Siheyuan: Days of bird abuse in Siheyuan

"Yi Zhonghai! He Yuzhu's behavior has violated the law and must be punished! Do you want to stop the law enforcement?"

Ok?

After hearing what Zhao Haifeng said and looking at the gun on his waist, Yi Zhonghai finally dared not speak anymore.

"Master, you said before that if I could produce evidence and didn't send the person who attacked me to jail, not only you would not agree, but everyone in our hospital would not agree. How come your position changed in the blink of an eye?

!

Hearing the familiar words coming out of Hou Weimin's mouth, Yi Zhonghai's face turned pale.

Although He Yuzhu was the god of war in the courtyard, he did not dare to show his teeth to the police and could only allow himself to be taken away by the police.

"If Hou Weimin is willing to forgive He Yuzhu, we will give him a lighter sentence."

Years of experience in handling cases enabled Zhao Haifeng to tell the truth from He Yuzhu's words and confirmed that he really wanted to teach Hou Weimin a lesson, but did not intend to rob him, so he left after leaving this sentence.

……

"Hou Weimin, go over now and ask the police to forgive He Yuzhu."

After the police left, the first person to speak was Bai Lianhua.

Sha Zhu is her family's bloodsucking target. The meat in the lunch boxes that Sha Zhu brings back every now and then has made their family fat and white, not to mention that Sha Zhu would "borrow money" from them from time to time.

No matter what, Qin Huairu would not let go of this meal ticket, she said hurriedly and anxiously.

"Yes, you must go to the police and tell them that you forgive Shazhu."

When the police just appeared, Jia Zhang, who had been hiding behind the crowd and was as honest as a little chicken, also spoke at this time, obviously understanding the importance of Sha Zhu to their Jia family.

Yi Zhonghai's face turned pale, perhaps because Hou Weimin was using his own words to challenge him, and he did not speak for a while.

"roll."

Hou Weimin had no good face towards these two people. He walked straight through the crowd and went back to his home, but on the way he was grabbed by the sleeve by Jia Zhang.

"If you don't go to the police today and ask them to forgive Sha Zhu, don't even think about going back."

Pulling Hou Weimin's sleeve, Jia Zhang said with vicious eyes.

"The police haven't gone far yet. If I shout now, they will come over. Do you want them to take you away too?"

!

As soon as the words were out, Jia Zhang hurriedly let go of Hou Weimin's sleeve and took several steps back.

"Humph!"

Hou Weimin no longer paid attention to the beasts behind him and went straight back home.

Number of draws: 1

On his personal dashboard, Hou Weimin saw that the number of draws, which was originally zero, had become 1.

Sure enough, by teaching those beasts a lesson, can I gain more lottery draws?

This is because the beasts bullied the original body too much, even the system couldn't stand it~

"lottery."

"Congratulations to the host for winning a bicycle ticket*1 and a malicious amplification symbol*1"

Ok?

As information flowed through his brain, Hou Weimin understood the function of the malice amplifying talisman. It could amplify the malice in people's hearts in a short period of time.

Find an opportunity to use it on the beasts.

As for bicycle tickets, since the steel rolling mill only gets a quota of tickets every year, it is naturally difficult for Hou Weimin, a second-level worker, to get a bicycle ticket.

Now that he has the ticket, even if he doesn't have money to buy a bicycle for the time being, he can make a lot of money by selling the ticket on the black market.

However, Hou Weimin would not sell such a valuable ticket. He still needs to save money to buy a bicycle.

In this era, owning a bicycle was a very cool thing, and the status of bicycles in this era was equivalent to that of sports cars later.

If you have a bicycle, when you go on a blind date, the other person will look at you with a lot more respect.

……

In front of Yi Zhonghai’s house.

"Uncle, Hou Weimin must write a letter of apology! Sha Zhu can't go to jail."

Qin Huairu said anxiously.

This is her long-term meal ticket, so Qin Huairu is certainly unwilling to let it go.

"It's too late tonight, and Hou Weimin is still angry. I'll go find him tomorrow and make him write a letter of apology."

Tomorrow is the weekend and the steel mill is closed.

"But what if Hou Weimin doesn't want to write?"

"He has no choice but to write, otherwise he won't be able to live comfortably in this courtyard anymore!"

Yi Zhonghai's eyes were fierce, Sha Zhu was the one he had appointed to take care of him in his old age, and he was his hope for his retirement.

If his hopes were ruined, Yi Zhonghai would really go crazy!

Ok?

Seeing Yi Zhonghai's cold eyes, Qin Huairu shuddered and felt relieved. However, when she thought of Hou Weimin, she said viciously:

"This Hou Weimin is really damnable. He actually called the police before the Siheyuan meeting. He was planning to send Sha Zhu to prison from the beginning. We can't let him go!"

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai's eyes moved and it was obvious that he was planning something in his mind.

……

Sha Zhu was taken to the interrogation room and after a brief interrogation, he was formally detained.

"Why were you imprisoned?"

This was a brick house with a large bunk bed. A foul smell kept coming into He Yuzhu's nose, causing him to cover his mouth and nose subconsciously.

There were already more than a dozen people sleeping on the bunk bed, covered with a black and gray quilt whose original color could not be seen.

Among them was a middle-aged bald man who asked coldly after seeing He Yuzhu.

"none of your business!"

He Yuzhu was used to being domineering in the courtyard. Except for Hou Weimin and the Jia family, He Yuzhu had never suffered any loss at the hands of others.

Xu Damao and Yan Jiecheng, the gods of war in the courtyard houses, were often beaten by him.

hmm~

Seeing He Yuzhu being so arrogant, the middle-aged bald man was frightened for a moment. Could it be that he was really some big shot?

Gang members?

Or they came here to kill or rob!

People like this are ruthless, and the middle-aged bald man dare not offend them.

"May I ask you?"

The middle-aged bald man asked humbly.

!

?

You were so arrogant just now, but now your tone is so humble?

It seems that people should be a little more ruthless and arrogant so that others will be afraid of you.

He Yuzhu thought proudly.

"Humph! Grandpa, I'm the chef at the Red Star Steel Mill."

As he spoke, He Yuzhu walked slowly to the big bunk bed (he had a slight fracture in his chest and couldn't walk too fast), lay down, and wrinkled his nose.

"What's that smell? You guys usually poop or pee in bed, right? Why is it so smelly?"

He Yuzhu was very dissatisfied, but still covered himself with the quilt.

The weather was getting colder and he felt uncomfortable with the cold.

"chef?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged bald man was a little surprised.

"Then why were you imprisoned?"

The middle-aged bald man asked curiously.

"I taught a lesson to a bastard in our hospital who didn't know how to respect the elderly and unite the neighbors. He tricked me and ended up being locked up."

He Yuzhu said unhappily.

Ok?

Just a fight?

The middle-aged bald man's face changed, and then he nodded to signal his subordinates who were ready to make a move.

The next second, He Yuzhu, who was covered with a quilt and trying to adapt to the foul smell in the air, was pulled to the ground by several people around him.

Duang!

The back hit the ground hard, making a loud noise.