Realizing that the situation was not right, Sun Defu was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. He hurriedly tried to escape, but was kicked to the ground by Lu Bin, screaming in agony.
Seeing Chang Xiong rushing towards the stairs and trying to escape, Lu Fan stood up, grabbed the chair and threw it over.
There was a "bang" sound, and Chang Xiong was hit in the back. He felt that his bones were about to break, and he fell down wailing.
Lu Fan walked over calmly, kicked up a machete on the ground, held it tightly in his hand, and approached like a god of murder.
He grabbed Chang Xiong, put the knife on his neck, and yelled at him.
"Stop it, or I'll chop him with a knife."
The sound was like thunder, echoing in the hall.
The members of the demolition team who had been brutally beaten did not dare to act rashly. They hurriedly threw the machete on the ground and stood aside with their hands on their heads, completely giving in.
The cold blade was close to the skin, making Chang Xiong feel the gloomy chill, and his heart was filled with huge fear. He hurriedly trembled: "Don't... you must not do this, otherwise, you won't survive..."
"You bastard, you still dare to threaten me, I think you don't want to live anymore."
Lu Fan cursed bitterly, stretched out his hand and broke the other person's arm, making a clicking sound that made people tremble with fear.
"Ah..." A howl like a killing pig came out, and Chang Xiong's whole body trembled in pain. It was unbearable, and he felt like he was worse off than dead.
"Aren't you awesome? You said that as long as you are here, no one dares to touch a hair of the old beast. Now I will show you whether you dare to deal with the old scoundrel."
Lu Fan spoke with disdain, turned around and ordered, "Break that guy's legs and see if he dares to spread rumors and cause trouble in the future."
In extreme panic, Sun Defu almost lost his mind and could only keep begging with a mournful face.
"No, Lu Fan... please, for the sake of our fellow villagers, please let me go and spare me."
However, for such a scumbag, Lu Fan had no sympathy at all. He snorted coldly: "It's useless to say anything else. I can only blame you for bringing it upon yourself. You wronged me and deserved it."
Lu Bin suddenly picked up the table leg and hit the old guy's leg hard, making a horrifying sound of bones breaking.
Then it came again, and Sun Defu's legs were interrupted. He almost fainted from the pain, and struggled weakly, like a mangy dog with cramps.
Seeing how fierce Lu Fan's men were, Chang Xiong was frightened, so he had no choice but to apologize and try to get through the difficulty.
"Master Lu, please calm down. It's all your fault that I listened to the slander and failed to find out the truth, which ruined your reputation. I know I was wrong and I will never dare to do it again."
"Assuming you are wise, I will tell you ugly things beforehand. If you dare to harass me and my family again, you will die without a burial place."
In order to prove that what he said was true, Lu Fan raised his hand and threw the machete, which was deeply embedded in the mural. The blade trembled, which was shocking.
Chang Xiong said in a trembling voice with a pale face: "I know...I know, I will definitely change my mind and be a new person."
Lu Fan finally let go of him and walked towards the door with his head held high, followed by hundreds of subordinates, who walked out of the gathering building with great power, got into the car and disappeared into the night.
Looking back at the hall, Chang Xiong endured severe pain and was helped up by his subordinates. He suffered the biggest loss in his life. His dignity was completely ruined. He regarded it as a great shame and humiliation, and naturally he would not let it go.
This man quickly called his brother and asked Chang Hao, who was in charge of the important position, to come forward in person. He had to deal with Lu Fan before he could vent his anger.
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In the night, the motorcade drove towards the highway intersection. Lu Fan was preparing to return to the provincial capital overnight, but still sent some personnel to secretly protect the Yang sisters.
Suddenly, two cars appeared in front of them. The words on the doors seemed to be from the court, which made Lu Fan a little confused and felt something was wrong.
Not long after, the two cars lined up on the road, and seven or eight uniformed bailiffs emerged from them, blocking the convoy's way.
The police officers' target was obviously Lu Fan. They walked over directly, with serious faces, and knocked on Cullinan's car window unceremoniously.
Lu Fan lowered the window and asked in a deep voice: "Everyone, what's the matter?"
The leader, named Liang Chenghui, snorted coldly: "Your name is Lu Fan. We just received a report saying that you are related to a murder case. Please come with us."
Lu Fan frowned, having already guessed that Chang Xiong had begun to use other forces and would not let him go easily.
Just wait and see, who can have the last laugh and become the big winner!
Lu Fan said calmly: "What if I don't want to?"
Liang Chenghui's face showed anger, and he shouted angrily, "We are not discussing with you, but ordering you to follow us to the courtyard, accept interrogation, and explain all the issues clearly."
It can be seen that the other party has the power to act arbitrarily, and is used to being arrogant on weekdays.
Just in case, Lu Fan picked up his phone and said, "Okay, I'll call the lawyer and then I'll follow you."
In front of the police officers, Lu Fan made a phone call and asked apologetically, "I'm sorry to disturb you so late. Are you asleep?"
A soft female voice came from the receiver, "It's okay, I'm still busy at work. Just tell me if you have anything."
"I'm in trouble. I have no choice but to find you as a legal advisor..."
Lu Fan said a few words briefly, and after he made it clear, the woman readily agreed that she would come over overnight and told him not to resist and just wait patiently.
Liang Chenghui, who was outside the car, was already impatient with waiting. He knocked on the car door with a bad attitude and urged: "Get out of the car quickly, don't waste our time."
Unexpectedly, Lu Fan in the car said proudly: "Sorry, I can't get used to riding in your car, just follow behind."
Feeling despised, Liang Chenghui's nose almost became angry and he wanted to take coercive measures to drag Lu Fan out.
However, he was concerned about the other party's many subordinates, fearing that conflicts would arise and lead to a situation out of control.
Liang Chenghui could only say with a dark face: "Okay, your car is in the middle, and our two cars are in front and one behind. Don't try to do any tricks, otherwise it will be a double crime."
Lu Fan had a sneer on his face and said disdainfully: "Don't talk too much. I'm just giving you face and going over to meet the man behind the scenes. How can I still be sentenced?"
Liang Chenghui said angrily: "It rains when God makes it, and misfortunes happen when people are mad. Let's wait and see. As for how the punishment will be determined, it doesn't matter what you say."
Lu Fan didn't take the sudden arrest seriously at all. He ordered many of his men to leave as soon as possible and asked the driver to drive the Cullinan and follow a police car to the destination.
After getting out of the car, the police officers surrounded him, as if escorting a prisoner, and took him into the building and into a single room.
Waiting inside was a middle-aged man with a majestic face, his eyes seemed to be bursting with anger, and he looked over coldly.