The life of Lao Liu since 1944

Chapter 110: Beating Wu Youren

At this moment, Hou Jie had just finished his business and returned to the private room. As soon as he entered, he found that the door was surrounded by people. He had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"It's over, Chunhua won't be in danger!"

He pushed his way through the crowd and finally made it into the private room. He saw his wife standing on the fence, as if she was about to jump. Hou Jie instantly understood what had happened.

Hou Jie's face was extremely gloomy, the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano, and his eyes seemed to be spewing fire.

He walked towards Wu Youren step by step, each step carried with uncontrollable anger.

When he walked behind Wu Youren, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Wu Youren hard, sending him flying. The force of this kick was so great that Wu Youren's body flew straight out more than three meters like a kite with its string cut, and then fell heavily to the ground with a loud bang.

"Ouch! Ouch! Who is that bastard who dares to kick me!"

Wu Youren lay on the ground, in great pain, holding the part that was kicked tightly with both hands, and kept making low groans. Wu Youren's men watched everything happening in front of them in horror, and they had no time to react at all. Their leader was kicked away so easily by Hou Jie.

The people around were also stunned by this sudden change. There was silence for a moment, and then they began to whisper.

"Who is this young man? He is so fierce!"

"Do I need to ask? He must be the young lady's husband! What a real man!"

There was a cold light flashing in Hou Jie's eyes, emitting a suffocating sense of oppression.

After kicking Wu Youren away, Hou Jie's figure shuttled around the house like an angry guardian. Then he kicked several of Wu Youren's men away with a few kicks.

They were like a group of frightened birds. After tumbling several times in the air, they fell heavily to the ground, uttering shrill cries of pain.

'Oops! Oops!'

The room was instantly filled with the sound of painful groans and cries. Wu Youren's men rolled on the ground in agony. Their wails and pain made the air seem to freeze.

This time, he obviously showed no mercy and kicked them so hard that they couldn't get up for half a month.

Hou Jie quietly looked at the painful expressions of the people in front of him. There was no ripple in his heart, as if all this was a natural thing.

He slowly walked to Mu Chunhua, gently lifted her down from the railing, then hugged her tenderly, patted her back gently, and comforted her in a low and gentle voice: "Don't be afraid! Your husband is here."

After hearing Hou Jie's words, Mu Chunhua nodded vigorously and said tearfully, "Wow, husband, why did you come back just now? I was scared to death. I will never come to the theater again."

At this time, Mu Chunhua's face was as pale as paper, with crystal tears hanging on her beautiful face, making her as lovely as pear blossoms after the rain.

However, with Hou Jie's comfort, her fear gradually subsided and her mood began to calm down.

Seeing that his daughter-in-law had calmed down a lot, Hou Jie turned around, bent down and picked up a stool.

His movements seemed effortless, but in fact they contained great strength. He pried off a stool leg with his hands, his movements were as simple as plucking vegetables.

The spectators around witnessed all of this, their mouths and eyes widened, secretly exclaiming, "This young man is so strong, he is really unparalleled."

Walking up to the subordinates who were wailing, Hou Jie picked up the inflatable bench leg next to him without hesitation and started hitting them with a violent storm.

Unfortunately, each of these subordinates had a leg broken, and they screamed in pain. However, Hou Jie did not stop, but instead vented more of his anger on Wu Youren.

He paid special attention to Wu Youren and broke both of his legs severely. The pain made Wu Youren, like other subordinates, loudly beg for mercy.

"Please spare my life! Grandpa, we won't dare to do it again!" Wu Youren, like other subordinates, was in excruciating pain and kept begging Hou Jie for mercy. They cried and shouted, their voices trembling, full of fear and despair.

"Yes, yes, we won't dare to do it again, just treat us like shit!" Another subordinate also begged. His voice was full of pain and helplessness, as if he had been frightened out of his wits by Hou Jie's anger and violence.

However, Hou Jie still felt unsatisfied after venting his anger. He stared at them fiercely, as if he wanted to vent his anger on them to relieve his hatred.

"Just wait for me, this matter is not over yet."

When Hou Jie left, his eyes were full of anger and threats. He glared at them fiercely, and his eyes revealed a naked threat, as if he was an angry beast that might pounce on them at any time.

Several people were so frightened that they shouted for help, cursing Wu Youren in their hearts. Wu Youren lay on the side like a dead body, shouting in his heart, "Maybe I've really hit a wall this time."

Wu Youren looked up at his men. Their eyes were filled with anger towards him, which made his scalp tighten.

He looked down at his broken legs and felt like crying but couldn't. He knew that his situation was very dangerous and it would not be easy to escape.

"He must be the young master of Yongchang Grain Store, otherwise he wouldn't be so fierce and show no fear at all."

He made up his mind that he must leave this city as soon as possible, otherwise he might die here.

Wu Youren's heart was filled with despair and helplessness. He knew that his behavior had caused Hou Jie's strong dissatisfaction, and it would not be easy for him to escape at this moment!

Ever since her husband returned, Mu Chunhua's heart, which had been anxious for a long time, seemed to have found an anchor and became steady and peaceful.

It seems that no matter how big the problem is, it will be solved by my husband, and I feel very safe.

"Honey, it's great to have you around."

"Look at what you're saying. If I can't protect you, then my life would be in vain."

Hou Jie gently scratched his wife's nose with his fingers, his face full of pampering and care.

Mu Chunhua's pair of beautiful and deep eyes were sparkling with a different brilliance at this moment, like bright stars reflected on the tranquil lake. She just stared at her husband, her eyes full of deep obsession and admiration for him.

Her eyes revealed endless tenderness and gratitude, and her heart was filled with warmth, as if she was bathing in the spring sun, warm and comfortable.

Hou Jie took Mu Chunhua out of the theater and took a rickshaw, ready to send his wife home safely.

They were going to give Wu Youren another thorough lesson tonight, because the lesson they had given him last time seemed too mild and did not make him realize his mistakes deeply.

"I'm going to give you a good beating this time. Let's see if you dare to do it again."