The Dog King of Siheyuan Tears and Rebirth

Early the next morning, Yan Jiecheng got up and waited at the door. He wanted to tell Xu Damao that the report was his personal behavior and had nothing to do with Yan Fugui.

After waiting for a long time, he finally saw Xu Damao and his friend coming out pushing their bicycles, so he hurried over and stood in front of their bicycles.

"Xu Damao, I, Yan Jiecheng, take responsibility for my own actions. I was the one who reported you. It has nothing to do with my father. If you have any tricks on me, just come to me. I'm waiting." Yan Jiecheng said righteously.

Hearing Yan Jiecheng's words, Xu He and He looked at each other. Xu Damao sneered, "Fool, a good dog doesn't block the road. Get out of my way."

"Xu Damao you..." Yan Jiecheng said angrily.

Before he could finish his sentence, Yan Jiecheng felt a tightness in his crotch, followed by a piercing pain.

With a bang, Yan Jiecheng flew backwards and curled up on the ground. "You bastard, who gave you the courage to stop people from going to work so early in the morning?" He Yuzhu put his foot away and cursed, "If you block my way again next time, I'll kill you."

After saying that, the two of them ignored him and pushed the cart out.

After the two of them left, Yang Ruihua ran out, quickly squatted down to support Yan Jiecheng and asked, "Jiecheng, how is it? Oh, you said this silly Zhu is simply lawless."

"No, Mom, don't touch me, it hurts, let me rest for a while, it hurts so much, I feel like I... have no feeling." Yan Jiecheng said with sweat all over his forehead.

"It's what I said. It's what I deserve!" Yan Fugui came out and cursed, "Ruihua, go home and ignore this idiot."

On the other side, outside, on the road, Xu Damao laughed and said, "That kick you just gave was too satisfying. I'm afraid Yan Jiecheng's penis was broken by you."

"No big deal, who told him to keep nagging, early in the morning, shouldn't we kick him out and keep him for the New Year?"

"Yes, we can't even kill two pounds of meat during the New Year. It's so skinny and smells like shit! Just wait, I'll make him have a limp in one leg today." Xu Damao said.

In this way, the two of them chatted and laughed, and soon arrived at the factory.

Yan Jiecheng felt better after a long while, so he stood up and left the courtyard. He still had to carry cement today! This was a part-time job that he had begged for a long time to get.

"Silly Zhu, I will never let you go in this life. It hurts me so much." Yan Jiecheng cursed as he walked, wishing he could take a knife and kill He Yuzhu.

Soon, Yan Jiecheng arrived at the agreed place and started working.

It was not until noon that Yan Jiecheng finished carrying the cement. Just when he wanted to take a break, he saw from afar a group of young people in green clothes and red armbands walking towards them.

Seeing this group of people, the leader, Lao Zhao, immediately walked up to them and asked politely, "Hey guys, we are from the plastering team of the street office, and we are working. What's going on?"

But he knew that these kids were not easy to deal with, so he was as polite as possible when speaking to them.

"We are from the WG group in the next street. I heard that there is a guy named Yan Jiecheng here, is that right?" asked the leading soldier.

"Yes, he's over there," Lao Zhao pointed at Yan Jiecheng and said, "What do you want from him?"

"Nothing, we just heard that he is an old PK, so we came to see what he looks like." said the leader.

After saying that, a group of people surrounded Yan Jiecheng. Seeing people coming towards him, Yan Jiecheng immediately became alert. In an instant, he felt that it was Xu Damao who came to cause trouble for him.

"You, what do you want to do?" Yan Jiecheng asked.

"Nothing, I just want to see you, old PK. I heard that you are competing with an old widow in your courtyard for five dollars a time? Is that true?" asked the leader.

Hearing Xiao Hong bring up the old story again, Yan Jiecheng said angrily, "Just tell me what you want to do. That's all old news. We've criticized it and fought against it. What else do you want to do?"

"We don't want to do anything. We just heard about your story and came to see you. We wanted to take you to our street as a negative example to warn everyone. What do you think? Come with us! Old PK." The leader deliberately provoked.

"I won't go. I'm not from your street. I'm from Nanluoguxiang. You have no right to control me." Yan Jiecheng shouted.

"Hey, how can we not be in charge? We are in charge of everything that should be in charge in the world. You guys go over and arrest him."

"You dare?"

As he said that, Yan Jiecheng picked up the shovel beside him and looked like he would beat him if he dared to come.

Seeing this, the leader laughed. This was how he wanted to divide the group. So he shouted, "Comrades, this stubborn and rebellious element wants to fight against us? What should we do?"

"Fuck him, GM needs to bleed, go ahead!" a fourteen-year-old kid shouted.

"Fuck him!"

"Fuck him!"

……

A group of people surrounded them without caring about anything. Seeing someone coming, Yan Jiecheng became anxious and hit the fourteen-year-old child who came up first with a shovel.

"what!"

The child screamed, then covered his head with his hands, and a stream of blood flowed out from between his fingers.

"Blood, blood, I'm bleeding." the child cried.

"Kill him." The leader shouted, "Kill him for daring to attack our comrades."

So, a group of people surrounded the frightened Yan Jiecheng and started punching and kicking him.

Just when a group of people were fighting fiercely, the leader smiled ghostly, picked up a stick on the ground, walked over, and swung the stick at Yan Jiecheng's knee.

"Oh! My legs, my legs."

Ignoring Yan Jiecheng's shouts, they swung the stick several times in succession. After making sure that the stick was completely destroyed, the leader Xiaohong threw away the stick and said, "Bah, you old bastard, you dare to hit our people? You are against GM. You got an easy chance today. Let's go and take our people to the hospital."

After saying that, a group of people supported the injured child and left the scene in a flash.

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts, Uncle Zhao, Uncle Zhao, send me to the hospital, I can't take it anymore." Yan Jiecheng shouted.

"This... Hey! It's my bad luck. I still have a lot of work to do today! You keep causing trouble for me. You don't need to come here anymore. I can't afford to play here." Lao Zhao said helplessly, "You two, come on, help me together."

"Ok!"

"Be gentle, be gentle, it hurts, it hurts." Yan Jiecheng shouted, "Uncle Zhao, help, help me call the police, someone is deliberately seeking revenge, this is revenge."

"Hey! What the hell are you reporting? Didn't you see that they were a group of crazy kids? Who dares to take care of this matter? Besides, you were the one who started it first." Old Zhao said angrily.

"Uncle Zhao, please, help me call the police!" Yan Jiecheng said.

"I'm busy and don't have the spare time. If you want to report it, go ahead and report it yourself. I don't want to cause any trouble. Now shut up. I'm sending you to the hospital because I pity you." With that, several people carried Yan Jiecheng to the hospital and no longer paid any attention to the nagging Yan Jiecheng.