Siheyuan: Fighting against the beasts under the pressure of the system

After a while, seeing Zhang Minghui's expressionless face, Xu Fugui shook his head helplessly and began to speak.

"Minghui, you are still young and don't know the dangers inside. You don't even know who my master is."

"You've gotten into big trouble this time and have offended a bunch of powerful people. Now there's only one way to save you."

"Go to the public security comrades and explain that the portrait of Chiang Ching-tung is yours. I will leave the rest to my master."

"My master said that after this matter is resolved, you will be a member of the Lou family. You will never lose out if you help the Lou family in the future."

Oh, Zhang Minghui was so angry that he laughed. It seemed that Xu Fugui thought he was young and wanted to deceive him and make him admit to framing him. He used both coercion and inducement.

Isn't this an attempt to get yourself in?

Seeing Zhang Minghui smiling, Xu Fugui thought his words had worked. His smile became even gentler.

To tell you why Xu Fugui came suddenly.

Yesterday, the deaf old lady found Lou Bancheng's home and asked him to find a way to rescue her.

After the deaf old lady explained the situation, Lou Bancheng felt that he could help. Wasn't it just a matter of instigating someone to frame someone? He could just ask someone to solve the problem when the time came, but it would cost more.

There were some problems with the radio and guns, but considering the deaf old lady and the size of her family before liberation, this can be explained.

So Lou Bancheng agreed at that time and promised to rescue the deaf old lady.

After learning about the situation yesterday, Lou Bancheng made a lot of arrangements. He wanted to wait until the deaf old lady came to the police station, and then find someone to intercede for her.

But unexpectedly, while arresting the deaf old lady last night, they actually found a portrait of Chiang Ching-kuo. This is bad news.

When the news reached Lou Bancheng's ears, he did not dare to act rashly. If he was implicated, he would be in danger.

Lou Bancheng owed the deaf old lady a favor, and this was a matter of life and death, so he couldn't bear not to save her. So he went to discuss it with Xu Fugui.

As for Xu Fugui, he had been in the underworld for many years, so he knew what Lou Bancheng meant when he heard what he said. He asked tentatively.

"Master, I'll go find the guy in Yard 95 and ask him to admit that he was the one who stuffed Baldy Jiang's painting into the deaf old lady's room. Do you think that's ok?"

Lou Bancheng sat on the sofa, nodded, and spoke.

"Do this quickly and don't cause any trouble. The situation is unstable right now and there are too many people watching us."

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Xu Fugui looked at Zhang Minghui, who was still laughing, and took out a wad of money from his pocket, put it on the table, and spoke with a smile.

"Minghui, when the deaf old lady comes out, I will help you build a bridge and resolve the misunderstanding between the two of you."

Seeing Xu Fugui talking so eloquently, Zhang Minghui stood up, walked in front of Xu Fugui, stared into Xu Fugui's eyes, and spoke with a smile.

"Uncle Xu, do you know who my father is?"

Zhang Minghui's words confused Xu Fugui, and he stood there in a daze.

"Uncle Xu, my father is a martyr, and the deaf old lady is an enemy spy. Our Zhang family will never compromise with the enemy spies. How can you say such things with such a flattering face?"

As soon as he said this, Xu Fugui's expression changed. He stared at Zhang Minghui fiercely and opened his mouth to speak.

"So you are not giving face to my master."

Hearing Xu Fugui's words, Zhang Minghui smiled, pointed at Xu Fugui's chest with his finger, and spoke word by word.

"Uncle Xu, I give you face, so you have to take care of it."

"Don't mention your master to me. He's just a capitalist. In this new society, he has to learn to behave himself."

Xu Fugui's face flushed red, and he was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. Being insulted by a boy, his mentality immediately became unbalanced. A fierce light flashed on his face, and he stood up suddenly.

Just take action.

Zhang Minghui had been prepared for this!

Although Zhang Minghui had a smile on his face, he was already full of anger in his heart. "Xu Fugui, you are so good, for the sake of your master, you want me to admit that Guangtou Jiang's painting is his."

You want to kill me!

Seeing Xu Fugui standing up, Zhang Minghui punched Xu Fugui in the stomach with such force that Xu Fugui immediately fell onto his chair.

He slapped Xu Fugui several times, causing blood to ooze from the corners of his mouth. He then grabbed Xu Fugui's hair, dragged him to the ground, and kicked him hard.

Xu Fugui was beaten so hard that he immediately held his head and lay on his side.

It was obvious that he had been beaten up for a long time before Zhang Minghui stopped and stood aside.

Xu Fugui's face was bruised and swollen, and he lay there like a dead fish, gasping for breath and groaning in pain from time to time. He was in pain all over.

Zhang Minghui walked forward and patted Xu Fugui's face gently. A smile was on his face as he spoke.

"Uncle Xu, I haven't finished talking yet, why are you so anxious? You can only move after I finish what I'm saying. Do you understand?"

Xu Fugui half-closed his eyes, suppressed his inner anger, and his face calmed down and returned to his usual expression.

The severe beating he just received made him realize that he had underestimated Zhang Minghui.

Xu Fugui had been in the underworld for many years, so he could tell at once that Zhang Minghui was a skilled martial artist.

Zhang Minghui smiled brightly and spoke.

"Look, I just want to live a stable life, but you guys don't want me to live a stable life, so let's just have some fun."

"The old deaf man is dead. I, Zhang Minghui, said so. No one can save him."

After saying that, he leaned over to Xu Fugui's ear and whispered softly.

"Since your master wants to play, let's have fun. Don't give in!"

Hearing this, Xu Fugui's pupils contracted and he looked at Zhang Minghui carefully. He didn't know where Zhang Minghui got the confidence to say such big words.

However, Xu Fugui knew that he had underestimated Zhang Minghui and treated him as a child, which was why he suffered such an insult today.

Although he lost the battle, Xu Fugui struggled to get up from the ground, looked at Zhang Minghui and spoke.

"Okay, I'm done for today. I will report your words today to our master."

He turned around and walked out of Zhang Minghui's house, staggering out.

Seeing Xu Fugui leaving, Zhang Minghui curled his lips in disdain, what's the use of bringing it to your master. Zhang Minghui knew that since Xu Fugui came to the door.

If you don't want to compromise, you have to be strong and make the other party afraid to make any moves.

The weaker you are, the more they will control you.

Just like Xu Fugui, he was obviously trying to deceive people, thinking that he was young and didn't know the ins and outs of the matter.

When the enemy comes, we will fight him with our soldiers; when the water comes, we will block it with earth. After the matter with the deaf old lady is over, we will settle the accounts.