Chapter 382 A Wary Heart
Chapter 382 A Wary Heart
Ma Dazhi subconsciously lowered his head, but Zhao Tianming's fist still landed on Ma Dazhi's shoulder. Ma Dazhi felt as if his body had been viciously smashed by a heavy hammer.
Ma Dazhi's body was like a tattered sack, crashing directly to the ground and sliding for more than ten meters before finally stopping.
Ma Dazhi coughed, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth and throat, but he remained silent, which infuriated Zhao Tianming.
"Still won't talk? Then you're all doomed today. I'd like to see who dares to be arrogant under my nose."
Zhao Tianming walked towards Ma Dazhi again. Ma Dazhi was also very nervous at this moment, finally feeling the threat of death. Obviously, if he didn't speak up, the consequences would be unimaginable.
So Ma Dazhi looked at Chen Er with a pleading look, hoping Chen Er could point him in the right direction. Chen Er clenched his fists.
Then he made a gesture to Ma Dazhi, signaling Ma Dazhi to quickly reveal his identity, otherwise he would be beaten to death. Chen Er would never acknowledge Ma Dazhi before Ma Dazhi revealed his identity.
He certainly wouldn't say that Ma Dazhi was his subordinate, otherwise, he would be implicated in the whole affair, and if Zhao Tianming became wary, all of Chen Er's efforts would be in vain.
Ma Dazhi sighed and apologized to Chen Er several times in his heart. Then, he tore off the black cloth covering his face and said with a smile.
"Lord Zhao Tianming, please don't lay a hand on me. It's me, Ma Dazhi. Don't you recognize me? I was just having tea with you." Ma Dazhi's nonchalant attitude left Zhao Tianming somewhat dumbfounded.
Zhao Tianming originally thought that since Ma Dazhi would never tear off the veil, he should pretend not to recognize Ma Dazhi and ideally beat him to death on the spot. This would allow Zhao Tianming to vent his anger. Of course, if Ma Dazhi didn't take off the veil voluntarily, Zhao Tianming wouldn't be a fool to tear it off like that.
That way, Zhao Tianming could be beaten to death. Zhao Tianming already knew that Ma Dazhi was sent by Chen Er, but he still pretended to be surprised and asked.
"Ma Dazhi, aren't you Chen Er's bodyguard? How did you become a petty thief? Or have my men wronged you?"
Although Zhao Tianming spoke very calmly, his eyes were already blazing with fury.
Ma Da swallowed hard and subconsciously took several steps back, keeping a distance from Zhao Tianming. Ma Da knew how formidable Zhao Tianming's martial arts skills were; he was no match for him.
"Lord Zhao Tianming, it was really a misunderstanding. We just wanted to play a joke on you. If there's nothing else, I'll take my brothers and leave now." After saying that, Ma Dazhi turned around and was about to leave.
But Zhang Dashu had already blocked Ma Dazhi's way: "You think you can just leave so easily? If you don't tell me the truth today, I'll make you regret it." Zhang Dashu was not going to be polite; his heart was already filled with anger.
Good heavens, he had just suffered a lot at Chen Er's hands. It was clearly Chen Er who offered his arm to him. As a lowly bodyguard, he had to smile at Chen Er. Now, he was transferring all his anger towards Ma Dazhi onto Ma Dazhi.
Just then, another masked person stepped out from the crowd. After tearing off the veil, it was revealed to be Liu Chengdong. At this moment, Liu Chengdong knew that he and his group had no chance of escaping. Since the consequences were predictable, they might as well take a gamble.
"If Ma Dazhi really can't make it, we'll fight our way out. Even if we die today, we'll still be heroes in our next life," Liu Chengdong shouted angrily, his eyes red and his lips clenched.
Liu Chengdong kept brandishing his long sword at the guards with swords, signaling them not to come closer. Chen Er felt a little helpless. It seemed that Ma Dazhi was quite tactful in handling matters when facing danger, while Liu Chengdong was too impulsive and, to put it bluntly, a reckless man.
Chen Er knew it was time for him to make a move, so he smiled at Zhao Tianming and said, "It's all my fault for not disciplining him properly, which frightened you, sir. This is my man, so I must get justice for you today." After Chen Er finished speaking, the smile on his face gradually faded.
Suddenly, Chen Er turned around and slapped Ma Dazhi across the cheek. Goodness, Chen Er really put a lot of force into that slap!
The punch sent Ma Dazhi sprawling on the spot, spinning him around several times before he finally sat down on the ground. Before he could react, he instinctively looked at his cheek and noticed it was already red and swollen.
"Ma Dazhi, what exactly do you mean? I've treated you well, haven't I? How could you be so shameful? And it's one thing to steal small things in my place, but how could you steal things from Zhao Tianming's place?" After Chen Er finished speaking, he didn't forget to wink at Ma Dazhi.
"Are you all blind? You should go steal from ordinary people's homes instead of coming here. What do you have here for you to steal?"
Zhao Tianming pretended to be righteous and awe-inspiring. Seeing Zhao Tianming's face, Ma Dazhi wished he could spit on Zhao Tianming to vent his hatred.
Especially after Zhao Tianming's punch just now, which almost broke Ma Dazhi's shoulder, Chen Er looked at Zhao Tianming and said.
"My lord, you heard it too. These petty thieves only wanted to steal some money. They all thought Lord Zhao Tianming was upright and honest, and there was nothing worth stealing. But they are my men, and I must avenge you!" Chen Er shouted angrily.
However, Chen Er's words did not satisfy Zhao Tianming. Instead, Zhao Tianming looked at Chen Er with a cold smile.
"Chen Er, what do you suggest we do? These people are stealing from me in broad daylight. Who knows what other mistakes they might make in the future? What kind of explanation do you want to give me?" Zhao Tianming said this very gently, but the threat in his words was very clear.
If Chen Er had given Zhao Tianming a good reason today, Zhao Tianming might have been able to quell his resentment.
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