Siheyuan: During the great famine, we produced hundreds of millions of tons of grain

"Yes, these bastards are bad people and should be beaten!" Aunt Zhou was the first to agree.

"Yes, that's right, this kind of scum should be beaten up!"

"Brother Wan, you have done a good job. Scum like this should be taught a lesson."

The people around were talking about it.

Listening to the accusations from the people around him, the young man in black was so angry that his eyes were red and he wanted to rush forward and devour Wan Ping An alive.

However, the young man in black is not stupid and knows that he must not confront Wan Pingan head-on at this time.

After all, the skills Wan Ping'an showed just now made him understand that Wan Ping'an was no ordinary person.

Wan Pingan nodded, then looked at Zhao Zhihua, smiled slightly and said, "Did you hear that? Everyone supports me, what can you do to me?"

"You... you..." Zhao Zhihua's face was livid, and his chest was heaving with anger.

"Okay! In that case, let me add some more ingredients for you!" After saying that, Zhao Zhihua took out his mobile phone and dialed another number.

A moment later, a van slowly parked outside the courtyard, followed by dozens of men wearing gangster clothes and holding sticks in their hands.

The leader was a man in his thirties with a beard.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Zhihua immediately rushed forward and shouted respectfully: "Brother Qiang, you are finally here."

"Brother Zhao, what happened?" the bearded man frowned.

"That's that boy. He beat my brother. Please help me deal with him!" Zhao Zhihua pointed at Wan Ping'an and said.

The bearded man looked around, and when he saw Wan Ping An, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Wan Ping'an is tall and handsome, and his whole person exudes a sense of stability and calmness that belies his age.

Especially Wan Ping'an's eyes contained an unfathomable depth and wisdom that no one could understand.

The bearded man took two steps back involuntarily, and then asked in a fearful tone: "Are you Wan Ping'an?"

"Yes." Wan Pingan nodded lightly.

The bearded man looked stern, and then shouted to the dozens of boys behind him: "Cuff him!"

"Let's see who dares!" Wan Pingan suddenly shouted loudly.

When Wan Pingan's voice fell, the dozens of younger brothers stopped and swallowed involuntarily.

Wan Pingan's eyes narrowed, his gaze became cold, and his whole body exuded a terrifying sense of oppression.

The dozens of younger brothers lowered their heads, not daring to look at Wan Pingan.

"Let's go." Wan Ping'an said and walked towards the door.

Seeing this, the dozens of younger brothers immediately followed him.

Wan Ping'an walked straight towards the entrance of the courtyard.

"Stop him!" Zhao Zhihua roared ferociously.

After hearing this, the group of young men hesitated for a while, and then blocked the entrance of the courtyard in unison.

"Get away!" Wan Ping'an glared at the gangster standing in front of him with a cold expression.

"Wan Ping'an, I, Zhao Zhihua, am here today, let's see who dares to let you go!" Zhao Zhihua yelled with a face full of madness.

"Are you sure?" Wan Ping'an said with a half-smile.

"Stop talking nonsense! Take action!" Zhao Zhihua gave the order and led a dozen people including the young man in black to rush towards Wan Ping'an.

Seeing Zhao Zhihua taking the lead in attacking, the group of younger brothers also rushed towards Wan Ping'an without hesitation.

"boom!"

A trace of ferocity flashed in Wan Ping'an's eyes, his figure flickered, and in the blink of an eye he rushed in front of a younger brother, and then kicked the younger brother in the stomach.

The little brother instantly fell to the ground and started wailing, rolling his eyes in pain.

He never would have thought that Wan Ping'an would have such a strong fighting power.

He was knocked to the ground as soon as he met him.

Wan Ping'an ignored the wailing younger brother lying on the ground and turned to the younger brother next to him, punching him in the stomach and sending him flying five or six meters away.

Immediately, Wan Pingan pounced in front of another younger brother.

That little brother simply couldn't kill Wan Ping'an instantly with one move, so he screamed and flew out, unconscious on the spot.

Wan Pingan continued to attack the remaining gangsters, and it only took more than ten minutes to kill them all.

At this moment, Zhao Zhihua and the young man in black were completely stunned, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

They never expected that Wan Ping'an would be so powerful.

"How is that possible? You...you..." The young man in black opened his mouth and stared at Wan Pingan in surprise.

"You want money, right? Now, you can take the money and get out." Wan Ping'an said coldly.

The young man in black came to his senses and said hurriedly: "No, please don't, we can compensate you for your mental loss."

"Oh? How much can you compensate?" Wan Pingan said with interest.

"Let's do this, we are willing to compensate you 200,000 yuan!" said the young man in black.

"Do you think I'm short of the two hundred thousand?" Wan Ping'an said coldly.

"Huh?" The young man in black was stunned and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Zhao Zhihua scratched his head and said, "Wan Ping'an, you are going too far."

"Isn't it what you were looking for first?" Wan Pingan retorted.

Zhao Zhihua scolded angrily: "Who are you? I need to apologize to you?"

Wan Pingan glanced at Zhao Zhihua with contempt and said sarcastically: "Who are you? Are you qualified to say this?"

Zhao Zhihua was suddenly speechless and trembling with anger.

"Okay, leave quickly, don't force me to use violence!" Wan Ping'an said coldly.

Zhao Zhihua gritted his teeth, and finally reluctantly took out 200,000 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Wan Ping'an.

"Humph, I remember you!" After leaving these words, Zhao Zhihua left angrily.

Looking at Zhao Zhihua's leaving figure, Wan Pingan smiled disdainfully.

"Brother Wan, why did you let him go?" the bearded man couldn't help but ask.

"Because... he is trash!" Wan Ping'an shook his head.

"Ah? Brother Wan, do you mean that Zhao Zhihua is trashier than him?" the bearded man said with surprise on his face.

“It’s not trashier, it’s trashy.”

"That's it." The bearded man suddenly realized, and then he couldn't help but admire Wan Ping'an.

Although the bearded man did not know Zhao Zhihua, he clearly knew how powerful Zhao Zhihua was.

In Forty-Nine City, the Zhao family is one of the largest aristocratic families, with its businesses covering all walks of life.

Although they are not considered to be the top wealthy families in Forty-Nine City, they are the dominant family in this small town.

"Our Siheyuan has been really uneasy recently. Let me tell you, ever since Wan Ping'an became the first uncle, the Siheyuan has never been quiet." The deaf old lady looked at the second uncle Liu Haizhong, the third uncle Yan Bugui and the naughty old woman in the courtyard. Jia and Zhang are all here.

He simply incited everyone directly and wanted to embarrass Wan Ping'an.

"That's true. Several gangsters have come to our courtyard to cause trouble these days."

"That's true. Several gangsters have come to our courtyard to cause trouble these days." There was a lot of discussion in the crowd.

"Hey, Wan Ping'an is still too young. He is impulsive and reckless." The third grandma sighed.