In the darkness, the man realized he couldn’t run away anymore, turned his head to look behind him, where the other two men had already been subdued. Gritting his teeth, he picked up a brick from the corner of the wall and charged forward.
Lin Chuxia noticed his movement and casually pulled out a baseball bat from her space, which she had prepared especially for self-defense.
With a handy weapon in her hand, Lin Chuxia was not afraid at all, even though her opponent was a man.
As he raised the brick high above, Lin Chuxia swung her baseball bat squarely onto his arm. Accompanied by a dull thud and the man’s scream, the brick fell to the ground.
Lin Chuxia had a clear view of the man’s face; it was Liu Dahui, Sun Lanlan’s man from her past life.
The man’s presence here now was undoubtedly related to tonight’s events; combined with the memories of her past life, old and new hatred surged in her heart.
Ignoring the man’s screams, Lin Chuxia swung the baseball bat at him relentlessly.
Su Wensong and Sun Bingnan had already subdued the other two men. Seeing the situation over at Lin Chuxia’s side, they pressed down the two men and came over to help.
Instead, they saw Lin Chuxia wielding a big bat, while the man on the ground was rolling around in pain, begging for mercy, which involuntarily made the corners of their lips twitch.
The other two unfortunate men, realizing their luck, felt relieved that they didn’t end up in this woman’s hands.
"Chuxia, that’s enough, you’re about to beat him to death," Sun Bingnan said as the screams from the man on the ground softened, reminding her to stop.
Sun Lanlan, also afraid of a fatality, walked over and hugged her arm, "Xiaxia, stop beating him."
Lin Chuxia’s pent-up anger was nearly vented, and with one last vicious kick at Liu Dahui, she spat, "You scum, don’t think this is over."
She turned to Sun Bingnan and the others and said, "We need to take them to the police station."
"Right, to the police, let them rot in their cells."
Sun Bingnan had no intention of letting these men off easy. A beating was too lenient for them.
If it weren’t for their timely arrival, who knows what might have happened.
Hearing they were about to be taken to the police station, the men Su Wensong and Sun Bingnan were holding panicked.
"We... we didn’t have bad intentions, we just wanted to scare this female comrade."
They shouldn’t have mentioned it; before they could finish, Su Wensong punched one of the men in the stomach, "You call this no bad intentions? I could beat you to death right now and still not have bad intentions, believe it or not?"
"We really weren’t... really weren’t..."
The men stuttered; there had been a crackdown recently, and being sent to the police station would be the end of them.
At the least, they would be imprisoned; at worst, they could end up facing bullets.
Thinking of that possibility, cold sweat poured down their faces. They pointed at Liu Dahui, whose face was beaten beyond recognition, and said,
"It was him who told us to scare this female comrade. It was just a scare; after that, he would pretend to be a hero to save her. It was just a joke with this female comrade; we wouldn’t have done anything bad."
Sun Bingnan, who was still wondering why Liu Dahui was there, grew furious upon hearing that it was Liu Dahui’s setup, and kicked him a few more times.
"Damn you, are you trying to ruin my sister’s reputation?"
Liu Dahui didn’t want to go to the police station either. Hearing that the other man was Sun Lanlan’s brother, he could only accept his bad luck and confessed everything.
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