After the military marriage, the stupid beauty wants to run away from her husband

After the loud bang of "Kuanglang Kuanglang", the house was smashed into a mess. Zhang Zhengshan tried to stop them but was punched to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

"dad!"

"Old Zhang!"

They rushed over to check and saw that Zhang Zhengshan's glasses were broken, blood was coming out of the corner of his mouth, and half of his face was swollen beyond recognition.

Aunt Lan and the others glared at these hooligans angrily, but they dared not say anything. If they angered them at this time, they would undoubtedly get themselves into trouble.

These hooligans were probably used to being rampant. After smashing things, they saw that the men of the Zhang family were useless. As for the three women left, their eyes began to linger on their faces and chests.

"Brother Biao, this girl is not bad!" Someone said to the leader with a nod.

"Stop messing around, don't even think about it!" Wang Biao slapped the man on the head and spat on the ground. "Take everyone back."

Several thugs went to arrest several members of the Zhang family, and cries and shouts were heard one after another.

Zhang Zhengshan cursed incoherently: "You hooligans and robbers, you will be struck by lightning!"

He was held up by two people and was punched in the stomach. The pain made him bend over and tighten his back, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

The man who had been looking at Zhang Yuwan with ill intentions walked towards her. When he stretched out his big hand to grab Zhang Yuwan, he was hit on the head by the chair leg hidden behind Zhang Yuwan.

A tube of blood flowed from his head. The man reached out to touch it, then looked down at the blood on his hands. It was still warm!

He slapped Zhang Yuwan in the face and threw her to the ground, "Bitch!"

The blood made the man extremely cruel. He grabbed Zhang Yuwan's hair, forced her to raise her head, and dragged her out. The pain of her scalp being pulled made her scream.

"Ah~~"

Zhang Yuwan hit the man with the stick in his hand, but was easily snatched away. The man picked up the stick and hit Zhang Yuwan on the head.

In a flash, Zhang Zhengshan broke away from the two people next to him and knocked the man down with his body. With a "bang", the huge inertia made the two of them fall together on the broken glass beside them. Zhang Zhengshan was fine, but a pool of blood slowly overflowed from the back of the man below.

"Ah~ Someone's dead!" Zhang Ning looked at the person on the ground who began to groan loudly and twitch unnaturally, and screamed in fright.

Aunt Lan covered her mouth with her hand. This daughter's brain is really hopeless.

Those hooligans had never suffered such losses before, and their eyes were red with anger. They swung sticks at them.

The sound of a gunshot made everyone stop, "Stop!" A man raised a muzzle and fired a shot into the air, then pointed the black muzzle at the gangsters.

He was like a Dharma protector, majestic and ferocious, and the gangsters were so scared that they dared not move.

The man's eyes flashed with coldness, and he looked intimidating without even getting angry. None of the hooligans dared to look him in the eye.

"Put down your weapons!" His cold voice carried an unquestionable deterrent force, causing those people to tremble slightly in their hearts, and they dared not even think of disobeying.

Gangster: The weapon in your hand? Looking at the wooden barrel in the man's hand and the one he picked up, he put down the weapon obediently.

After all the people gathered together and squatted down with their heads in their hands, the man quickly walked up to Zhang Yuwan and carefully examined her body. Seeing that the corner of her mouth was bleeding and half of her face was swollen, there was a cold look in his eyes.

Zhang Yuwan didn't want the man to see her miserable appearance, so she covered her face with one hand and blocked him with the other.

"Let me see!" The man took her face and held it carefully in his hands, looking at the girl he had pampered like a precious flower, whose face was covered in bruises. He said with heartache, "Let's go to the hospital first."

"No, let's go to the hospital. You are responsible for keeping an eye on them." Zhang Yuwan pointed at the person squatting opposite. She really held a grudge and was afraid that he would only take care of her and forget about those hooligans.

"Xiao Chen, keep a close eye on this person." Song Changzhou gave the order without turning his head.

"Yes!" Chen Yue, who was standing outside the door, approached the group, grabbed the injured person on the ground, and threw him to them without mercy, "Bandage him."

"I'll take you to the hospital first." The man's big hands helped Zhang Yuwan stand up, and he felt the wound on her face and asked with concern: "Does it hurt?"

Zhang Yuwan leaned on his hand and shook her head. Suddenly, a wave of grievance hit her, and her tears slid down on the man's palm, breaking instantly. The man hurriedly hugged her in his arms, gently stroking her back like coaxing a child, "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

The woman's shoulders trembled, and she sobbed for a long time before she asked in a muffled nasal voice, "Why are you here?"

"I couldn't reach you and was worried that something had happened to you!" The man said lightly. He drove all the way to the largest car. It was almost a ten-hour drive, but he shortened it to seven hours.

The whole way, he wondered if she was injured? If she had been in trouble. His heart was beating like a car, jolting uncontrollably. He found her in the family quarters with almost no effort. There was so much noise, and the situation was urgent, he fired a warning shot without caring about the consequences, preventing anything more serious from happening.

"I'll take you to the hospital first." Song Changzhou had a long military background, and the pressure he just released made the Zhang family members dare not to refute.

Several people came to the hospital. The most seriously injured was Zhang Zhengshan, who had multiple soft tissue injuries and needed to be hospitalized for observation. Zhang Yuwan had a mild concussion and had medicine applied on his face. Song Changzhou arranged for the two of them to stay in the same ward for one night to observe their condition.

He settled several people, touched the woman's head and said, "Wait for me obediently!"

After the man finished speaking, his body blended into the gradually falling night.

Wu Shiliang was taken to the police station in the morning and was released in the afternoon when he was slapped by Zhang Yuwan and taken back to the police station. After being released again, he was filled with resentment. He had never been humiliated like this before, and it was by a woman, twice.

He went back and found his uncle, who was also the director of the Revolutionary Committee of the factory, and arranged for a few younger brothers to go to Zhang Zhengshan's house to search the house.

Nowadays, there are no more beatings and smashing activities, and some people who were criticized before have even been rehabilitated and returned to the city.

But the Zhang family has no background and no backing, and they have wronged the only child of the Wu family. If they want to deal with the Zhang family, it will be easy for them!

"Uncle, look at my face. You have to help me vent my anger." Wu Shiliang showed his bloody face to Wang Chengen.

Wang Chengen patted Wu Shiliang on the shoulder and said, "Okay! You wait here, I'll bring the people over later, and you can do whatever you want."

"And uncle, bring his daughter to me!" Wu Shiliang gave Wang Chengen an expression that said, "You know what I mean."

Wang Chengen smiled and said earnestly, "As a man, it's okay to play around outside. You're not a kid anymore, it's time to settle down. Didn't you like the blind date your mom arranged for you last time? Ask your aunt to find someone else for you."

"Thank you, uncle! I know it was this girl who caused me to go to jail. I must teach her a lesson, otherwise I will never be able to vent my anger." Wu Shiliang had been itching to think about Zhang Yuwan's appearance. He wished he could go there himself and take her to his usual place to play for a few days to relieve his itch.