should never have come to this.

Carelessness. It had to be his own carelessness! A wave of wretchedness washed over Yu Bide. Damn it all, that little bastard Wei Zhao had played him for a fool! He had never lost his strength at all, he had been playing the pig to eat the tiger! He had deceived him, and while his guard was down, struck him squarely, and that alone was what had left him so gravely wounded!

"Early Mystic Rank? So the Yu family has no real experts to speak of, either. The son is worthless, and the father is even more pathetic." Wei Zhao shook out his hand, a flicker of contempt curling at the corner of his mouth. "So are you ready to consider my terms now? Death, or two businesses for me, and two of the Yu family's concubines."

"If you have the guts, then kill me!" Yu Bide was so enraged by Wei Zhao's words that smoke all but poured from his seven orifices. Yet for all that Wei Zhao had been playing the pig to eat the tiger, Yu Bide had never once believed the man would dare truly kill him! He was certain Wei Zhao would not dare!

"The son's debt is paid by the father. General Mighty, it was his son who nearly beat you to death, so go and take your revenge on his father now." Wei Zhao gave the general a calm order. "Go on. Kill him!"

"Woof, woof!" General Mighty had been itching to test his own strength, and here was a golden chance with his own revenge thrown in; how could he let it slip by? He sprang up from Wei Zhao's side and in a single bound reached Yu Bide outside the door.

Yu Bide was grinding his teeth in fury. He did not dare kill Wei Zhao, first because he could not be sure of the man's background, and second because he was in no way Wei Zhao's match as things stood! He was thoroughly miserable. But now Wei Zhao had actually sent a mangy dog out to disgust him, and Yu Bide's temper exploded on the spot; he was ready to vent every ounce of his rage on this worthless cur!

Since it was this dog that had brought about his son's injuries, then today he would use this dog's blood to avenge his son! Yu Bide was confident that if he killed a dog, Wei Zhao and whatever power stood behind him could not possibly have a word to say.

So it was with that frame of mind that, as General Mighty came running over, Yu Bide suddenly raised his palm and struck out with a single blow! Though gravely wounded at that moment, he reckoned that killing a mere dog would take no more than a flick of strength.

But the very instant Yu Bide's palm came out, General Mighty leapt as well, meeting Yu Bide's hand with both hind legs!

With a "bang!", Yu Bide's body was sent flying backward once more, sailing straight out of the villa...

Yu Bide's body slammed hard into the ground, twitched twice, and then lay utterly still.

And so it was that a first-rate fighter of the early Mystic Rank died beneath the claws of General Mighty, whose strength stood at the peak of the late Yellow Rank.

With the inner-school cultivation of General Mighty, at the peak of the late Yellow Rank, swatting to death a gravely wounded inner-school expert of the early Mystic Rank posed no problem at all.

"Third Uncle!" Yu Haitian had never imagined that Wei Zhao would strike the moment he spoke, leaving not the slightest room, and in the end would have a dog beat Yu Bide to death! Terror and horror instantly flooded his face!

Yu Haitian was no martial artist and had no skills to speak of. At this moment he was so frightened that he dared not utter a single word of defiance to Wei Zhao. He ran quickly out of the villa, came to Yu Bide's side, and reached out to feel for his breath.

Gone! Yu Bide had actually died!

Yu Haitian was frightened beyond all measure. Wei Zhao dared even to kill Yu Bide, to say nothing of the likes of him, Yu Haitian!

Seeing Wei Zhao follow him out of the villa, Yu Haitian was instantly overcome with alarm. "You... what are you going to do... I'm only a follower, I came along with Third Uncle, it was Third Uncle who was in charge of everything..."

"I know you're nothing but a small fry." Wei Zhao said flatly. "Go back and tell Yu Shuixing that he owes me the shares of two businesses, and two concubines! What Wei Zhao says always holds. Tell him to get ready!"

"But... you've already killed Third Uncle..." Yu Haitian had never expected that after killing Yu Bide, Wei Zhao would go on pressing such horrifying terms.

"He was killed by a dog, not by me." Wei Zhao said flatly. "Besides, what I said was that I would kill your whole family, not just him!"

"Fine. I'll pass on every word!" Yu Haitian nodded, something like grief in his face. A moment ago they had still been the stronger party; in the blink of an eye he had to hoist Third Uncle's corpse on his back and flee in disgrace!

"Oh, then what are you still standing there for? You can scram. Don't hold me up, I have a score to settle with the Xiao family!" Wei Zhao waved his hand impatiently.

Yu Haitian gritted his teeth, heaved Third Uncle's corpse onto his back, ducked quickly into a commercial van parked before the villa, started the engine, and drove out of the villa grounds...

As he drove, Yu Haitian, choking on grief and fury, dialed the Yu family in Yanjing.

Through Yu Feng he got hold of Yu Shuixing, and at once poured out his tears and his tale. "Second Uncle, it's terrible, Third Uncle has been beaten to death!"

"What did you say? Who's been beaten to death?" Yu Shuixing was stunned, not quite taking in Yu Haitian's words.

"Third Uncle! Third Uncle has been beaten to death!" Yu Haitian repeated himself.

"Bide? He's dead? How did he die? Who killed him?" Once Yu Shuixing understood, he was thrown into a violent panic, and even the pitch of his voice changed.

"Yes, Third Uncle is dead... he was... he was beaten to death by a dog..." By the time Yu Haitian got the words out, even he found it rather bizarre...

"Huh?" Yu Shuixing thought he had misheard, and could not help saying, "What did you say? Who killed him?"

"A dog..." Yu Haitian said with a bitter smile.

"A dog? You're telling me Bide was beaten to death by a dog? Are you out of your mind? Haitian, you're not joking with me, are you? It isn't April Fools' Day." Yu Shuixing asked, hardly able to believe it. After all, the matter was far too absurd. How could his third brother, a first-rate inner-school expert of the early Mystic Rank, possibly be beaten to death by a dog?

"Second Uncle, I'm not mistaken. Third Uncle really was beaten to death by a dog!" The moment Yu Haitian thought back on the scene, cold sweat broke out all over him.

"You mean the animal kind of dog? The kind that goes woof woof?" Yu Shuixing was losing his composure as well, and small wonder. The matter was entirely beyond anything he could imagine. In all his understanding of the world, how could a man possibly be killed by a dog?

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