Reborn 73 years later, he takes his mother-in-law hunting in the mountains.

This kid wants to check the cars outside.

Lu Yao panicked.

They knew the other party wasn't some legitimate inspection department, but rather thugs like Li Poxi and Shi Shouyin.

If they find out about the leather, we're in big trouble.

At this point, a decisive action must be taken.

Hesitation when a decision should be made will inevitably lead to chaos; indecisiveness will inevitably result in future troubles.

The moment the man with the red nose touched Lu Yao's collar, Lu Yao retaliated:

"Fuck you, you dare rob me?"

He raised his left hand to parry the other hand, then clenched his right fist and struck the center of the bulbous nose's face.

The punch was quite powerful; it landed on the bridge of the nose with a dull thud, and blood gushed out immediately.

The man with the red nose let out a loud "Ouch!", tilted his head back, and covered his nose with his hand, blood oozing from between his fingers.

"Who the hell said it was a robbery? I didn't say it was a robbery!"

Lu Yao had already kicked him out:

"You used the pretext of inspecting stolen goods to harass a young girl?"

"Who is it? What's going on here?"

The boys were all a little confused.

The tall, thin man next to him was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to reach out, Lu Yao kicked him in the stomach.

The kick landed hard, sending the tall, thin man flying backward and crashing into the corridor wall. His head slammed against the wall with a thud, and he slid to the ground, curling up in a ball, unable to utter a sound.

The other two then realized that Lu Yao was making baseless accusations against them.

One of them pulled an iron pipe from behind his waist, while the other grabbed a mop from the corner of the wall and swung it up.

Lu Yao did not retreat, but went straight up to the iron pipe.

The man swung the pipe down, and Lu Yao dodged to the side. The iron pipe grazed his shoulder and hit the wall, sparks flying.

Taking advantage of the moment he pulled his hand away, Lu Yao grabbed his wrist, turned around abruptly, hoisted his arm onto his shoulder, and forcefully pressed down on his joint.

This is the skill of disarming an opponent by taking their weapon with bare hands.

The kid loosened his grip in pain, and the iron pipe fell to the ground.

Lu Yao didn't let go, but pulled him aside and threw him into the tall, thin man's arms. The two of them rolled into a ball.

The one with the mop, seeing the situation was turning bad, dragged the mop backward, shouting:

"Grab him quick, this kid's up to no good!"

Lu Yao took a step forward, grabbed him by the collar, pulled him into his arms, pressed his head down, and then slammed his knee into his face.

"Bang bang bang" refers to a few forceful thrusts.

The man's face was mangled; his nose was broken, his lips were torn, two teeth flew out, and blood smeared all over his face.

Lu Yao released his grip, and he fell backward, his head hitting the ground, where he remained motionless.

It only took about ten seconds.

The man with the red nose was still squatting on the ground, covering his face and groaning, with blood dripping down his face.

The tall, thin man leaned against the wall, clutching his stomach, his face deathly pale, unable to stand. The one with the iron pipe lay on the ground, dry heaving while clutching his stomach. The last one, his face contorted in embarrassment, lay there motionless.

Zuo Xiaoying stood at the entrance of number seven, staring blankly.

The man with the red nose recovered a little, raised his head, his face covered in blood, glared at Lu Yao, and cursed:

"You fucking dare to hit the neighborhood watch team... I'll shoot you..."

As he spoke, he reached behind him and touched his buttocks.

He lifted the back of his shirt, and Zuo Xiaoying behind him saw the pistol tucked into his waistband.

Zuo Xiaoying panicked and rushed forward.

She darted behind the bulbous-nosed man, jumped up, wrapped her arms around his head, and bit him in the ear.

"ah--"

The boy with the bulbous nose screamed incoherently as he desperately reached back to grab something.

Zuo Xiaoying held on tightly, refusing to let go, clinging to his back.

Blood flowed down her lip, down her bulbous nose, and down her neck.

Lu Yao went over, grabbed the wrist of the man with the bulbous nose, twisted it outwards, and with a crack, the arm was dislocated.

The man with the red nose let out another scream, his body went limp, and he fell to the side.

Zuo Xiaoying fell off his back and stood on the ground, still holding half an ear in her mouth.

She spat it out with a "pui," and the half-bloody ear fell to the ground.

The man with the bulbous nose covered his head and rolled on the ground.

Blood was seeping out from between his fingers.

Lu Yao reached out and took out his pistol, then unloaded it.

He looked at Zuo Xiaoying, paused for a moment, and nodded:

"Girl, you're alright."

Zuo Xiaoying wiped the blood from her mouth, her face flushed, panting heavily, whether from excitement or fear, it was hard to tell.

The corridor was a mess, with large men lying, crawling, and rolling on the ground, blood pooling here and there.

The tall, thin man leaned against the wall, his eyes wide open, staring at Lu Yao, his lips trembling, not daring to utter a sound.

At the other end of the corridor, the doors of several rooms were ajar, and eyes were peeking out.

From the counter, the female server with the permed hair poked half her head out, her face pale, and dared not come closer.

Lu Yao glanced in that direction, and the waitress scurried away.

"Let's go. We can't stay here any longer."

Lu Yao said to Zuo Xiaoying.

The two went into their respective rooms and quickly got dressed.

Lu Yao put on his cotton-padded coat, stuffed the letter of introduction, money, and keys into his pocket, and went out.

Zuo Xiaoying also came out, her cotton-padded jacket was buttoned crookedly, her headscarf was haphazardly wrapped around her head, her face was still red, and there was blood at the corner of her mouth.

Lu Yao pulled her towards the other end of the corridor, passing by those people.

The boy with the red nose was still rolling on the ground, whimpering.

When the tall, thin man saw Lu Yao approaching, he shrank his neck, closed his eyes, and pretended to be dead.

When the tall, thin man saw Lu Yao approaching, he shrank his neck, closed his eyes, and pretended to be dead.

The one with the iron pipe was lying face down, motionless. The one with the bruised face was still lying there; it was unclear whether he was unconscious or dead.

Lu Yao cursed, "Let's see if you dare to rob us together again!"

Zuo Xiaoying imitated Lu Yao, spitting out a "pui!": "How dare you take advantage of me to touch me, you pervert! I'll report you to your superiors!"

After joining Lu Yao in framing Tian Xiwei last time, Zuo Xiaoying has also learned to act like a rogue.

When she said she was being touched, she covered herself with both hands and smacked her lips.

His face was filled with anger, as if it were real.

The two walked to the counter, where the female sales clerk was hiding.

Lu Yao threw the pistol with the bulbous nose onto the counter.

The waitress screamed "Oh my god!" and squatted down.

"Don't be afraid, I don't hit good people, these thugs are trying to rob us."

After saying that, he asked her for a large iron kettle of hot water, which the shop specially prepared for drivers to start their vehicles and pass each other.

Lu Yao took Zuo Xiaoying out the door.

The guy with the red nose, covering his ears on the ground, was still cursing:

"Damn it, which of you touched that young girl?"

"Nobody touched you, bro. He even accused you of robbery!"

"Damn it, are these people from Jiapigou really that shameless? We must go find their leader..."

No matter how angry they were, no one dared to chase after them now.

In the middle of the night, a gust of cold wind outside made Zuo Xiaoying shiver.

The moon hung in the sky, illuminating the snow-covered ground with a dazzling white light.

The jeep was still parked in the same spot, with a layer of frost on the windows.

To prevent the water tank from freezing and cracking, all the water was drained at night, and hot water needs to be added before starting the machine.

After adding fuel, Lu Yao started the car with the crank handle and turned on the headlights.

The lamppost shone out, casting two yellow beams on the snow.

The car drove out of town.

There was no one on the road, and the dark houses on both sides rushed past.

Zuo Xiaoying sat in the passenger seat, still catching her breath, her hands clenched into fists and placed on her knees.

After driving for a while, she suddenly said:

"Brother Wa, I...I bit off that guy's ear."

"Um."

"He won't die, will he?"

Lu Yao looked at the road ahead:

"It's nothing, just a small ear tear won't kill you."

Zuo Xiaoying nodded, then looked down at the blood on her hands.

She rubbed her hands on her cotton-padded coat, but they wouldn't come off.

"If he dares to hit you again, I'll gouge his eyes out."

Lu Yao turned his head and glanced at her. Moonlight shone in through the car window, illuminating her face, making it rosy and her eyes bright and sparkling; she looked very excited.

You wouldn't believe how ruthless this little girl can be.

She looked like a crazed little she-wolf.