Chapter 8 Strike First and Gain the Upper Hand
Xiao Yatou was an orphan, even in the Shen household, she wouldn't consider herself a young lady, washing her own clothes and not even bothering others to fetch medicine for her. Lin Zhixun's thoughtfulness moved Mrs. Shen, who both admired and pitied her.
Today is helpless, otherwise Lin Zhuyun would not have exposed her aunt's name.
"Who is Mrs. Shen?" Ugly Young Master burst out laughing: "Otherwise, let her follow me too."
"Haha...... great idea, big brother!" The several little rascals burst out laughing.
"You......" Lin Zhuyun's eyes were already filled with tears, although her husband had passed away early, but her aunt had always been kind and virtuous, bringing up her cousin with great difficulty, and treating herself with great kindness. This petty person actually dared to insult her aunt like this, thinking of this, Lin Zhuyun was so angry that she wanted to fight him to the death.
Lin Zhixia suddenly felt that her seemingly shameless and lewd sister's husband was many times stronger than this group of real rascals.
"Zi Yun, why are you crying?" Just as Lin Zi Yun was almost in despair, a somewhat gentle voice came from behind her.
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Lin Zhīyún's eyes welled up with tears and she turned around to throw herself into the warm embrace; "Brother-in-law, they bullied me."
The newcomer was none other than Xiao Nizi's fake brother-in-law, Zhu Ziming. Even if he didn't call himself her brother-in-law, he had to help her out, let alone with Xiao Nizi's tear-stained and pitiful appearance. At this moment, Zhu Ziming was somewhat angry, as several big men were bullying a woman.
"Do you want a one-on-one fight or a group beating?" Zhu Ziming said with an icy gaze.
A little monk asked: "What is the meaning of this group fighting and single combat?"
Zhū Zǐ Míng snorted: "Ganging up on me is you guys beating me one-on-one, but a fair fight is me beating all of you!"
Looking at her brother-in-law's overbearing appearance, Lin Zhuyun was both admiring and puzzled. Her brother-in-law looked very powerful, but he didn't seem like a martial arts master.
But who would have thought that Zhu Ziming was already secretly sweating, hoping to scare them off. Damn it, although he could fight, he couldn't take on several at once. This group of thugs definitely wouldn't follow any code of chivalry or play by the rules of one-on-one, this time he's definitely going to be done for.
This group of young rascals is obviously new to Lingyun City, otherwise they wouldn't be unfamiliar with Mrs. Shen; the current plan can only either scare them off or knock them down.
Could he be a master? This group of rascals has always been afraid of death, and can't help but worry now.
Zhū Zǐ Míng continued to frown and said: "I've always liked to win people over with virtue, so before I get unhappy, hurry up and scram!"
The ugly young master stared at Cheng Yaojin, who had suddenly appeared, and unwillingly said: "He's just pretending to be powerful, brothers, come on, he actually dares to ruin my good deed, beat him to death."
It was said that it was urgent at the time, but these little rascals had not yet taken action. Suddenly, an iron fist came crashing over, and with a loud crash, one of the little rascals' nasal bridge was hit right in the middle, causing him to fall down with a gush of blood from his nose. He said resentfully: "Didn't you say that you would win people over with virtue?"
Zhu Ziming chuckled: "I've always been able to win people over with my virtue!"
It's better to take the initiative and make the first move, rather than waiting and suffering the consequences. Zhū Zǐ Míng deeply understood this point, so he decided to resolve one issue before moving on.
"Ah......" Lin Zhīyún saw the blood and was frightened, her slender body trembling as she retreated several steps. In her heart, she silently prayed that her sister's husband would win against these bad people, and it would be even better if someone came to rescue them.
Zhū Zǐ Míng's ruthless and decisive move shocked them all, but seeing a brother fall, they were instantly enraged and charged forward recklessly.
At this moment, on that somewhat deserted official road, a fierce fighting sound rang out. Those pedestrians who were returning home were all frightened and took a detour, fearing being affected by the chaos.
It was another ruthless kick that knocked one down, and Zhu Ziming's body was also covered in bruises. What was even more deadly was that he was a bit exhausted, fortunately, during his school days, he had been diligent in exercising and had fought many battles, otherwise he would have been beaten to the ground by this group of people long ago.
The young man was really good at fighting, and the thugs were secretly shocked. It could be seen that he was already exhausted, but became even more ferocious.
The ugly young master stood behind, with a gloomy face staring at Zhu Ziming, watching how I would deal with you later. He also cast a lustful glance at Lin Zhuyun's red lips, which were trembling, and thought to himself that he would have fun with this little girl tonight.
Zhu Ziming shouted loudly in the midst of his busy schedule, "Zhīyún, hurry up and leave!" He could endure being beaten to a pulp at most, but if that little girl fell into their hands, it would be disastrous.
That sentence made Lin Zhixia's heart violently tremble, looking at her brother-in-law desperately fighting for herself, she was so moved that her eyes were misty with tears, almost unable to speak!
Lin Zhīyún bit her lip and trembled slightly: "No... I'd rather die than be separated from my sister's husband!"
"Bang!" Zhu Ziming's back was kicked, and he fell to the ground with a thud. The little rascals saw this opportunity and rushed up in a swarm.
This hero is also not easy to deal with. Just when Zhu Ziming thought he was dead for sure, he suddenly heard a few loud noises behind him and then there was no movement at all. What's going on?
He quickly got up, and to his surprise, those little rascals were all groaning on the ground. What's going on? His gaze shifted, and he saw three figures standing beside him. Two burly men with cold faces rubbed their palms, somewhat dissatisfied, saying: "Not worth a blow."
Awesome! Zhu Ziming was stunned, and he couldn't help but feel a little envious of the two men's skills. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been beaten up so badly by this group of thugs, and almost got lynched.
"Brother-in-law!" Seeing Zhu Ziming being rescued, Lin Zhicloud rushed over anxiously and tearfully threw her arms around him.
"Brother Zhu, are you alright?" Another person was a handsome young man wearing a brocade long shirt, smiling and looking at Zhu Dachang.
This young man seems to know himself, but he doesn't know him. Zhu Ziming clasped his fists and said: "No trouble, thank you for saving me, may I ask who you are?"
Xiao Bailian smiled and said: "I am Wang Yini, I have seen Brother Zhu's talent at Fengya Building, and I admire him very much. Seeing that Brother Zhu is in trouble, I come to assist."
Zhu Ziming smiled gratefully and said: "It was Brother Wang after all, thank you very much."
"It's just a small effort," Wang Yunli looked at the multiple bruises on Zhu Ziming's body and said seriously: "Brother Zhu, why don't I send you to see a doctor?"
Although he still felt sore all over his body, they were just flesh wounds. Zhu Ziming shook his head: "No need, they're just minor injuries, no big deal, thanks for your kind intentions, Brother Wang."
"Young master, what are you going to do with these people?" the two burly men asked respectfully, glancing at the little rascals lying on the ground.
At this time, the ugly sons were all lying on the ground for no reason, wailing softly, and could only blame the two masters for their quick moves, even the ugly son who was standing by and had never made a move was also caught.
"How dare you, do you know who my father is?" Ugly Young Master shouted at Wang Yinli, "My father is Ma Yunhe!"
