The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

Enraged, Lu Zheng didn't wait for the fist to touch him before striking with lightning speed, grabbing the man's collar and catching the thunderous punch with his other hand. He instantly dissipated the force, his five fingers moving up the man's thick arm, stopping at the elbow and snapping the elbow with a crisp "crack," deftly dislocating the man's elbow joint.

Mr. Wan screamed in pain, and his mountain-like body rolled on the ground, unable to get up.

This combo left Nie Suwen speechless.

Although Lu Zheng did not join the army, he was surrounded by his maternal grandfather's guard platoon since childhood, and each of them was an expert in grappling. How could Lu Zheng not know how to do it?

By the time she came to her senses, Lu Zheng was already gritting his teeth and yelling at her, "Aren't you coming over here?" He looked like a fire-breathing Tyrannosaurus Rex.

She awkwardly got up, but before she could take a step, he pulled her over. Suwen stumbled and bumped into his strong chest, seeing stars.

"Is this your terrible idea? You'll only be happy if you sell yourself into this mess?" He lashed out at her with fury.

Suwen lowered her head and complained in a muffled voice, "Have you been holding back your anger for too long? Is that why you're so irritable?"

"..." His cold, handsome face twitched.

I was both angry and helpless.

He glared at her and walked on angrily. After a few steps, he stopped, turned back, and stared at her fiercely: "Aren't you coming with me?"

Su Wen glanced at the half-dead fat pig on the ground, then at the person on the verge of going berserk, hesitated for a moment, and stood still, saying, "Wait a minute."

Then she ran over, picked up her high heels that had fallen to the ground, and gave Mr. Wan a good beating: "I'll teach you to take advantage of me again, I'll teach you to look down on women, humph, I'll make sure you're paralyzed today!"

Then she straightened up, put her high heels back on, raised her eight-inch heeled right foot, and kicked the man's penis hard.

Mr. Wan lay on the ground, his entire face contorted with fat, emitting a mournful cry like a pig being slaughtered.

Suwen rubbed his hands together with satisfaction: "That's a wrap."

He's like a child who never grew up. Lu Zheng, standing at a distance, looked helpless.

Su Wen may be ignorant of her own limitations, but Lu Zheng is well aware of this. Although this Boss Wan is notorious for his despicable character and underhanded methods, he still has powerful connections. Su Wen took advantage of him today and became greedy, forgetting that she is still bound by an endorsement contract. If Boss Wan settles the score later, she will be powerless to do anything about it.

He sighed deeply. Oh well, she's his wife, so he'll have to do the hard work of cleaning up the mess.

However, it was obvious that Lu Zheng had thought too far ahead. He didn't expect that fat man to have such a strong recovery ability. Before they even reached the parking lot, Boss Wan got up with his dislocated arm and made a phone call for help.

As soon as the elevator door on the basement floor opened, Lu Zheng had a feeling something was wrong. Just as he was about to close the elevator door, a dark light flashed, and a metal rod suddenly appeared, blocking the door from closing.

As night fell, the incandescent lights in the parking lot made people's faces look ferocious. Su Wen roughly counted that there were at least twenty people holding weapons waiting for them at the entrance.

Lu Zheng subtly pulled Su Wen behind him, as if he wanted to make her invisible.

The man blocking the elevator door had a scarred face and a menacing look. He was on his phone, saying, "Yes, boss, we've stopped them. A man and a woman... We'll handle the man, but you can deal with the woman yourself..."

Suwen felt Lu Zheng tighten his grip on her hand, squeezing so hard it hurt her bones, and her palm was damp with a thin layer of sweat. But Suwen dared not make a sound; she knew the situation was tense, and the slightest movement could break the standoff.

The man hung up the phone and walked up to them with a forced smile: "Young Master Lu, you heard it too. We have to do what the higher-ups say. I know you're delicate and fragile, and weapons don't discriminate when it starts fighting. If you get hurt, it's hard to say what will happen. What the boss wants is this woman. As long as you hand her over to us, we'll make sure you get home safely."

Suwen trembled slightly, then gripped her hand even tighter.

Lu Zheng laughed loudly: "If you want to fight, then fight! Stop talking nonsense! What kind of man am I if I can't even protect my own woman?"

After saying that, he shoved Suwen into the corner behind him, rolled up his sleeves, and stood at the elevator entrance, looking every bit the part of a man who could hold off ten thousand men.

The man gritted his teeth: "Then don't blame me for being impolite!"

With a wave of his hand, the men behind him surged out. Lu Zheng remained calm and focused, taking on the leader first. He swiftly dodged the oncoming iron bar, grabbed the man by the collar, and slammed him out. With a loud crash, the man dropped the iron bar and flew a long way, landing on a slightly worn Jetta, causing the windshield to crack with a spiderweb pattern.

Upon seeing this scene, the people behind hesitated for a moment, but a few of the bolder ones shouted, "What are you afraid of? Let's all go!"

Lu Zheng grinned, not angry but amused. Coming together would save trouble.

He attacked in all directions, punching and kicking, taking down two more in the blink of an eye. One of the more ruthless ones, wielding a switchblade that gleamed eerily under the fluorescent light, suddenly attacked from behind while Lu Zheng was focused on one side—

"Lu Zheng—" Su Wen screamed in despair.

Without turning his head, Lu Zheng bent his elbow and rammed the man behind him. Before the man's knife could fall, he rolled to the ground clutching his stomach, screaming in pain.

These people only knew he had some skills, but they didn't expect him to be such a good fighter. They were furious and started making phone calls to call for backup.

Although Lu Zheng remained calm, he was gradually finding himself outnumbered and armed, and his opponents were slowly putting up a fight. They were trying to wear him down through attrition warfare.

Su Wen broke out in a cold sweat; the slight effects of the alcohol had long since dissipated from her body, and she now deeply regretted her actions. She should have been thankful that Mr. Wan hadn't succeeded; she shouldn't have tried to be so reckless. She had acted impulsively due to the alcohol, venting all the grievances she had suffered at Lu Zheng's hands these past few days on this lecherous old man. She never expected to cause such a disaster.

While seven or eight people were lying on the ground unable to get up, Su Wen suddenly rushed out of the elevator and shouted, "Stop—stop fighting!"

Lu Zheng was holding two thugs in his arms when he heard her shout. He let go of them, and the two tumbled to the ground with cries of "Ouch!"

He stood in front of her, bewildered, his eyes almost bloodshot with rage. He was still trying to process what she was seeing. Suwen looked at him as if she were seeing a demon crawling out of hell.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she rushed over to gently take his hand, patting it reassuringly. She told him with her eyes: It's okay.

Lu Zheng was puzzled. She had already slowly withdrawn her hand and walked in front of him.

Lu Zheng stared at her nervously, waiting for the thugs to make a move so he could rush up and pull her back.

Compared to Su Wen, he was much calmer. He walked directly up to the scarred man who was leading the group and asked unhurriedly, "You guys don't look like small fry. Which district are you from? Who's the boss?"

那刀疤被陆铮揍得满脸是血，这会子怒气正大呢，喷出口含血的唾沫：“怎么着，知道自己逃不掉了所以来认错了？行啊，跪下来给哥哥舔舒服了就饶你一命。老子上头的人，说出来能吓掉你半边胆儿！”

"You beast!" Hearing his woman being insulted, Lu Zheng could no longer bear to watch. His fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and he was about to rush forward to fight again.

Suwen glanced back at him gently, her gaze calm, and shook her head slightly.

The raised fist landed in mid-air.

"Heh," Su Wen chuckled, turning back to the scarred face, not even bothering to raise an eyebrow, "Do you know who I am?"

The scarred man grinned lewdly: "Brother, I really don't know. But if you serve me well tonight, brother will find out, won't he?"

Suwen smiled, but her smile turned cold. She said, word by word, "Half into the river breeze, half into the clouds."

The scarred man's face turned pale, and he looked at Nie Suwen with disbelief, probably thinking she was just guessing.

Suwen was not in a hurry. She slowly walked to his side, lowered her head and whispered something in his ear.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene. Lu Zheng felt furious. Who told her to do this? These few small fry weren't even enough for him to practice his strength on.

Just as he was about to pull her back, the scarred man suddenly waved his hand and said, "Pack your weapons and go back!"

Su Wen slowly curled the corners of her lips, stood aside with her arms crossed, and watched the group of people disperse, their faces bruised and swollen, covered in dust. Only Scarface remained. Su Wen wasn't satisfied yet, and said with a half-serious smile, "Thank you so much for today. I will definitely remember this great kindness. Please give my regards to Brother Feng and Brother Yun."

The scarred man was terrified. Oh dear, he had offended this lady. He even forgot to beg for mercy and ran away with his head in his hands.

So the empty parking lot was now empty except for the two of them, and compared to the thrilling scene just now, it was eerily quiet.

Lu Zheng glanced at her sideways, and that look made her feel incredibly guilty. She quickly tilted her head and pretended to look around, asking, "Did you drive here? Where's your car?"

He frowned, snorted, and walked ahead without saying a word.

He pressed the remote control, and one of the few cars lit up. Suwen quickly followed and spontaneously opened the passenger door and got in.

Lu Zheng simply sat there, not starting the car at all. His gaze was fixed on the road ahead, peering through the windshield.

Suwen fastened her seatbelt and then realized he hadn't moved. She thought to herself, "This man is as stubborn as a child. Isn't it enough that he's out of the predicament?"

The atmosphere was tense.

After a long pause, she sighed, leaned closer, and asked in a conciliatory tone, "Are you angry?"

Well, what can you do if she can't drive?

Lu Zheng didn't even look at her, and instead asked, "Who are those people?"

"how could I know?"

"I didn't know they would release him so easily just because you said one thing?"