Chapter 272 Dad
Lu Chuliang was being beaten, gasping for breath, and refusing to obey.
He is a member of the Lu family in life and a ghost of the Lu family in death!
Very good and ambitious.
Fu Zhi watched him being beaten. Seven or eight non-mainstream teenagers noticed Fu Zhi, but when they saw that she didn't do anything, they didn't take her seriously.
Until in the dim light, the leading man with red eyes pulled out a dagger from his jacket pocket, which was emitting a faint cold light.
Lu Chuliang screamed, "Dad! Dad, call an ambulance to save me!"
The leading man said, "Haha, no one will come to rescue you even if you scream your throat out..."
“Pah—”
It's the sound of an empty beer bottle hitting a person's brain.
Glass shards flew everywhere. The leader was probably stunned. He touched the back of his head and stopped moving his hands.
Fu Zhi approached him, pulled out a wooden stick, and hit him.
No time for people to react.
The leader of the hairdressing group dropped the dagger in his hand, and then his body fell limply to the ground.
Fu Zhi kicked Xijianchui, and the younger brothers reacted, shouting slogans and rushing forward. They were hit on the head by the stick in Fu Zhi's hand and cried "Daddy".
Lu Chuliang was stunned and subconsciously looked in the direction of Fu Zhi.
The girl was wearing a black baseball cap, wrapped in the night, and had a mask on her face, so her features couldn't be seen. A white, slender hand rested on the brim of her hat and gently pulled it.
Lu Chuliang's heart beat faster.
Those little non-mainstream people tried to drag the big brother's body and ran forward, but were stopped by her.
The little non-mainstream people were about to cry, covering their heads and saying, "Can you please stop hitting me in the face?"
Fu Zhi said, "Pay the toll."
The non-mainstream people: "..."
No one moved. Fu Zhi raised his stick, and the non-mainstream people quickly transferred the money via WeChat.
"Okay," Fu Zhi didn't even look at how much money was transferred. Lu Chuliang stared at her. The man in the shadow raised his head slightly, seemed to smile, and said in a low voice, "I am Lu Zhiwen's son. If you see me next time, take a detour. Understand?"
"Lu Zhiwen, wait for us..."
The hooligans ran away, yelling and cursing at the top of their lungs.
Lu Chuliang: “…” What a bunch of idiots.
Lu Chuliang supported himself against the wall and stood up slowly. "You are smart. You know you can't offend me! My sister's matter is written off. Don't come to our house anymore. And Xu..."
"Bang--"
Lu Chuliang was hit by a club from behind.
He tilted his head and looked in Fu Zhi's direction in disbelief. Before he passed out, he vaguely heard the man calling the police, "Yes, in Yucheng Bar, Lu Chuliang was suspected of participating in pornography and was beaten. Well, I'm not afraid. I believe the organization will protect me."
Lu Chuliang: “…” This matter is not over yet!
Fu Zhi hung up the phone and glanced at him, cold and ruthless, "Do you know how to reply to the police?"
Lu Chuliang reflexively argued with her, but when he raised his eyes weakly, he met Fu Zhi's cold gaze.
She was not as terrible as Lu Chuwan said, nor was she like Lu Chuwan, wearing light makeup but holding a wooden stick in her hand, with only a pair of beautiful eyes left on her palm-sized face.
It's not cruel, on the contrary it looks pretty.
Well, nice eyes.
Lu Chuliang felt that he was stunned and suppressed the weirdness in his heart.
He pulled the corner of his mouth and took a breath, "I, want, to tell the truth!"
Fu Zhi swung the wooden stick.
There was a sound of wind being stirred.
Fu Zhi, "I think you will be obedient."
Lu Chuliang's heart trembled.
He was so angry that he suffocated, rolled his eyes, and fainted.
*
When Bai Yao rushed to the police station, Lu Chuliang was handcuffed in the reception room. "What happened? Who beat you up?"
Bai Yao was very nervous, after all, this was his only son.
Lu Chuliang pulled the corner of his mouth, and the words in his throat went around in circles. For some reason, he changed it to, "Zhao Cheng and a group of people."
"Why did they beat you?"
"Okay, stop asking. Just take care of your own business. I don't want you to get involved in my business. I want to go home!"
What a jerk, he's here to collect debts!
Bai Yao was so angry that she dragged the man back home.
*
The next day, Monday.
Fu Zhi got up late, so Gu Yan went to the living room to have breakfast first.
When Xu Wei and Lu Yumo went downstairs, they saw Gu Yan sitting on Fu Zhi's special little chair.
"Gu Yan." Lu Yumo frowned and called her.
"Um, what's up?"
There was always a sense of arrogance in Gu Yan's expression, even when she spoke.
It’s not the tune Lu Yumo likes.
"Yan Yan, that chair belongs to Zhizhi. She doesn't like others touching it." Xu Wei pulled Lu Yumo, feeling a little embarrassed.
Gu Yan frowned, "I just see it placed here. Aren't chairs for people to sit on?" Moreover, this position is closest to where Lu Yushen usually sits to eat, and it is also the exclusive seat for Gu Yan to eat at Lu's house when she was a child.
Gu Yan wasn't quite sure what Xu Wei meant.
Anyway, this matter is quite confusing. Xu Wei explained, "Zhizhi had discomfort in her coccyx some time ago, so her second brother bought her a chair. She usually cleans the chair herself and doesn't let us do it. If you feel comfortable sitting on it, auntie will go buy you one? It should arrive tomorrow."
(End of this chapter)
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