Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 243: Upholding Justice_1

In his last life, Xiao Ming had invested in the Lu Family’s medical industry, having quite substantial interactions with the brothers Lu Shibing and Lu Shijun.

Interestingly, these blood brothers were like two extremes.

Perhaps due to being paralyzed in his lower limbs since childhood, Lu Shibing’s personality was extremely cold and rational, to the extent that one could say he was devoid of humanity, as if the part of him that could feel human emotions had also become paralyzed.

From a certain perspective, he would make a very qualified good Family Head.

Lu Shijun, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. Not only was he timid, but also cowardly; although not introverted and not lacking in learning or talent, he was not articulate and extremely susceptible to deception.

As the second son of the Lu Family’s main branch, he could only serve as an assistant to his brother, incapable of standing on his own.

For this reason, when Lu Shibing issued the command to "bury the four people alive," Lu Shijun had already stepped forward, seemingly with a belly full of things to say, yet in the end, he retracted his foot.

For a man to reach this point, it would be better off dead.

No sooner had Xiao Ming’s words fallen than Xiao Li’s figure merged with the blade’s glint, proactively meeting the Lu Family bodyguards that surrounded her.

The girl wasn’t tall, probably around one meter sixty-five, and because she had practiced martial arts since childhood, her body was also quite slender. Dressed in clothes, she hardly showed any curves, lacking the voluptuousness of her younger sister Xiao Bing.

However, this diminutive figure, in front of the robust Lu Family bodyguards, did not show the slightest sign of weakness but instead was like a silver dragon entering a pack of wolves, a flick of her head spraying blood, a swing of her tail severing limbs.

Screams and groans rose and fell in succession.

The Lu Family bodyguards nearby Xiao Ming weren’t idle either, rushing forward the moment they had the chance, but just as they entered within one-meter range of Xiao Ming, several gunshots suddenly rang out above the courtyard.

Immediately afterward, those several bodyguards’ shoulders, arms, abdomens, and groins competitively blossomed with blood, tumbling to the ground.

"There are gunmen on the roof! Protect the Family Head!"

The captain of the bodyguards cried out in alarm, and the remaining guards hurriedly retreated, giving Xiao Li an advantage.

The girl, without saying a word, moved like lightning, her figure ghost-like, the cold light of her blade brisk, as she freely wielded her knife. freeweɓnovel.cøm

The Lu Family had certain connections, so their bodyguards were mostly from special forces; they were also legally armed with firearms.

Unfortunately, because there were too many Lu Family members present and the yard was too small, they dared not draw their guns at will. By the time they heard the gunshots and thought to pull them out, it was already too late.

In just a few minutes, all the bodyguards were lying on the ground, each one with arms or legs severed.

Blood flowed profusely, not only staining the small yard’s green brick ground but also splattering on the pillars, window edges, and white banners and flags, like blossoms of red flowers.

Whoosh!

Xiao Li’s blade tip stopped in front of Lu Shibing’s eyes, drawing a bright red slash across his mourning attire.

The other members of the Lu Family had long since wailed and hidden themselves in the mourning hall and the side rooms, some even running to the backyard.

Only Lu Shibing was left sitting solitary in his wheelchair in the yard.

Gu Tinglan was so frightened that her face turned as pale as paper, collapsing into a corner, her body shaking violently, while Xiao Ming in front of her spoke gently to Gu Zhimeng.

"Is that sister fighting people? I hear lots of people screaming."

The little girl’s face was buried in Xiao Ming’s embrace, completely unaware of what was happening at the scene.

"Right! Since these people won’t let me take revenge for you, Sister Li is teaching them a lesson.

Are you scared, Mengmeng?"

"Not scared!" Gu Zhimeng said with a tone full of happiness, "They’re all big baddies; Uncle and Sister Li are good people. It’s right for good people to hit bad people.

But... Uncle, it doesn’t hurt anymore, so please tell Sister Li to be gentler!"

"It sounded like they were in a lot of pain, how pitiful."

Xiao Ming smiled, "Yet, when they bullied Mengmeng, they didn’t think you were pitiful. Why would you pity them?"

"Because Mengmeng is different from them!"

Xiao Ming’s smile deepened. He affectionately tousled the little girl’s hair and said to Gu Tinglan, "You’ve raised this child well, much stronger than if she had grown up in this decaying, ruthless courtyard."

By that time, Xiao Li had returned to her position beside Xiao Ming. Other than her chest heaving a bit more rapidly, there was nothing unusual.

"Your face is a little dirty."

Xiao Ming licked his finger and wiped a trace of blood from Xiao Li’s face, joking, "You looked very beautiful just now. If it had been Bing, I might not have been able to resist her charms and would’ve succumbed."

"I apologize, sir, I haven’t undergone the same training as Bing and don’t know how to seduce you," Xiao Li replied seriously. "If that’s your wish, I will learn from Bing when we go back."

"No need!" Xiao Ming couldn’t help but laugh and cry, "I was joking with you, don’t take it seriously."

"What seduction?" Gu Zhimeng, unable to lift her head and thus immobilized, asked curiously, "Is it something uncle likes? Can Mengmeng learn it too?"

"Uncle doesn’t like it, and Mengmeng can’t learn it!" Xiao Ming quickly intervened.

Well, that was a close call. He almost got into real trouble. In the future, he should be more careful about what he said in front of children.

"Mr. Xiao," at that moment, Lu Shijun spoke, "do you still insist that you were only seeking to vent the child’s anger?"

"Oh, you didn’t mention it and I almost forgot," Xiao Ming patted his head, "Today, everyone who laid a hand on Mengmeng and her mother, come here and kneel down to slap yourselves.

Otherwise, my girl will use the blade to assist them."

"And after that?"

"Young master will turn around and leave. Even if you beg, I won’t come back."

"What insolent brat! This old man would like to see just how capable you are."

Suddenly, a hoarse yet resolute voice came from midair, followed by three soldiers in combat uniforms screaming as they were thrown from the rooftop. They fell to the ground groaning and writhing in pain, clearly with broken bones and torn ligaments.

Xiao Ming looked up to see an old man with silver-white hair standing on the eaves.

The old man had small eyes and a pug nose, and his appearance was nothing to brag about. He was dressed in a grey traditional exercise outfit with Chinese frog buttons, looking no different from the old grandpas practicing Tai Chi in the park in the morning.

But Xiao Ming didn’t dare to underestimate him, bowing respectfully and saying, "Junior Xiao Ming, greets Old Mr. Tang."

The old man was taken aback, "You know me?"

"I wouldn’t say I know you."

Xiao Ming said, "However, Tang Ninghai, publicly acknowledged as the Grandmaster of Southern Fist in the martial arts world, was unbeaten in both Guangdong and Guangxi by the age of forty.

Your reputation, sir, is of course well known to me."

Tang Ninghai snorted coldly, "At such a young age, committing violent acts, striking with lethal ferocity, and now flattering me, you’re clearly a malevolent and cunning person.

Although my hands haven’t been stained with blood for many years, acting today on behalf of Heaven to exterminate a menace, doesn’t really break my standard!"

Xiao Ming was taken aback, then burst into laughter.

Tang Ninghai’s expression slowly became as dark as water.

"What are you laughing at?"