Chapter 8: Let Me Go...
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Gong Jiu's mother burst into tears as she spoke.
Gong Jiu gnashed his teeth and said, "These guys will surely come to a bad end. If they have the guts, they can just kill our whole family. We will never give in!"
Lu Chen was very angry after hearing this. If this had been on his own turf, with the power of his family, he could have easily gotten rid of those scoundrels and thrown them to the wolves. However, he was now thousands of kilometers away, and there was really nothing he could do to help.
All he could do was leave eight thousand yuan and say it was for Gong Jiu to buy some nutritional supplements to help his leg heal as soon as possible.
Gong Jiu was deeply touched: "Brother, I'm really sorry. You've come all this way here, and not only can I not help you at all, but I've also made you spend money. I really didn't know..."
He choked up as he spoke.
Lu Chen patted Gong Jiu on the shoulder: "Don't say that. When your leg gets better, the two of us will go to the Internet cafe and play Warcraft for three days and three nights!"
"Great!" Gong Jiu's eyes lit up.
Just at that moment, the faint shouts of a girl came from outside.
"Let me go! Don't do this... What do you want..."
Gong Jiu shouted first: "It's my sister... Those bastards, are they bullying my sister again?"
On an open space outside the old building, several slovenly hooligans stopped a beautiful girl wearing a high school uniform.
These bastards were acting viciously. Some were grabbing the girl's hair, some were pulling her hands, and one of them even outrageously tried to touch her buttocks.
The girl pushed that hand away, but another hand reached over.
She cried out: "Get lost! I'll call my brother to deal with you. My brother has learned martial arts. If you bully me... he'll surely beat you to death!"
The group of hooligans were very arrogant:
"Haha, go ahead and shout. Call your brother quickly. Shout at the top of your lungs. Do you want me to get you a megaphone?"
"Can your brother still save you? Didn't he have one of his legs broken?"
"If he really comes to save you, we'll break his other leg too!"
One of the hooligans was about to grab the girl's shoulder when suddenly a dark figure rushed over, and with a snap.
"Ow!"
That was the hooligan's scream, and a red mark immediately appeared on his forearm.
The hooligans turned around in astonishment and saw a young man, not much older than them, holding a belt in one hand and pulling up his trousers with the other.
Then, the young man looked up at the hooligans and gave them a bright smile: "Haha, luckily my trousers are tight enough. Otherwise, pulling out the belt would have made it look like I was taking my trousers off."
It was Lu Chen. The red mark on the hooligan's forearm was caused by him swinging the belt.
He swung it so neatly that in an instant, the forearm was already red and swollen.
"Who are you?"
Those hooligans all shouted in shock and anger.
Lu Chen curled his lips, looked at them with contempt, and then beckoned the girl to come over.
The girl quickly ran to his side and was then held in his arms by him as if she were a little kitten.
"I'm her brother," Lu Chen said word by word.
The girl was startled at first and wanted to struggle, but when she heard those words, a strong sense of security suddenly welled up in her heart. She stopped struggling and curled up obediently in Lu Chen's arms.
On the balcony on the upper floor of the half-demolished old building, the two elderly people were stunned:
"Ah Jiu, who is that friend of yours? Why... why is he holding your sister in his arms?"
Gong Jiu, who was lying in bed, didn't even look and just said casually, "Lu Chen is my brother, so my sister is also his sister. I often hold my sister too. I don't see why you're so surprised."
The two elderly people looked at each other and couldn't help but nod.
Then, the mother asked, "Ah Jiu, can your brother deal with so many hooligans?"
Gong Jiu said, "He was really good at playing Warcraft back then."
"Oh, that's good... Wait a minute! But that's... that's an electronic game, isn't it?"
And on that open space, after the hooligans shouted, "Even if she has ten brothers, we'll break all their legs," they were then whipped by a belt that seemed to come and go without a trace until they didn't know which way was up.
"Ouch! My head, it hurts so much!"
"My ear... It seems like my ear has been knocked off."
"Kid, if you've got the guts... Don't slap me in the mouth. Oh my god!"
In just seven or eight minutes, four or five hooligans were lying on the ground. Some had ears swollen like pig's ears, some had mouths swollen like pig's mouths, and of course, some had heads swollen like pig's heads.
Lu Chen clicked his tongue repeatedly, folded the belt in his hand in half, and then pulled it to make a snapping sound, scaring those hooligans into thinking that they were going to be beaten again, and they all shouted for him to stop.
"Aha, this Bamate crocodile leather belt is really good. After hitting so many times, it hasn't deformed at all."
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