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Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Five: A Single Word, Dry

  "What the... Where did this kid come from?" I scowled and cursed, "Get out of here!"

  "I don't want to ask about what happened between you and Shanyu in the past, after all, it's already in the past. But now that I'm back in the country, Shanyu is definitely going to marry me. I hope you won't interfere with our happiness." Lü Zihán said seriously: "Otherwise, don't think that we people from the underworld won't kill."

  I naturally heard it, and looking at my grandson's tone and tone, it seemed like he wasn't joking.

  As a man, what should I do when encountering such things?

  "Is that you, little friend Lü Zǐ Hán? Come on in and let's have a good talk about this matter. I wasn't very clear about Zhao Shenyu's situation either, just come in and tell me clearly." I beckoned to him with my hand, then made a gesture behind his back to Old Donkey, hinting at him to close the door.

  "Hmm." Lü Zi Han walked up to me and said: "My father and Shang Yu's father had arranged our marriage since we were young, it was a parental order and a matchmaker's words..."

  "No, buddy, wait a minute, tell me how to read these few words." I saw Donkey Brother had already closed the curtain door behind him and then wrote a few words on paper and handed it over.

  Lü Zǐ Hán held up the note and read it in a low voice: "I love you? Is that what this means? Just got back to the country, not very familiar with Chinese yet."

  "This guy is really stupid, I held a stool in my right hand and smashed it at his head: 'Is that your mother?'"

  He really can't take a punch, I hit him with a stool and he fell to the ground, I rushed up and kicked him, Da Gui and Lv Ge naturally wouldn't just stand there in a daze, they also rushed over.

  I just can't stand this kind of guy, who thinks he's so great one day and fears nothing in heaven or earth. This kind of guy is just asking to be taught a lesson, and he's not even married yet? He dares to come alone to my face and say that my wife belongs to him now, isn't that just begging for a beating?

  The three of us beat this son for a full ten minutes.

  All three of us were panting, the guy's head was full of blood, and his originally neat clothes were also kicked dirty by our shoes.

  "Is it almost done? Can we stop now?" Donkey brother panted and asked me.

  "It's nothing, this kind of grandson is just short of being beaten." I was covered in sweat and wiped the sweat from my forehead.

  "No, I'm saying I'm tired of hitting, otherwise I'll rest for a while and then hit the second round." asked Donkey Brother.

  "Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me!" As soon as Lü Zi heard that we were going to beat him up again, he covered his head and shouted: "My dad is the leader of the underworld, you can't hit me, or else you'll all die!"

  "What's with your family always sleeping in the mourning hall?" I'm most disgusted by people like you, relying on their father being powerful and acting lawlessly. Even if his father was a cult leader, he'd still dare to come and snatch my wife away. If his father were the President of the United States, he'd probably use nuclear weapons as fireworks.

  "You will regret saying that, I guarantee it." Lu Zihan opened his eyes and stared at me.

  "Are you kidding me? Still pretending to be cool or something? You think this is a TV show?" I kicked him in the head twice and cursed, "Still pretending to be cool?"

  "You'd better not let me leave alive."

  "Paralyzed, brother donkey, go to the back and bring a knife, let this son bleed a bit, just don't kill him."

  "Alright." Donkey brother finished speaking and turned to leave, but unexpectedly Lv Zi Han suddenly became timid and hastily said: "Don't don't don't, don't hurt me, my dad is the leader of the Netherworld Sect."

  "Hey, apart from your dad being the leader of the underworld, what else can you say?" I cursed.

  "My mom is..."

  "to him"

  The three of us grabbed stools and rushed at him again, beating him up.

  The grandson finally lay motionless on the ground, his whole body covered in blood.

  "Crazy brother, don't die on me!" Da Gui asked worriedly beside me.

  "I'm not afraid of anything." I thought to myself. Anyway, this guy is a cult member, and his background is probably not clean either. As the deputy commander of the Chongqing Special Police Brigade, it's reasonable for me to take down a cult member who preaches feudal superstition, and maybe I'll even get some kind of award or certificate for it.

  "Throw him out, he's bleeding all over, it's bad luck if he dies in our shop." I frowned.

  Donkey brother and Da Kui were also exhausted, they opened the curtain door, carried this Sunzi and threw him to the entrance. As soon as they turned around, unexpectedly Lu Zihan jumped up like a spring on the ground. Lu Zihan's face was gloomy and scolded me: "Zhang Lingfeng, right? You wait for me, you will regret humiliating me today."

  "Come on, if you've got the guts, come and fight me one-on-one!" I said as I was about to run out, but unexpectedly this guy suddenly took off running, shouting "I'll be back!"

  "I ran out and shouted at his back: 'Little grandson, you have the guts to come back, I can knock you down with just one finger!'"

  By the time I finished saying this sentence, that grandson's figure had already disappeared.

  The donkey brother walked up to me and said with a huff: "Where did this clown come from? He came in out of nowhere and got us beaten up for no reason."

  "You and Da Gui go in and clean up that blood." I said, then pulled out the phone and dialed Zhao Shenyu.

  Zhao Shanyu quickly picked up the phone and said: "What's wrong? Don't tell me you and Lu'er went begging for food and got caught by the city management, I'm not coming to bail you out."

  "It's not my wife, I couldn't have done that kind of thing. It was just a silly guy who came over earlier." I told Zhao Shanyu the whole story over the phone.

  "What? You've beaten up Lü Zǐhán?" Zhao Shān Yǔ said on the phone with an unusually surprised tone: "That's the leader of Míng Táng, although Míng Táng is a bit inferior to our Miào Fú teachings, it's also a very large heretic sect. You've stirred up trouble."

  "What's with that kid? Is his dad a master or something? He's so arrogant, coming in here and letting us three brothers beat him up like a grandson. And he still dares to call himself a master?" I said disdainfully: "Besides, he even came to steal you from me. What kind of guy is this? If I don't beat him up, am I supposed to just hand you over to him and let him take you away?"

  "Haha." Zhao Shanyu laughed on the other side: "Actually, I don't like him that much either. He's been too arrogant since he was a kid, thinking his dad is the master of the underworld, spending all day flirting with women and taking lives as if they were grass, the number of people he's killed might not even be countable on two hands. I'm also wondering how I ended up engaging our kids to him back then."

  "Cut."

  "What's wrong, sour?" Zhao Shanyu asked from over there.

  "Damn it, that kid is so annoying, why should I tolerate him? Next time don't let me see him, if I do, I'll send him straight to the police station and have him pick up soap in prison."

  "Alright you, although this Lü Zikuan is useless and has no skills, his dad indeed has some abilities."

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