In a living room of Qianweilou, He Xiu Lian was confronting a fat man with a stern face.
Next to her, a man dressed as a ghost messenger fell to the ground with a pale face and blood still at the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he was seriously injured.
"Boss Zhou, what do you mean?" He Xiu Lian's eyes widened, her face full of indomitable spirit and anger.
"Don't you know what I mean?" The fat man had a rosy face and a plump body. If it weren't for the sinister smile on his face, people would think he was a very kind person.
"Over the years, your Qianweilou has taken away all my restaurant business. Tell me, how are you going to accompany me?" The fat man's mung bean-sized eyes were full of coldness, like two cold rays in the ice and snow.
"Everyone opens a shop based on their own abilities. If all your customers run away, can you blame me?" He Xiulian shouted angrily, "You come to my Qianweilou to cause trouble like this, aren't you afraid that Guangmingtang will hold you accountable later?"
"Guangmingtang? Bah, it's just a third-rate force. Don't think that you can challenge me, Fatty Zhou, just by having a business on this street. I forgot to tell you that my sister has just become the eighth concubine of the young master of the Lu family. She is deeply loved by the young master of the Lu family. As long as my sister whispers in the young master of the Lu family's pillow, the small Guangmingtang will be destroyed in no time." Fatty Zhou laughed wildly.
"Fatty Zhou, what do you want?" When He Xiu Lian heard that Fatty Zhou had moved out of the Lu family, she was suddenly speechless.
The Lu family is wealthy and powerful, and destroying Guangmingtang is a piece of cake for them.
"Close Qianweilou and work as the chef in my restaurant. I will never treat you unfairly." Fatty Zhou laughed, and then his eyes flashed with lust: "You are so beautiful, it is more than enough to be my thirteenth concubine. If you serve me well, I can take you as my principal wife."
"Bastard!" Before He Xiu Lian could say anything, the man next to her jumped up and rushed towards Fatty Zhou with his weak body angrily.
"With your strength as a second-rate ghost soldier, you dare to fight me?" Fatty Zhou sneered and raised his hand to slap him.
"Snapped-"
The man was no match for Fatty Zhou. He flew out and smashed the coffee table heavily.
"Long Feng!" He Xiu Lian's face was filled with anxiety. She hurried to the man's side, squatted down, and struggled to help the man up.
Although she has been in the underworld for more than ten years, He Xiu Lian is still the same as before, she does not know how to practice and is a weak woman.
"Xiu Lian, don't worry. As long as I'm here, I will never let this fat guy touch a hair on your body." Long Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth resolutely and pretended to stand up again.
"Really? Are you sure you can protect her?" Fatty Zhou laughed unscrupulously. Suddenly, his laughter stopped abruptly, and an obscene expression appeared on his face: "Since you are so confident, then I will let you watch your beloved woman being raped with your own eyes!"
"You dare!" Long Feng shouted angrily, struggling again and pounced on Fatty Zhou.
"Snapped-"
Without a doubt, his body was knocked away again, and this time he fell even harder.
"What's there to be afraid of?" Fatty Zhou sneered, "Don't you know how this woman died? She was fucked to death. Hahaha, what's the big deal if she experiences it again now?"
As he spoke, Fatty Zhou walked towards He Xiulian with a wild laugh. He walked very slowly, as if he was deliberately provoking the two of them.
The pain in her heart was touched, and He Xiulian's face suddenly became sad. She had never told Long Feng the cause of her death, because she had fallen deeply in love with this man, and she was afraid that Long Feng would despise her if she told him. She secretly glanced at Long Feng and found that the latter's face turned extremely pale. Obviously, Fatty Zhou's words had stimulated this man.
Suddenly, He Xiu Lian felt even more bitter in her heart, and at this moment she actually had a desire to die.
"Why, are you disgusted?" Fatty Zhou laughed and said, "A woman like this is fine for fun. Watch her carefully. When I get tired of her, I'll let you enjoy her!"
As he spoke, Fatty Zhou had already come to He Xiu Lian's side, and his big hands were about to touch the latter's pretty face.
"Asshole, it's not your turn to comment on my woman!" Suddenly, Long Feng went crazy, pounced on her and hugged Fatty Zhou's waist tightly.
Caught off guard, Fatty Zhou was unexpectedly swung out by Long Feng. However, although he was fat, his strength was not weak. He was a fourth-rate ghost soldier and he stood firm in an instant.
"Long Feng, I'm sorry, I have been hiding this from you..." He Xiu Lian's face was filled with guilt and despair, and her tears fell like pearls from a broken string.
"Silly girl, who doesn't have a past?" Long Feng was extremely tender and gently wiped away the crystal tears on He Xiulian's face: "I love you and will never let anyone hurt you, unless I die!"
"Then you go to hell!" An extremely angry voice sounded behind him, and Fatty Zhou attacked angrily. He was a fourth-class ghost soldier, but he was thrown out by Long Feng, a second-class ghost soldier. This made him lose face, so this time, he attacked with hatred and no longer showed mercy.
A strong gust of wind suddenly came at such a speed that Long Feng didn't even have a chance to react.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Long Feng smiled warmly at He Xiu Lian, and then hugged the latter tightly, holding her tightly in his arms!
"No!" He Xiu Lian screamed in despair, but Fatty Zhou's attack was merciless and was about to hit Long Feng's back.
"Get out!" Suddenly, an angry voice rang out, and the next moment, Fatty Zhou felt unable to move.
His fist stopped at an inch from Long Feng's back, and even the strong wind had torn Long Feng's clothes, revealing his bronze muscles. However, this one-inch distance made it impossible for Fatty Zhou to hit him.
"Who!" Fatty Zhou shouted in horror, "Come out!"
"Bang—"
The door was pushed open heavily, and Chen Feng walked in with an angry face. He had a ghostly aura, which made people feel scared at the sight of him.
Chen Feng secretly felt lucky that he had just used his immortal sense to scan the area and saw the fat man attacking with hatred, trying to kill Long Feng. So he arrived in time. If he had been a little later, Long Feng would have died at the hands of Fatty Zhou.
"It's you!" Long Feng was holding He Xiu Lian and facing the gate. When he saw Chen Feng, he immediately recognized Chen Feng.
"You recognize me?" Chen Feng looked at Long Feng, somewhat surprised.
"Senior, do you still remember the evil spirit in the secular world more than ten years ago?" Long Feng said.
"It's you!" Chen Feng suddenly remembered that this Long Feng was one of the ghost messengers who went to the hospital morgue to arrest the evil spirit Tingting.
At this moment, He Xiu Lian also woke up from her previous despair. When she heard the conversation between Chen Feng and Long Feng, her whole body trembled violently.
She turned around and looked at Chen Feng in disbelief. Suddenly, she threw herself into Chen Feng's arms and burst into tears: "Crazy Brother..."