On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

The soldiers of the Tiger Guard Battalion were all in high spirits, like German soldiers seeing a naked Jewish woman for the first time, their eyes full of astonishment and greed.

The assassin had never suffered such humiliation in his life. Burning with rage, he grasped Zhang Li's throat with one hand like an iron clamp, his voice trembling with anger: "Don't come over! Otherwise I will kill her!"

Upon hearing this, the warriors of the Huben Camp paused.

Because Cao Xiong was away, Zhang Dabiao, the deputy commander, pointed at the assassin and said, "Kid, who are you? Why did you assassinate our casino owner?"

The assassin was only thinking about how to escape. He had no intention of entangled with Zhang Dabiao's questioning. He just spat out a few words coldly: "Stop talking nonsense and let us go, otherwise we will die together!"

"It's impossible to let you go, but if you let our boss go, Grandpa might be able to reward you with a quick death! Otherwise, I'll make you live a life worse than death!"

"Hahahaha, I'd rather die than live? You underestimate us Tiandao people too much. Let me tell you clearly, I endured torture for so many days just for this opportunity! I will never let Zhang Li go. If you don't want her to die, get out of the way immediately!"

Zhang Dabiao suddenly stopped talking to him and just yelled into the air: "Xiao Meng, it's up to you!"

This shout was like thunder, sending a shudder through the assassin's heart. He involuntarily turned to look. However, behind him lay nothing but the mottled wall, a heart-wrenching emptiness. In front of him stood the soldiers of the Tiger Guard Battalion, standing in a circle, arms folded across their chests, watching with aloof eyes. Not a single one of them moved.

Although there was nothing suspicious around him, the assassin inexplicably felt an indescribable sense of crisis in his heart, as if a pair of eyes in the dark were staring at him coldly.

At this extremely subtle moment, the assassin suddenly felt a dull pain at the back of his head.

boom--

"Hmm..." Just at this moment, a young face slowly emerged from the shadows of the third-floor roof. With a sly smile on his lips, he gently shook the slingshot in his hand, winked at Zhang Dabiao downstairs, and said with a smile: "Brother Biao, give me a chicken drumstick for dinner!"

"Hahaha, good boy, you've got it! Let the boss stew a whole chicken for you tonight!" Zhang Dabiao laughed heartily and waved his hand. The soldiers immediately took action and tied up the assassin tightly first, while Zhang Li was carefully carried back to the bedroom by them.

Along the way, the soldiers joked with each other, and their laughter was mixed with some light-hearted ridicule of today's incident.

"This bastard dared to come to our Tiger Guard Camp's territory to assassinate us. He must be screwed, right?"

"Damn it! Everyone in China knows that our Tiger Guard Battalion is famous for its defense. How dare he come?"

"If he really takes the boss away, we brothers will lose face."

"Alas, Brother Biao is too partial to Xiao Meng. I still want to perform well in front of the prince."

Zhang Dabiao kicked the man on the butt in anger. "How dare you tease me! It's a good thing the assassin received orders to kidnap, not assassinate, or we'd be in big trouble! From now on, you must stay close to the boss. Anyone who dares to neglect or slack off will be punished!"

......

When Lin Zhen arrived, his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it. Even the usually bold Xiao Wu couldn't help but feel his legs go weak. He was silent as a cicada and didn't dare to go forward to disturb him.

He went straight to the study on the third floor.

At this moment, Zhang Li had awakened from her deep sleep and was sitting upright in a chair, receiving the meticulous care of Sun Zhitui, a renowned orthopedic surgeon in Beijing. Sun Zhitui, known as "Sun the Immortal," was renowned for his exceptional medical skills and a respected figure in the capital.

With him personally in charge, Lin Zhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He hurried forward, bowed respectfully, and said gratefully, "Thank you, Immortal Sun, for your help. Lin Zhen is very grateful."

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhitui's lips curled up into a warm smile. Without pausing for a moment, he chuckled softly, "Haha, Your Excellency, you're too kind. We're neighbors, living in the front and back yards. We should help each other."

"Lin Zhen will come to thank you in person later." After saying this, his eyes turned gently to Zhang Li.

When Zhang Li just woke up, she didn't feel anything unusual, but when Lin Zhen appeared, her eyes turned red involuntarily and tears flickered in her eyes.

It is often like this: before our loved ones show up, we can always gently hide our wounds and pretend they are insignificant. However, once our loved ones come into view, the vulnerability we have endured for so long surges out like a tide.

Seeing this, Lin Zhen instinctively stepped forward, wanting to hug Zhang Li in his arms and give her the most solid comfort.

Sun Zhitui stopped him, his tone gentle but with an undeniable authority: "Don't worry, my lord. I still need some time to treat Boss Zhang. Don't move now."

Lin Zhen nodded, then turned his gaze to Zhang Li beside him and asked with concern, "Li'er, where is the assassin?"

Zhang Li was about to raise her hand to signal someone to go outside, but was interrupted by Sun Zhitui in a more steady voice: "Don't move rashly. The assassin's methods were ruthless and nearly broke Boss Zhang's neck. You must rest now, otherwise there's nothing I can do."

"Sir, the assassin is..." Zhang Dabiao, standing behind Lin Zhen, was about to report the assassin's whereabouts when his words were abruptly interrupted. Lin Zhen spun around and, like a thunderbolt, delivered a powerful kick to Zhang Dabiao's abdomen, causing him to double over instantly.

"I don't want it to happen again." Lin Zhen's voice was as cold as frost, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, which made people shudder.

"I understand." Zhang Dabiao responded with his head down, awe in his eyes.

"Take me to see the assassin. I want to see who dares to touch my woman." Lin Zhen finished speaking, and walked steadily, each step exuding an inviolable majesty, heading straight for the unknown assassin.

......

This was Lin Zhen’s first time to visit the casino’s dungeon, a place of “education” specially prepared for those who were in arrears with their gambling debts.

The dungeon was unexpectedly clean and tidy. There was not a trace of unpleasant odor in the air. Only the dull rhythm of whips and sticks echoed in this dark space.

The assassin lay quietly in one of the cells, without making any sound, as if isolated from the surrounding noise, even his breathing was as thin as a thread.

Lin Zhen was playing with a stone in his hand and raised his chin. The prison door was opened. Zhang Dabiao knew that he was in the wrong first, so he seemed particularly active at this moment and was the first to step into that gloomy place.

"Wake him up." Zhang Dabiao quickly picked up a bucket of water from the corner and poured it on the assassin's face without hesitation.

"Wow!"

"Cough cough cough!" The assassin woke up slowly, opened his eyes, and saw Lin Zhen squatting in front of him with a smile on his face. He quickly opened his mouth and then closed it tightly.

However, at this split second, Lin Zhen suddenly stuffed the stone in his hand into his mouth.

Then, a heart-pounding "crackling" sound rang out in the air, clear and harsh.

There was a sound of teeth breaking.

Lin Zhen's hand firmly grasped the assassin's chin, leaving him no room to struggle. A sinister and sad smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, like a cold wind from the underworld, making people shudder.

"Oh, I knew you had this skill."