Suddenly, Wang Yulin let out a howl, feeling as if an iron clamp had gripped his neck from behind. It was gripping so tightly that he felt not only his cervical vertebrae were about to break, but also his throat was about to rupture.
Instinctively, his hands reached for his neck, grabbing several very strong and powerful fingers.
Whose hands were so strong?
Wang Yulin shouted, "Let me go! Let me go! You fucking let me go!"
At this, the hand gripped even tighter.
Then, the large, iron-like hand suddenly pulled.
Wang Yulin screamed in agony. He felt his body first violently thrown backward, then lifted into the air, floating for a moment. Looking back, he was so terrified he almost lost control of his bladder; he was more than two meters off the ground, flying backward like that.
"There's still a group of people over there!" Wang Yulin shouted, "Catch me! Catch me!"
But no one offered a helping hand. They all ran away, clearing the hard concrete ground.
Bang!
Wang Yulin's somewhat bulky body slammed heavily onto the ground. He even bounced twice like a fish. The pain made Wang Yulin scream loudly several times, feeling as if his entire spine had shattered into several pieces.
Then, he saw a sinister-looking young man striding towards him.
The young man's murderous gaze made Wang Yulin's heart tremble.
He felt like he was seeing death itself. Despite the pain all over his body, he twisted his body to try and escape, but just as he crouched down like a dog, a large, pincer-like hand grabbed his neck from behind.
The pain was so intense that Wang Yulin involuntarily stuck out his tongue, making him look even more like a dog.
Before he could even scream, he felt himself being thrown backward through the air again. This time, he landed on a row of steps outside the main entrance platform.
With a thud, he tumbled down the steps like a gourd, screaming in agony.
Below the steps was where the motorcycles were parked; his bulky body slammed into them, knocking several motorcycles over and crushing them, threatening to bury him. The esteemed Director Wang was now covered in blood from head to toe.
He screamed like a pig being slaughtered!
While screaming in pain, he also shouted wildly, "Grab him! Grab him! Don't let him... hurt me again!"
Although the pain made his head spin, Wang Yulin knew he couldn't afford a third such injury. And to prevent it, he had to be apprehended.
At this moment, the security guards who had initially been stopping Gong Jiu and his parents abandoned their efforts and, at the command of a burly, dark-skinned man—clearly the head of the security team—rushed towards Lu Chen like wolves.
Their batons were raised high.
Lu Chen took a deep breath, and with a thought, his cursed divine power activated, freezing the movements of the approaching men. Although Lu Chen's head was slightly dizzy from overusing his power, he certainly wouldn't miss the opportunity. Just as he was about to pounce and kick, he suddenly heard a sharp shout: "Brother Chen, use this!"
A whooshing sound filled his ears.
Lu Chen turned his head and was startled to see a bamboo pole, almost as thick as an adult's calf, hurtling towards him. By the time he saw it, it was less than half a meter from his head.
Damn it, is this going to kill me?!
Lu Chen broke out in a cold sweat and quickly grabbed her.
Then, he saw Zhuang Keluo screaming, grabbing another, slightly thinner bamboo pole and stabbing it at the chests of the security guards.
Weren't these people from her family's business? They were practically her subordinates, right? Why were they so ruthless? Two stabs sent two security guards sprawling backward.
Zhuang Keluo tried to stab a third, but her strength gave out. The third security guard swung his baton at the bamboo pole, sending it veering off course. The veering pole carried Zhuang Keluo to one side, and the lovely young woman cried out, "Ouch, my goodness!" nearly falling to the ground.
Without hesitation, Lu Chen unleashed a powerful "Sweeping Strike," channeling all his inner strength, and swept it towards the remaining security guards.
With a series of thuds, the remaining five or six security guards, except for two who were in a corner and managed to dodge in time, were all swept to the ground, writhing in pain.
One of the two guards who managed to dodge was the burly, burly guy. Seeing his men so easily and decisively subdued by the young man and woman in front of him, he was both dumbfounded and furious. He suddenly roared, "You two little bastards, you're too bold! Do you know where we're from? Using such ruthless force, aren't you afraid you'll have no place to stand in Yunzhou City after this? Aren't you afraid of being chased and attacked everywhere?"
His shouting skills were definitely far superior to his hand-to-hand combat skills.
Fortunately, she didn't fall to the ground. Finally regaining her footing, Zhuang Kelu sneered, "Isn't this just the Flying Legs Security Company under the Huaihai Group? Pah! I could take down a few of them. Does this 'Flying Legs' even have the nerve to call itself 'Flying Legs'? I'd say 'Shit Tank Legs' is more like it!"
Lu Chen, listening from the side, was somewhat amused and exasperated. So, even companies under his family's control had this kind of thing?
Actually, by normal standards, those security guards were already quite capable. The problem was they encountered someone with supernatural abilities. Lu Chen's cursed energy slightly immobilized them; otherwise, how could Zhuang Kelu have succeeded so easily?
The burly security chief, feeling utterly humiliated, roared, "Damn it, you dare slander our Shit Tank... uh, I mean, Flying Legs Company! I'll beat you all to death!"
With that, he opened his fists wide, adopting a firing stance, and charged towards Lu Chen and Zhuang Kelu.
That stance indicated at least a level three martial arts mastery, definitely superior to other experts.
Lu Chen and Zhuang Keluo exchanged a glance, nodded to each other, and then, as if on cue, attacked simultaneously! Two long, thick bamboo poles were raised, crossed, and swung towards the burly, dark-skinned man.
The burly security guard leader froze, quickly dodging to the side.
"Trying to chop me? Not so easy…" A scream followed, and the burly security guard's massive body flew sideways, crashing heavily onto the platform near the steps at the main entrance.
He paused there, still unable to regain his balance, and tumbled down the steps with a thud. Another scream followed, this time not from the burly security guard, but from Director Wang.
He finally managed to push his motorcycle aside with the help of two young doctors and stand up, only to see a burly, dark figure rolling towards him. The two young doctors instinctively dodged to the side, but Wang Yulin couldn't dodge and watched helplessly as he was knocked over and pinned down.
"My leg!" Director Wang screamed in agony, "Zou Dezhi, did you watch me run into you?"
It turned out that the burly, dark-skinned security guard was named Zou Dezhi.
Why did he suddenly fly out of the air?
After Lu Chen and Zhuang Keluo missed their target with the bamboo poles, they immediately joined them together, using their combined strength to sweep them horizontally and strike Zou Dezhi hard in the waist.
This sent him flying.
The two men, triumphant, slammed the bamboo poles to the ground, then each raised a hand and high-fived each other.
"Yay!"
The two men, looking as imposing as gods descended to earth, even received enthusiastic applause from the surrounding crowd.
Someone seemed to start it, and the onlookers erupted in cheers.
Judging from the cheers, Zou Dezhi and Wang Yulin were generally unpopular.
Suddenly, a stern shout rang out from the cheers:
"Put down the bamboo pole, or we'll shoot!"
It turned out that several policemen, crouching low, had raised their pistols at Lu Chen.
With that dark muzzle pointed at him, Lu Chen felt a chill run down his spine. His magical abilities were far from being able to control bullets. One bullet would leave a hole, two bullets would leave two holes.
A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle, so he quickly dropped the bamboo pole.
Zhuang Keluo, however, continued her display of power, striding forward with her bamboo pole, holding it horizontally between the police officers and Lu Chen, and demanding, "Are the bullets of the people's police pointed at the people?"
That shout, for some reason, made the police officers tremble. They felt that this girl, though young, possessed an air of superiority.
These police officers were seasoned veterans; they immediately realized that Zhuang Keluo was no ordinary person.
However, neither they nor the security guards recognized Miss Zhuang, didn't know who she was, and had no idea that she could easily summon a few people to subdue them.
For a moment, the situation was tense.
Meanwhile, Gong Xiaoyi and her seemingly flustered parents pushed a wheelchair over and stood beside Lu Chen. They weren't afraid of being pointed at with guns.
Gong Jiu, in his wheelchair, looked at Lu Chen with excitement, his initial dazed expression gone. He suddenly blurted out, "Lu Chen, it's been so long, and we still haven't played Warcraft with you! It's so frustrating!"
Seeing the revitalized Gong Jiu, Lu Chen grinned, "I'll heal you sooner or later, then we'll have a good fight!"
"Okay!" He extended a hand.
Their hands clasped tightly.
They were completely oblivious to the tense situation.
Gong Dafu and Huang Ailian looked at Lu Chen gratefully, tears welling in their old eyes. They kept thanking Lu Chen for his help. Lu Chen said, "Uncle, Auntie, let's not talk about this. I feel it's what I should do!"
Gong Xiaoyi said softly, "Brother Chen, I'm sorry for always making you worry about us, and now it's so dangerous!" She looked at the menacing security guards and imposing police officers, appearing somewhat frightened.
"You were really brave just now, well done!" Lu Chen gave her a thumbs up. "It's okay, don't worry, that damn director, I'll beat him to a pulp tonight! Your sister Luo Luo is here, she's got a lot of guts!"
As he spoke, he reached out and ruffled Zhuang Keluo's hair.
Zhuang Keluo turned her head and smiled. Just moments ago she had been like a tigress, but in front of Lu Chen she was like a docile doe.
The police officers approached step by step. The leader was a guy with one bar and one star, a third-level police superintendent, a minor leader in the police force. He said coldly, "Miss, put down your weapon and talk properly! Resisting will be punished severely!"