70: The Soldier King's Supernatural Wife, Three Babies in One Child

Lu Chaoyan looked over and saw that Jing Kui was a big and strong man with a shaved head and a body full of muscular muscles. It seemed that he exercised a lot.

Sitting in the passenger seat was Zhou Cheng. She glared at Lu Chaoyan gloomily, which made Lu Chaoyan feel quite puzzled.

"Were they brought by your brother-in-law?"

"No, Jingyu may be a bit of a jerk, but he wouldn't do such a despicable thing."

Zhou Sen glanced at Zhou Zhongqin and Bai Hanyan with mocking eyes, "It's Zhou Cheng and Zhou Li, those two old guys also know.

"Whose children are those people in the car?"

"The one with the horse face in the car is Luan Wencan, the nephew of Li Mingxuan's wife Luan Shuzi. The one in yellow clothes is Leng Bo, a branch of the Leng family's great-grandfather's lineage. You have seen Qi Lin..."

After Zhou Sen gave a brief account of the background of the gangsters, the man in yellow clothes holding a shotgun in the opposite car suddenly spoke up.

"Zhou Sen, I heard that you're working as a gigolo for someone?"

Horse-faced Luan Wencan arrogantly smiled at Zhou Sen and shouted: "Is that your mistress in the car? She's not bad looking, and my waist is pretty good too. Ask her if she minds having me as an extra?"

The other people in the car laughed and used obscene language.

"Hahaha, we can do that too. It's free."

"Count me in, I'll join in."

Zhou Sen listened to their dirty talk and opened the car door angrily. When he was about to jump out, he was stopped by Lu Chaoyan.

"Do you want to solve them once and for all?"

"Of course I did. I wish I could kill these fleas!"

Zhou Sen gritted his teeth. The reason he beat them up was because of what they did. They were such bastards.

Lu Chaoyan's eyes were bright. "I have a way. Not only can I deal with them, but I can also make them compensate you 100,000 yuan. But you have to take the trouble to get beaten up."

"I'm thick-skinned and I'm not afraid. Tell me, what should I do?"

"Go down and guide them to talk about your father's death."

Zhou Zhongyun was "killed" by assassination, and it was announced to the public that the murderer had never been found, so Zhou Sen had to identify who the murderer was. Even if he was not the murderer, he would be arrested and thoroughly investigated.

Later, we will create another wave of public pressure, and even if they don’t go to labor camps, they will be skinned alive.

Zhou Sen laughed out loud, looked at Lu Chaoyan, and gave her a thumbs up, "Great, really great!"

"Remember, people like to sympathize with the weak, so don't hit them too hard."

"understood."

Zhou Sen jumped out of the car, ran to the opposite car and cursed at the young man with the gun.

"Leng Bo, if you have the guts, get down here and fight me in a duel!"

Lu Chaoyan also got off the car, took out a one-meter-long ironwood stick, and handed it to Hong Qingshan who was about to get off the car, "You just stay in the car and watch the things in the car."

He took out two mini recorders and gave them to Hua Qiang.

"Go to Zhou Sen and record their conversation for me."

The two men took the things, one stayed in the car, and the other went to Zhou Sen.

Lu Chaoyan took out another camera from her bag. It was a foreign-made camera with the most complete functions that she had picked out from among the goods that Zhang Biaozi and his friends were reselling.

She made some improvements herself and the pictures are clearer than those in photo studios and make no sound when taking pictures.

She asked Qian Hongmin to take the camera and take pictures of the faces of the gangsters and their cars as well.

And Zhou Zhongqin and the others were all included in the group of gangsters.

Qian Hongmin is not a talkative person, but he is smart. After hearing what Lu Chaoyan said, he knew what she was planning.

He nodded heavily, "Doctor Lu, I understand what you mean."

"Well, go ahead and make sure to film Zhou Sen's miserable condition."

After Lu Chaoyan finished speaking, she went to the yard to comfort Uncle Zhao, "Uncle, please go to the nearby public security bureau and tell them that Zhou Sen has caught the person who assassinated Mr. Zhou."

When the old lady heard this, she was stunned for a moment before she realized that she was going to use the country's hand to deal with these gangsters.

"Comrade Lu, I can't walk fast. You should go."

By the time he calls the police, will Zhou Sen still be alive?

"Uncle Zhao, the police came too quickly, so it's meaningless."

Lu Chaoyan said with a deeper meaning, "Just lock the door and go slowly. There's no rush."

"Ok."

The old man glanced at Zhou Sen, locked the door, and walked away step by step along the side path.

At this moment, all the young people on the big truck opposite got off.

They waved kitchen knives and wooden sticks, surrounded Zhou Sen, and hurled obscenities at him again.

"Zhou Sen, you are quite arrogant, aren't you? Now that your father Zhou Zhongyun is dead, you should show us how arrogant you are again!"

"Zhou Sen, leave your things here today and we will spare your life!"

"You useless bastard, you have to kneel down and crawl under our legs."

"How boring! It would be more fun if Zhou Sen introduced us to that beautiful woman."

"You are a bunch of idiots looking for death. How dare you scold my dad!" Zhou Sen couldn't stand it anymore, so he raised his fist and hit them.

This group of hooligans were invited by Leng Bo and Jing Kui today to intercept Zhou Zhongyun's belongings. They were also instructed by Leng Cunxin to give Lu Chaoyan a warning.

More than thirty young men, led by Jing Kui, surrounded Zhou Sen and specifically scolded Zhou Zhongyun to provoke him.

The others followed Leng Bo and came in front of Lu Chaoyan, their eyes full of lewdness.

Zhou Li couldn't hide the smile on her face. She felt unhappy with this stinky woman the first time she saw her. Today, she must destroy her face.

Leng Bo came up to Lu Chaoyan with a shotgun and whispered, "Girl, as long as you leave the things in the car, hand over the fifty kilograms of gold, and go back to the south, we will let you go."

"I'm so sorry, I don't intend to let you go!"

Lu Chaoyan took out a half-meter-long soft rattan stick from the cross-body bag and threw it at the gun in Leng Bo's hand.

The iron hunting rifle broke into two pieces as crisply as a rice tube.

The frightened hooligans stayed where they were.

Lu Chaoyan moved as fast as the wind. He snatched the hunting rifles from the other three people and broke them all by bending them against their knees.

Then, a cane hit Leng Bo's buttocks. Leng Bo wailed in pain and ran around to hide.

However, Lu Chaoyan's cane seemed to have eyes. It chased him and whipped him, accurately hitting the softest part of his body that was most sensitive to pain every time.

Leng Bo cried and yelled at his companions, "Fuck her, come on!"

His companions trembled, raised their sticks and started hitting Lu Chaoyan.

Hong Qingshan was so scared that he wanted to jump down to help her, but Lu Chaoyan looked over and said, "Don't come down!"

Then, he saw Lu Chaoyan using the small cane as if playing, to whip several young people on their buttocks, with the "pa pa pa" sounds being quite loud.

The young men covered their buttocks in pain, feeling that they would never be able to become fathers in this lifetime.

But when they lifted up their clothes, they couldn't see a single wound.