Chapter 83 I'll Kill You Sooner or Later

After all, they see each other all the time, and they live in the same neighborhood. They can't just stand by and watch the two brothers fight like this.

He dared not intervene to break up the fight, fearing he might get accidentally injured and get himself into trouble.

But a few words of advice are enough to get it done.

Anyway, it's easy to just talk, and you can gain good relationships with others, so why not?

"Why are you only talking about him! He's practically scalped him! If he goes bald, he won't be able to find a wife, so how can he carry on the family line?"

Zhang Erzhu cleared his throat and spoke loudly, pointing at Lu Zhongping as he spoke.

Why is it that only Lu Zhonghe is considered a treasure?

Was he found or not?

Does nobody care if he has a brain or not?

He was also born of a mother and raised by a father!

Sure enough, this family is all the same, biased to the core, only spoiling that one person!

Thinking of this, Lu Zhongping's anger burned even hotter, and he became even more ruthless, gripping Lu Zhonghe's crotch tightly and pulling hard, his eyes turning red!

"It hurts so much! Lu Zhongping, I'm not finished with you!"

Lu Zhonghe howled like a pig being slaughtered, each scream louder than the last.

He also desperately pulled back Lu Zhongping's hair, wishing he could twist the other's head off.

Originally, I wanted to strike his vital points and teach him a lesson.

But this guy twists his butt so much that Lu Zhonghe can't reach him at all!

Zhang Erzhu realized that if the fighting continued, something terrible would happen.

Both of them were now blinded by rage, and they no longer cared about their brotherhood.

He knew all too well what it felt like to be grabbed in that spot.

The pain is excruciating, so intense that it makes people kneel and beg for mercy, and can even affect them for a lifetime.

This is no small matter; it's a man's bottom line!

He's really hurt; Lu Zhonghe is truly willing to fight to the death!

He rushed forward and stood between the two, spreading his arms wide.

"Listen to your uncle's advice! I'll count to three, one, two, three, and then we'll let go at the same time! How can you kill your own brothers? If word gets out, people will laugh at you, and what will become of your parents?"

Lu Zhonghe and Lu Zhongping both snorted coldly.

Neither of them wanted to admit defeat, feeling that letting go first meant bowing down.

But I don't want to suffer a loss or get hurt too badly.

"one two three!"

As soon as Zhang Erzhu finished speaking, the two finally let go, their strength seemingly dissipating instantly. They each took a few steps back and staggered to their feet.

Lu Zhonghe was in so much pain that he kept rubbing his crotch, his face was covered in cold sweat, and he could barely stand up straight.

Lu Zhongping rubbed his forehead, looking completely bewildered. His hair was a mess, his scalp was burning, and his ears were ringing.

I was still a little dizzy, my eyes were glazed over, and it took me a while to recover.

Looking at the tuft of hair that Lu Zhonghe was holding, Lu Zhongping muttered to himself.

Should that slap have been harder?

If they had beaten him so badly that he knelt down and begged for mercy on the spot, perhaps this farce wouldn't have happened.

But what's done is done, and there's no use in regretting it now; all we can do is wait and see.

"Ouch, it hurts so much! Grandma, it hurts so much!"

Lu Zhonghe really couldn't take it anymore and cried from the pain.

He screamed in agony, clutching his head and trembling uncontrollably, his fingers shaking incessantly.

He collapsed to the ground, as if all his strength had been drained.

When Li Fangfang heard her grandson cry out in pain, she immediately panicked and reached out to check him.

She sprang up from the chair and rushed to the middle of the road and to his side without even putting on her shoes.

Her trembling hands groped haphazardly in the road and on her head, while she kept muttering to herself.

"Where does it hurt? Did you bump yourself? Let Grandma take a look!"

But he couldn't see anything through his pants, so in desperation...

She simply ripped Lu Zhonghe's pants off.

She was sweating profusely with anxiety. Seeing her grandson clutching his bottom and crying out, she thought he had injured a vital part of his body.

As more and more people gathered around, she became even more nervous. In a moment of impulsiveness, she reached out and pulled at her grandson's waistband.

With a "rip," the faded old pants were torn open, revealing half of the buttocks.

She had a simple mind.

This is just my own grandson, what's there to be shy about?

In her eyes, Lu Zhonghe was still that little baby wearing open-crotch pants.

She didn't think about gender differences or shame at all.

She just hoped that the extent of her injuries would be determined quickly, so that she wouldn't suffer any long-term effects.

I never imagined that my grandson was no longer a child, but was still on the street!

Lu Zhonghe was already eighteen or nineteen years old, and half a head taller than her; he was already a grown man.

It was midday.

People came and went at the village entrance; those going to the market, visiting relatives, and going from door to door all stopped to watch.

Some people stared wide-eyed, some covered their mouths and chuckled, and one child pointed and shouted, "Grandma! That boy is naked!"

Lu Zhonghe felt a chill on his buttocks and quickly reached out to pull up his pants.

A gust of cold wind made the hairs on his body stand on end, and he was filled with shame and indignation.

He frantically tried to pull up the tattered pants.

The more I rushed, the worse I put them on; the waistband got stuck between my thighs, and I couldn't pull them up no matter what I did.

He felt both pain and shame.

He wished the ground would immediately crack open so he could crawl into it.

Just then, a scream came from behind.

"Hey! This is indecent assault! Call the police!"

Mu Xiang stood two meters away, her eyes wide open, her lips pale, one hand tightly covering her mouth, the other pointing at Lu Zhonghe, her whole body trembling.

When everyone turned around, they saw that it was Mu Xiang.

She was wearing a floral dress and had a small cloth bag slung over her shoulder.

The sunlight shone on her face, making her complexion appear deathly pale.

She wanted to say hello.

Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye I would see such an appalling scene.

Muxiang's uncle lives in Daqiao Village.

She happened to be visiting relatives today and witnessed this awkward scene.

She was smiling and greeting Aunt Li by the roadside as she walked briskly toward the village entrance.

But as soon as I turned the corner, my gaze swept over the area.

Right in front of him was Lu Zhonghe's half-naked buttocks and Li Fangfang's hand still gripping her waistband.

Her mind went blank, and she instinctively screamed.

She dared not turn around, dared not look again.

That scene kept replaying in my mind.

Lu Zhonghe was disheveled and looked disheveled, just like the kind of shameless things street thugs do.

Lu Zhonghe was both ashamed and angry. He pushed Li Fangfang to the ground, hurriedly pulled up his pants, and gasped in pain. He still wanted to chase after Mu Xiang.

He fastened his belt while glaring at Li Fangfang, who was still sitting on the ground.

"Are you crazy?! Who told you to take my pants off?!"

He was so angry that he was trembling all over, and tears were about to stream down his face, but he dared not cry.

He wanted to chase after him to explain, but his buttocks were burning with pain.

I took just one step, and my legs went weak, and I almost knelt down.

But that place hurt so much that I couldn't stand up after just one step.

He looked down and found that a large swelling had appeared on his buttocks.

It's probably because she bumped into the stone steps when she fell, plus Li Fangfang's tugging.

The injury has been compounded, and now even walking is a torment.

"Lu Zhongping! I'll kill you sooner or later!"

Lu Zhonghe tilted his head back and shouted through gritted teeth.