Chapter 51: Thunderous Tactics! Scumbags Deserve Broken Legs!

Ma Liu hadn't reacted yet, and Lu Qingshan had already flashed in front of him like a ghost.

In that instant, Ma Liu only saw a pair of blood‑veined, ink‑black eyes—inside them, nothing but cold murderous intent.

"You're looking for death!?"

Lu Qingshan's voice was low and hoarse, calm as if asking about the weather.

That calm tone made Ma Liu's back tingle.

He instinctively stepped back, his lips trembling as he tried to speak, but the Fear in his throat blocked him.

Behind Ma Liu, Zhao Lao San mustered courage and shouted, "Lu Lazi, you dare strike? Believe me—"

Before the words finished, Lu Qingshan moved.

He was like confronting a raging Wild Boar in the mountains—direct, decisive, ruthless.

He lunged forward, his right leg sweeping out like a steel whip with a rush of wind, precisely kicking Ma Liu's supporting right calf!

"Crack!" a sharp, teeth‑tingling snap!

Immediately followed by Ma Liu's gut‑wrenching scream: "Ah—!"

He collapsed on the ground like a puddle of sludge, both hands clutching his now‑twisted calf, rolling in pain, his cries so mournful they were no longer human.

That scream was like a thunderclap, startling Zhao Lao San and Zhao Lao Wu from their stupor.

"Six brother!"

Zhao Lao San let out a startled shout, then his angry eyes widened, brandishing the wooden stick in his hand as he charged at Lu Qingshan, "Lu Lazi, you're looking for death!"

Lu Qingshan didn't even glance at him, grabbed the wooden stick Zhao Lao San swung with his other hand, used its force to twist, and the stick slipped from his grasp.

At the same time, he delivered a clean, decisive heart‑targeting kick, striking Zhao Lao San's back squarely!

"Bang!" a muffled thud.

Zhao Lao San flew out like a torn sack, crashing heavily into the doorframe, clutching his face and kneeling on the ground, his mouth open but no sound came, only convulsing like a fish out of water.

Zhao Lao Wu was terrified by the scene, turned and tried to bolt for the door.

"Want to run?"

Lu Qingshan's voice was as cold as ice; he seized Zhao Lao Wu's back collar, dragging him back like a chick, then kicked his knee bend.

"Splash!"

Zhao Lao Wu's knees gave way, he knelt heavily, clutching his leg and wailing, "Don't hit me! Don't hit me! It's not my business!"

The three burly men, under Lu Qingshan, couldn't last ten seconds, all turning into helpless wretches rolling and howling on the ground.

The whole house echoed with their screams and wails.

"Qing... Qing Shan brother..."

Liu Fugui steadied himself against the wall, stunned into silence by the scene.

He had never seen Lu Qingshan so ferocious, truly like a mountain beast.

At that moment, hurried footsteps sounded from outside the door.

Zhao Tiezhu, panting heavily, rushed in, holding a hoe.

"Qing Shan brother! I heard the shouting..."

Zhao Tiezhu's words cut off, his eyes bulging, looking in disbelief at the three rolling on the ground.

He glanced again at Lu Qingshan standing in the center of the room, radiating terrifying killing aura.

"Tiezhu, Fugui, bind these three scumbags for me."

Lu Qingshan's voice was icy, without a hint of warmth.

"Use the method for tying Wild Boars; anyone who dares move, break his leg."

"Got it!"

"Qing Shan brother, don't worry!"

Zhao Tiezhu immediately raised the hoe, eyes like a tiger watching the three on the ground.

Liu Fugui also recovered, hurried to the west room to fetch coarse hunting rope.

After confirming the situation was under control, Lu Qingshan briskly walked to the edge of the kang.

"Yue E, Xiao Xue, it's alright, it's alright..."

Lu Qingshan tightly embraced his trembling wife and daughter, his voice finally gaining a hint of warmth, yet his body still quivered slightly from lingering fear and anger.

"Don't be afraid, dad is back... Did they... hurt you?"

Lin Yue'e shook her head heavily, tears streaming uncontrollably.

She looked at her husband's broad back, the man who once left her in despair, now like a mountain shielding all wind and rain.

She feared his earlier ruthlessness, yet felt an unprecedented sense of safety.

Xiao Xue clung tightly to dad's neck, sobbing softly, "Dad... Jin Hu... Jin Hu was injured by bad people..."

Lu Qingshan felt a pang in his heart, finally recalling Jin Hu in the corner.

He released his wife and daughter, stepped carefully over, and crouched down.

Jin Hu still whined in pain on the ground.

Seeing its master approach, it strained to lift its head, looking at him with wet eyes, emitting a faint snore from its throat.

It seemed both sulky and coquettish, yet also grateful that its master finally returned.

The hind leg that had been kicked hung limp.

"Good dog... good boy..."

Lu Qingshan's voice choked, his fingers gently stroking Jin Hu's warm head, feeling its tremor, his inner fury flaring again.

He turned his head toward the still howling Ma Liu on the ground, his gaze like a blade: "Such a small dog, and you still dare lay a hand on it."

Ma Liu trembled all over under that piercing gaze, yet still kept his mouth stubborn.

"Isn't it just a dog! I'll pay you… ah!"

Lu Qingshan stomped his words onto the ground beside his wounded leg, the impact even altered his wailing tone.

Lu Qingshan's eyes radiated murderous intent, about to say something.

At that moment, a rapid car engine roared from afar, drew near, halted outside the courtyard, followed by the sound of a car door opening.

"Lu Qingshan! Is this Lu Qingshan's home?"

A familiar, steady voice sounded from outside the courtyard.

Immediately, Chen Zhiguo's figure appeared at the doorway.

He wore a military‑green cotton coat, a leather hat, and held a briefcase in his hand.

When he saw the scene inside, his expression froze instantly.

"What… what is going on?"

Chen Zhiguo stepped over the threshold, looking around in disbelief.

On the ground, three men clutched their wounds, rolling and wailing, tightly bound with rope by Zhao Tiezhu and Liu Fugui.

Lu Qingshan radiated lingering fury, tightly protecting his wife and daughter behind him.

The whole house was turned into a mess, and in a corner lay a clearly badly‑injured small dog.

"Chen… Comrade Chen?"

When Lu Qingshan saw Chen Zhiguo, his voice finally wavered a bit, the murderous glint in his eyes easing, "Why did you come?"

Chen Zhiguo did not answer immediately.

He first quickly scanned the three men on the ground, then glanced at Lu Qingshan's family huddled together, finally his gaze fell on the injured small dog.

His brows knit, and he soon grasped roughly what had happened.

"Brother Qingshan, I originally came for a different matter to verify with you."

Chen Zhiguo's voice was steady and strong, "But it seems the situation here is more urgent. Deal with this first."

He walked to Lin Yue'e's side, his tone gentle: "You're the younger sister‑in‑law, right? Don't be afraid, I'm here. Are you all okay? Any injuries?"

Lin Yue'e shook her head, still shaken, unable to speak.

Xiao Xue timidly hid in her mother's arms, glanced at Chen Zhiguo, then buried her face again.

Chen Zhiguo nodded, turned toward the three wailing men on the ground, a barely perceptible cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Brother Qingshan, send those two brothers to fetch the village chief and the militia captain."

Chen Zhiguo's tone left no room for doubt, "State that Comrade Chen of the Jiangyuan County Public Security Bureau Criminal Police Squad is here, and have them come immediately to handle the emergency!"

Liu Fugui replied with a sound, turned and ran out at once.

Zhao Tiezhu kept holding the hoe, guarding the bound three men like a door deity.

Lu Qingshan took a deep breath, forcing himself to stay calm.

He crouched again, gently lifted the still whimpering Jin Hu, inspecting its wounds, his heart aching like being twisted.

Chen Zhiguo looked at Lu Qingshan, then at the house in disarray, and shook his head.

"Brother Qingshan, don't act rashly. I've already sent someone to call them; everything will follow protocol, they can't escape."

In no time, the village chief and the militia captain rushed in, hurrying behind Liu Fugui.

Seeing the scene inside, both inhaled sharply, "Comrade Chen? What… what's going on?"

Chen Zhiguo's expression turned solemn, pointing at the three bound men on the ground, his voice steady and powerful, bearing unquestionable authority:

"Village chief, captain, you both arrived just in time. I already inquired earlier."

"These three men—Ma Zhiguo, Zhao Sanqiang, Zhao Wuqiang—forced their way into a residence in broad daylight, attempted robbery, injured the family dog, destroyed property, used vulgar language, harbored malicious intent, and carried weapons!"

He paused, his gaze flashing over the three wailing men on the ground, his tone intensifying.

"This is no ordinary neighborhood dispute, nor a minor village squabble that can be settled privately! This is a serious criminal case! It must be handed over to the public security authorities immediately and dealt with strictly according to law!"

The village chief and the militia captain felt their hearts jump, exchanging bewildered looks.

They knew Ma Liu and his group were no good, but hadn't expected matters to become this serious, to involve the county's public security.

For a moment they were at a loss, unsure how to respond.

Chen Zhiguo seemed to sense their hesitation, added another sentence, his voice clearly echoing throughout the house.

"Also, Comrade Qingshan is an outstanding hunter that our county public security bureau has recently focused on and cultivated for liaison, having assisted us in emergency situations in the mountains."

"His family faced such severe threat and violation at home; the necessary defensive actions he took to protect his wife, daughter, and himself, I will report personally to the organization and testify on his behalf!"

Those words rang out like thunder on a plain!

On the ground, Ma Zhiguo and the other two, who had still clung to a sliver of hope that the village would downplay the incident,

hearing the terms "hand over to public security authorities," "criminal case," "key cultivated liaison hunter," and "Comrade Chen personally testifying,"

their faces turned ashen instantly, forgetting even their wails, collapsing limp on the ground, their eyes showing only utter despair and Fear.

It's over, this time I'm totally ruined!

Lin Yue'e finally recovered from the huge shock and lingering fear, hearing Comrade Chen's words, especially the final sentence about testifying for her husband.

The tears she had been holding back burst forth, "Swoosh," spilling out.

She clutched the still sobbing Xiao Xue tightly, her body trembling slightly from excitement and relief.

Instinctively she rested her face against Lu Qingshan's solid, warm arm beside her, as if finding the safest harbor.

Lu Qingshan gently patted his wife's back, soothing her silently.

His gaze, however, landed sharply on Chen Zhiguo, his mind filled with huge doubt and surprise.

County Public Security Bureau? Key cultivated liaison hunter? Assisted in handling emergencies?

These pieces of information were like stones tossed into a lake, rippling through his mind.

When did he become a key cultivation target of the public security bureau?

He looked at Chen Zhiguo's steady face, countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and a bold guess faintly emerged.

Not far away, beside the firewood pile in the corner, the Jin Hu that Lu Qingshan had carefully placed on the old cotton coat seemed to sense the change in the indoor atmosphere.

They let out a soft whimper, their wet black eyes gazing at Lu Qingshan.

It seemed to be reminding of something, and also seemed to be sharing the owner's doubts.