After dropping the slag [Quick Transmigration]

The police car drove Fu Dagang roaring away. Seeing that the relatives of the Fu family could not catch up, they made a decisive U-turn and surrounded Tang Jiu and Lu Ziming:

"Xiao Lu, you child, what can't you say well, why call the police!?"

"We treated you as a guest with good food and drink, but you turned around and sent our family to the police station. Is there anyone you can handle?"

"I said it was a misunderstanding. Dagang was just drunk. Besides, you are a boy, what happened when you were touched? You even called the police. Do you need to be so coquettish!"

His aunt rushed up angrily and anxiously, reaching out to grab Tang Jiu: "Quick, you go to the police station with me, tell them it's all a misunderstanding, and let them release Da Gang immediately!"

Lu Ziming protected Tang Jiu behind him, grabbed the woman's arm with quick eyes and hands, his frost-stained brows and eyes were colder than the night, and shook her arm away expressionlessly: "Get out of the way."

The woman screamed exaggeratedly: "What are you doing!? You still want to hit someone? I've wanted to say for a long time, what's so great about being rich? If you have money, you can recklessly wrong people!? Let me tell you, what happened today If you can't solve it, don't even think about leaving!"

She blocked the door with her stocky body, even took a broom from the corner of the wall in her hand, and waved it threateningly twice.Seeing this, the rest of the Fu family also denounced angrily, while surrounding Tang Jiu and Lu Ziming.In fact, they had already made up their minds, the people in the city were thin-skinned, and Lun Sapo was definitely not their opponent. Today, they will slap these two rich people with shame, and let them release Fu Dagang no matter what!

Even if you're lucky, what kind of "spiritual compensation" can you knock on!

Tang Jiu looked at the group of rascals in front of him and felt a little tricky, but he saw Lu Ziming took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, and within about ten seconds, a group of bodyguards in black rushed into the room, calling respectfully "Boss Lu" restrained the Fu family as easily as catching chickens, and dragged them aside from the door.

Ignoring the Fu family's blushing and thick-necked roars and shouts, Lu Ziming took Tang Jiu's shoulders and led him out of the house.Several pure black cars were parked in the yard. A guard who stayed behind opened the rear door for the two of them, got into the driver's seat, and started the car without saying a word.

"Little uncle, it's fortunate that you brought the man!" Tang Jiu heaved a sigh of relief and sighed, "You really are shameless and invincible. If it's just the two of us, we might not be able to defeat those scoundrels!"

Lu Ziming sat on the leather car seat with a cold handsome face and didn't give him a look.

Only then did Tang Jiu realize that he had been caught lying. He felt guilty for a while, and smirked a few times, then cautiously rubbed over: "Then what, little uncle, I was wrong...I, I didn't either. Thinking of how wonderful their family is."

When there was no response, Tang Jiu reached out his claws to hug Lu Ziming's arm cheekily: "Little uncle, I was really wrong! I made you worry, and I promise I will never lie to you again!"

Seeing that Lu Ziming was still ignoring him, Tang Jiu bit his finger anxiously, and suddenly had an idea, took out his phone and deleted Fu Yuanhang's phone number in front of Lu Ziming: "Little uncle, I will break up with that scumbag! ! I was blind before and fell in love with him, but if I contact him in the future, I will be a dog!!"

He thought that Lu Ziming would be able to coax him well this time, but the other party was still indifferent, calmly staring ahead, completely ignoring him.

Tang Jiu had no choice but to hug the pillow, drooping his head and drooping.

The bodyguard glanced at the situation behind him in the rearview mirror, then immediately lowered his head in fear and drove silently.

He has been with Mr. Lu for many years, and he has never seen Mr. Lu lose his temper, but whenever the other party shows such an expression, it is a sign of real anger.

Young master, please be blessed.

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After driving home from the village for nearly two hours, Tang Jiu fell asleep in a daze. He felt the car stop in a daze, and then he was knocked lightly on the forehead: "Get out of the car."

Tang Jiu opened his eyes in a daze, and found that Lu Ziming had already opened the door and left on his own, with a black windbreaker on his body.His heart warmed up, he hugged the windbreaker in his arms, and hurriedly followed.

Lu Ziming opened the door, turned on the light, and changed his shoes. Seeing his calm expression, Tang Jiu thought that the other party had calmed down in the past two hours, so he hung up the windbreaker and put it on again with a smile: "Little uncle, are you angry?" Is it gone? I know you are actually worried about me, but I am fine! I am not stupid, I have already seen that Fu Dagang has evil intentions! Didn’t you see that I recorded a video with my mobile phone in advance as evidence, in fact, I am witty I'm going..."

Lu Ziming finally responded.

"Wise?" The man turned his head and asked word by word, "Then let me ask you, you only remember to keep the evidence in advance, have you considered other possibilities?"

"What if that man is carrying a murder weapon? What if he uses drugs or other means? What if the door is locked tighter, so no one else can get in!?"

Tang Jiu was dumbfounded.

He...he really didn't think about it so much...

"I really spoiled you." Lu Ziming gritted his teeth and glanced at him, grabbed his wrist, dragged him up the stairs with a sullen face, and pushed open the bedroom door.

"Little uncle, calm down... Impulse is the devil... Oops!"

He was thrown onto the big bed by Lu Ziming, and he was thrown face down until he was dizzy. Just as he was about to get up, he was firmly pressed back by a big hand, and then he felt a chill on his buttocks, and his pants were roughly ripped off.

Tang Jiu was shocked: "Little uncle, what are you going to do—oh!!"

A slap fell heavily, mercilessly landed on his bare buttocks, "Smack!"

The scorching pain slowly spread from the buttocks. Tang Jiu's eyes widened in disbelief. Before he could react, he was slapped hard on the buttocks again, "Slap!"

Lu Ziming looked really angry, he had no strength left in his hands, and the slaps were crisp and loud.Tang Jiu was stunned by the beating at first, but now that he came back to his senses, a deep sense of shame exploded from his heart, Tang Jiu's cheeks and ears were filled with blood, and he writhed and struggled crazily: "You let go!" Let me go!"

Lu Ziming turned a deaf ear, his powerful palms easily restrained his hands and pressed them on top of his head, his knees supported his dancing and kicking legs, and he slapped down again expressionlessly.

Although it hurts, the pain is secondary, and the most vivid feeling is the shame—except for the four or five-year-old mischievous Tang Jiu who has been beaten by his father's iron sand palm for so many years, he has never been beaten on the bed with his pants off. However, the whole person was ashamed and angry, and his eyes were red: "I told you not to hit - Lu Ziming!!"

He was dizzy with anger, kicking his legs frantically while calling out the man's name: "Lu Ziming, I warn you! If you hit me again, I won't recognize you!"

"I want to sever the relationship with you as uncle and nephew!!"

"Lu Ziming, are you deaf? I'm talking to you!!"

The arrogant yelling and threats didn't help at all, instead they brought more ruthless punishment from the man. Finally, Tang Jiu gave up, changed his tactics wisely, and began to cry pitifully and pretend to beg for mercy:

"Woooooo little uncle, I was wrong, please don't hit me..."

"Little uncle, I hurt so much, woo woo, don't you love me, am I not your favorite nephew?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

At first it was just a fake cry, but gradually, the grievance in my heart surged up along with the burning pain on his buttocks, Tang Jiu flattened his mouth, tears gushed out of his eye sockets, and really grinned and cried loudly: " Why do you beat me! Why do you control me! My dad has never hit me like this!"

The more he spoke, the more wronged he became, his face was wet with tears, and he cried in a particularly embarrassing manner.Lu Ziming paused, and finally put away his palms, turned him over from the bed, held his waist with one hand, to prevent the red buttocks from touching the bed and made the pain worse, and wiped his crying mess with the other hand. face.

"I'm not qualified to control you?"

Tang Jiu stared at him angrily with red eyes.

There was none!Anyway, it's not his Tang Jiu's uncle!

Lu Ziming looked at him for a while, then lowered his head, and kissed him lightly on the lips.

"Then if I change my identity, am I qualified to control you?"