Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

At the beginning, He Yuzhu was obviously stunned for a moment, as if he was somewhat surprised and puzzled by what was happening before his eyes.

However, only a moment later, a smile appeared on his face.

During this period, He Yuzhu has been committed to restraining the gang members under his command.

He strictly ordered them not to harass the people and to behave properly.

Not only that, he also took the initiative to reduce the membership fees collected to ease the burden on the people.

At the same time, he explicitly banned all those vile acts of forcing women of good character into prostitution and causing the destruction of other people's families, and would never allow such incidents to happen again.

Through this series of measures, He Yuzhu successfully created a relatively harmonious and stable community environment.

But what he never expected was that someone would dare to come and provoke him and try to hurt him.

In this case, I could take this opportunity to practice my martial arts skills which I haven't used for a long time.

He Yuzhu's body was as fast as lightning, rushing forward with incredible swiftness.

His speed was jaw-droppingly fast. In almost the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of the group of gangsters.

Facing the oncoming sharp blade, He Yuzhu was not afraid at all and performed a unique skill of fighting against the blade with his bare hands.

He deftly dodged the fatal blow by moving sideways. Then, before his opponent could react, he grabbed the machete from his hand.

Although there may be various objects in the surrounding space, it would be too shocking to directly produce a weapon in front of everyone at this moment.

He Yuzhu, who now holds a machete, forms a sharp contrast with the gangster who previously held a sharp knife.

In the hands of gangsters, machetes are used for simple and rough actions such as chopping and stabbing, because they mostly rely on just a burst of brute force.

But when the machete fell into He Yuzhu's hands, everything became completely different.

I saw him holding the extremely sharp machete tightly in both hands, his arm muscles were tense, veins were bulging, and he was waving it wildly.

For a moment, it seemed as if countless silver lightning appeared in the air, and the exact position of the blade could not be seen at all. One could only see terrifying flashes of knife light flashing by rapidly.

Before the unlucky guys on the opposite side could react to what was happening, one of them had already been hit.

The machete slashed across the man's body like a ghost, instantly tearing a long gash in his body.

In an instant, scarlet blood gushed out like a flood, splattering everywhere.

Then, He Yuzhu moved like the wind, attacking left and right, unstoppable. In the blink of an eye, the five gangsters in front of him fell down screaming like wheat being harvested.

Then, he suddenly turned over and pounced on the other six people who rushed up from behind without hesitation.

At this time, these guys had already been frightened out of their wits by He Yuzhu's fierce and fierce aura. How could they still have the courage to resist?

Only two of them were forced to step forward to fight, while the remaining four turned around and ran away in fear.

Facing these two ignorant opponents, He Yuzhu raised his sword and swung it down, with each blow carrying the force of thunder.

Accompanied by two dull sounds of falling to the ground, the two guys soon followed in the footsteps of their companions.

Then, he lightly tapped the ground with his toes, and the whole person flew up like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye he jumped behind the four escapees.

Two more clean and sharp blows, and two more gangsters fell to the ground screaming.

At this moment, the last two remaining people completely collapsed. Their legs went limp and they fell to their knees with a thud.

Their faces turned pale, their bodies trembled, and their machetes fell to the ground with a clang. They kept shouting:

"Hero, spare your life! Hero, spare your life!"

He Yuzhu's face was as gloomy as water, and he asked coldly: "Who do you belong to?"

The two men replied tremblingly: "I...our boss is Xiong Ge from North Point."

When he heard the word "North Point", He Yuzhu's heart couldn't help but move, and a memory quickly emerged in his mind.

It turned out that the group of thugs who had been harassing Elena seemed to be the subordinates of this Xiong Ge.

It's just because I've been busy with company affairs recently, so I don't have time to pay attention to these guys.

He had never expected that it would happen so quickly. The other party had actually found out all his details and even sent people to intercept and kill him!

"Brother, please have mercy on us. We are just following orders!"

There were endless cries for mercy, but the only response they got was two cold words: "Stop talking nonsense."

The fierce sound of hacking and killing instantly broke the silence around. Many people were disturbed by the noise here and rushed towards this place.

Jin Ya Tang saw from afar the people lying on the ground covered in blood, and he was frightened.

He rushed forward in two steps and asked with concern:

"Mr. He, are you injured? How about I call an ambulance for you?"

However, Mr. He waved his hand and said calmly: "No need, first detain all 11 people, simply treat their wounds and bandage them, but don't let them lose their lives."

After all, as long as the person is not dead, there is still room for maneuver. Although human life is indeed not very valuable in today's world, it is still a very tricky matter if someone dies on the spot.

The police nowadays are darker than the gangsters. Once they detect that you have committed even the slightest mistake, they will extort money from you like a hungry wolf.

If you have a well-off family, it's still okay, it's nothing more than spending money to avoid disaster; but if you are not well-off, what awaits you is endless torture, and they will not stop at nothing to destroy your family and make you bankrupt, and they would like to suck the marrow out of your bones and squeeze out every penny of value from you.

"Hurry up and clean up the scene. Take these guys back and interrogate them thoroughly to find out their purpose and the person behind it. Also, send someone to find out who that guy called 'Brother Xiong' is and what his background is."

He Yuzhu ordered expressionlessly.

"Okay, Mr. He, I'll do it right away!" the subordinate responded respectfully.

He Yuzhu casually threw the blood-stained machete in his hand aside, clapped his hands, then turned around and strode away from this place of trouble.

Someone would naturally take care of the remaining mess, and he was too lazy to worry about it anymore.

Not long after, He Yuzhu returned home. Not long after he sat down, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

"Hello? Who is this?" He Yuzhu picked up the phone and asked.

"Lao He, I heard that you were hacked by someone just now? Are you injured?" A concerned voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Oh, it's Inspector Feng. I didn't expect you to get the news so quickly."

When He Yuzhu heard that it was Feng Junkai calling, he couldn't help feeling a little surprised, but he still responded politely.

In this prosperous yet chaotic Hong Kong, in order to better control the situation, the authorities adopted the strategy of using Chinese to check and manage the Chinese.

Therefore, the police station hired a large number of Chinese to serve as military and police officers.

However, due to various reasons such as racial discrimination, the status of Chinese in the police force is generally low, and the highest position they can reach is detective, which is equivalent to a small boss in the police station.

Despite this, inspectors like Feng Junkai are also powerful figures in the local area.

Speaking of Inspector Feng Junkai, he is a real local tyrant. Although his name sounds nice, "Junkai", he is actually a ruthless and worldly-wise character.

He has been operating in this area for many years and has extensive connections in both the black and white worlds. Ordinary people dare not provoke him easily.

He has a group of fierce gangsters under his command.

These gangsters usually collect money everywhere, and after receiving the money, they have to hand over a part of it to Feng Junkai himself according to regulations.

This act of paying money is essentially a so-called "protection fee."

Although the underworld was very arrogant in the 1980s, they were still suppressed to a certain extent by the Chinese police at this time.

However, in that era, if you wanted to do business safely, you had to be able to deal with both the black and white worlds.

With no other choice, He Yuzhu could only swallow his anger. When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head!

Every month, he had to pay a sum of money to Feng Junkai, otherwise the police would come to his house every few days to cause trouble.

Every time he thought of this, He Yuzhu became so angry that he wanted to sneak into Feng Junkai's house in the middle of the night and kill him directly.

But if you calm down and think about it carefully, even if you really kill Feng Junkai, the higher-ups will definitely send another person to replace him.

And the new guy might have an even bigger appetite than Feng Junkai! Because of this, He Yuzhu temporarily suppressed his impulse and did not act rashly.

After all, the root cause of this situation is the overall social environment. You know, it took seven or eight years for the ICAC to be established!

In that turbulent era, a fierce struggle was quietly unfolding.

Back in the 80s, Hong Kong was like a turbulent ocean, and the business environment was unpredictable and turbulent.

After long and difficult years, it was not until the mid-to-late 80s that the business atmosphere in this land gradually stabilized. However, undercurrents were still surging beneath the calm surface.

In such an environment full of challenges and opportunities, it is obviously not enough to rely solely on wisdom and hard work to gain a foothold and achieve success.

Being ruthless and cruel has become the way of survival for many people, and having a strong backer is even more important.

At this time, Feng Junkai appeared. He said solemnly, "I was also entrusted by someone. You should leave those 11 people to me."

It turned out that since he took in those 11 gangsters, the man named Brother Xiong quickly learned about it.

Brother Xiong is quite famous in the underworld, and his power should not be underestimated. Therefore, he found Feng Junkai through various connections and asked him to help get those people back.

Hearing Feng Junkai's request, the man called Lao He couldn't help but frowned and retorted with an unhappy look:

"Inspector Feng, look at the injuries on my body. They were caused by these guys! They almost took my life! You want to take them away with just a few words. In the future, won't anyone be able to step on me and bully me at will?"

Facing Lao He's complaints, Feng Junkai softened his tone slightly, but his attitude remained firm:

"Old He, I am only giving you enough face because of our long-standing friendship! You should be sensible and call the people over quickly."

Seeing this situation, although Lao He was dissatisfied, he also knew that Feng Junkai had strong backstage support.

In desperation, he could only continue to ask:

"This time, the higher-ups called me personally and told me to handle it properly. So, I can hand this person over, but there has to be a reasonable explanation, right?"

Feng Junkai pondered for a moment, then patted his chest and assured Lao He:

"Lao He, don't worry. As long as you cooperate this time and hand the person over to me, I can guarantee that something like this will never happen to you again. After all, this is my territory, and I won't allow anyone to act recklessly here!"

He Yuzhu curled his lips in disdain, thinking to himself, the so-called guarantee from the other party is useless! How can one's personal safety be entrusted to others? It must be firmly controlled in one's own hands!

Since the other party dares to stretch out his dirty claws to provoke me, don't blame me for being ruthless.

However, facing the inspector's aggressive threats, He Yuzhu knew that it was not appropriate to confront the other party at this time, so he had to choose to compromise and give in temporarily.

After hanging up the call with the inspector, He Yuzhu immediately dialed Jin Ya Tang's phone number and ordered in a serious tone:

"Send the person over to me quickly!"

Du Weifang, who was standing by, saw this and asked in confusion, "Are you going to hand him over right now?"

He Yuzhu sighed helplessly and replied, "We have no choice but to do this. But even though the person has been handed over, we can't just let this go so easily!"

Du Weifang then asked: "So what are you going to do next?"

He Yuzhu's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "First, find a way to collect detailed information about Brother Xiong and find out exactly where he came from and what his background is."

They did it right away, and soon the information about Brother Xiong was found.

It turns out that this Brother Xiong’s full name is Wang Zexiong, and he has control over several streets in the North Point area.

What’s even more coincidental is that the property that Elena had previously purchased happened to be located within his territory.

At first, He Yuzhu thought that as long as he and his men evacuated safely, the storm would be settled.

So during that time, he did not take any further action.

Although He Yuzhu occasionally shows a ruthless side in his daily life, after all, he has received many years of good education, and deep down in his heart he still has some awe for those acts of fighting and killing.

I don't want to turn myself into a ruthless gang leader.