My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 534 - 535 The Heirloom Brings Trouble_Part 1

Chapter 534: Chapter 535 The Heirloom Brings Trouble_Part 1

"Where is the peace, if not for someone carrying the weight for you?"

Xiao Chen sighed, "These kids, they are truly adorable. I once thought the young with a fighting spirit were almost gone.

But look at that! It’s just that I haven’t done enough, I haven’t protected them well enough!"

Xiao Chen had already looked into Azhi’s family situation carefully.

Both parents were still alive.

His father was practically half-disabled but still did whatever manual work he could manage while seated.

He was a carpenter, and his craftsmanship was very good.

He often did carpentry for people around the area to earn money.

However, as times changed, many now preferred to buy ready-made furniture, and the demand for carpentry in rural areas gradually declined.

Of course, there were still many in the city who liked custom-made furniture.

But he was not mobile due to his disability, and his income was decreasing day by day.

The family had a few acres of meager farmland, all tended by the mother alone, growing some fruit trees and grain, which got them by.

Azhi’s full name was Wang Zhi, and his father was Wang Jianmin.

His sister was named Wang Le.

Wang Le was one grade below Xia Muxue and had just started her senior year of high school.

Though it was still summer vacation, her school year had already begun.

Today, however, Wang Le did not go to school, not wanting to do anything.

She squatted there, sullenly watching the outside.

"Lele, your brother is working hard to earn money for your education, how can you let him down like this?"

Wang Jianmin couldn’t help but say.

"I’ve heard all about it, my brother is up to no good outside, he’s a bad guy, and classmates shun me and don’t want to play with me.

Even the teachers don’t want to deal with me, saying my brother is the scum of society!"

Wang Le said.

"Shut up!"

Wang Jianmin, angered, nearly toppled over from his self-made wheelchair: "Don’t speak ill of your brother, only you don’t have the right to talk about him like that!"

"Dad, don’t be angry, it’s not what I said, it’s what the students and teachers at school are saying.

I know my brother wouldn’t do that, he has always been very kind."

Wang Le hurried over to help her father.

"Heh, kind? Stop deceiving yourself."

Suddenly, a voice came from outside, and a group of ruffians walked into the Wang Family’s house.

Seeing the group, Wang Jianmin’s face changed instantly: "Lele, go to your room!"

"Come on, we’re not wolves, why hide?"

One of them grabbed Wang Le and pulled her over, smiling, "This little girl is really pretty. Why not just quit school and be my wife? It just so happens I’m not married yet."

The leader holding Wang Le’s hand frightened her terribly.

Instinctively, she opened her mouth and bit the man’s hand.

"Ah—!"

The man let go of her hand in pain, and Wang Le quickly ran inside. When she came out, she held a shovel in her hand.

"Get out, all of you, get out! Don’t you dare cause trouble in our house!"

She was fearful, but her mother was still busy in the fields.

Her father had mobility issues.

So it was up to her to protect her home.

"Heh, with those skinny arms and legs, what can you do?"

The leader scoffed, "For biting me like that, I’ll make sure you pay me back sooner or later, at the very least by spending a night with me!

Enough talk.

Wang Jianmin, about that thing I mentioned last time, what do you think now?"

"Impossible!"

Wang Jianmin shook his head, "My daughter would rather stay single her whole life than marry a man like you!"

"Not that, your family’s heirloom, my boss took a fancy to it and wants to take it off your hands.

I’ll give you ten thousand yuan, be happy with that. It’s not that great, just a broken bowl.

You really think it’s something special?"

The leader shook his head.

"That too cannot be given to you, it’s an heirloom passed down from our ancestors, we aren’t so poor as to sell our heirlooms.

My son is capable, the money he sent home this month was ten thousand yuan.

We don’t fancy your money,"

Wang Jianmin said, shaking his head.

"It seems that you’d rather face punishment than drink a toast,"

the leader sneered. "Do you want that broken bowl, or do you value your son’s life more?

We know exactly where your son is. Aren’t you afraid of the white-haired sending off the black-haired?"

"Get lost! All of you, get lost! Don’t you curse my brother!"

Wang Le suddenly swung a shovel around.

But despite not being Well-Trained fighters, the intruders were experienced brawlers; her feeble attempts were useless.

The shovel was seized, and she could move no more.

"You lot, go in and search, turn everything inside out if you have to, but find that damned bowl.

The Boss said he must see that thing today.

He has already promised it to someone else as a gift," someone ordered.

At the leader’s wave, a group rushed into the house.

They began to search frantically.

Noises of various kinds could be heard from inside.

The contents of the house were being destroyed.

Wang Le tried to intervene, but Wang Jianmin stopped her: "Let them search. We can replace things, but people must not be injured!"

After a while, they came out.

All shaking their heads.

"Didn’t find it!"

The leader’s face darkened, the mole on his face quivering nonstop.

"You old bastard, it seems that you’re really determined to oppose us. Seize that girl!" Heizhi commanded coldly.

Wang Le was pinned down.

Heizhi looked at Wang Jianmin warningly, "Old man, is it the broken bowl you want, or your daughter’s life? Make your choice!"

"Don’t touch my daughter; I’ll give it to you! I will give you what you want!" Wang Jianmin shouted.

"That’s more like it. Had we known to use this tactic, we wouldn’t have wasted several days in futility!" Heizhi sneered with contempt.

He waited for Wang Jianmin to retrieve the item from the house.

However, at this moment, several cars suddenly arrived at the Wang Family’s doorstep.

Two people got out of the lead car.

Xiao Chen and Ding Mulan.

They were dressed neatly in solemn black.

"What is going on here?"

Xiao Chen stepped into the yard, frowning deeply as he asked.

He was furious at that moment.

His killing intent was nearly uncontrollable.

Azhi had sacrificed his life to make the world a better place,

yet his family was being bullied.

A shiver ran through the spines of the thugs, who inexplicably felt a chilling eeriness.

"Don’t come any closer, who are you people?"

Feeling the imminent danger, Heizhi gripped Wang Le even tighter, thinking the hostage would protect him.

However, in an instant, his vision blurred.

Wang Le had vanished.

Then he saw a fist rapidly enlarging before his eyes.

Boom!

He thought his nose bridge had shattered as the terrifying force sent him flying.

"You scum all deserve to die!"

Xiao Chen’s voice was ice-cold and bone-chilling.

Wang Jianmin was stunned as well.

He stood in the doorway, dumbfounded by the scene unfolding before him.

"Get him, kill him!" Heizhi shouted as he fell.

There stood Xiao Chen, watching the group charge at him. Without turning around, he simply said, "Lele, close your eyes, I’m a friend of your brother."

Then, he made his move.

Normally, such riff-raff wouldn’t require his direct action, but he still decided to step in.