Siheyuan: I just want to live

Hearing Chen Feng's sarcastic words, Qin Huairu widened her eyes, her eyes full of disbelief.

She could never have imagined that the once familiar Chen Feng would become like this.

Although Chen Feng in the past could not be said to be taciturn, he was definitely not an eloquent person either.

He has always been a straightforward and resolute person. If he encounters a problem, he will solve it directly and will never waste time arguing with the other party.

Sometimes, when there was a disagreement, he would even pull out the pistol from his waist without hesitation to intimidate the other party.

However, at this moment, Chen Feng in front of him seemed like a different person.

Although he no longer threatened others with a gun, his mouth seemed to be under a spell and he kept talking nonstop from the beginning.

What was even more surprising was that every word Chen Feng said today was like an extremely sharp blade, stabbing mercilessly into the hearts of everyone in the Jia family, leaving them no mercy at all.

At this moment, Chen Feng, who had just made some "sharp remarks", stood quietly with a faint smile on his face.

His sharp eyes were now fixed on the young man Banggeng, as if he was waiting for some response from Banggeng.

As expected, this kid Banggeng really did not disappoint Chen Feng!

Just after Chen Feng finished speaking, Bang Geng was instantly enraged like a little bull.

He opened his eyes wide, and yelled at Chen Feng with a face full of anger: "Chen Feng, who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? How dare you teach me a lesson!"

Before he finished speaking, Bang Geng seized the opportunity. At that time, Qin Huairu was talking to Chen Feng with her head turned back, and her attention was not on him at all.

Bang Geng suddenly exerted force and broke free from Qin Huairu who was holding him tightly. Then, he quickly raised his fist high and ran towards the kitchen like the wind.

At the same time, Banggeng's mouth was not idle either, and he continued to yell loudly: "You asked me to avoid taking detours, right? Humph! Today, I will make you take detours!"

He looked so aggressive, as if he wanted to eat Chen Feng alive.

However, when Qin Huairu saw Banggeng so impulsively break free from his restraints and rush straight towards Chen Feng, she became extremely anxious, fearing that Banggeng would be no match for Chen Feng and would suffer a loss.

She hurriedly shouted anxiously behind Banggeng: "Banggeng, please don't be impulsive! Stop immediately!"

It’s a pity that Banggeng was already so angry that he couldn’t listen to Qin Huairu’s advice.

At this moment, Chen Feng looked at the aggressive Banggeng who was rushing towards him like a little tiger, and he couldn't help but feel secretly happy in his heart, and even almost laughed out loud.

You know, he has been talking here for so long, just waiting for this moment!

It happened in a flash. When Bang Geng was only a few inches away from Chen Feng, Chen Feng suddenly raised his right leg with lightning speed and kicked Bang Geng's chest hard.

The kick was accurate and fierce, as if it carried a tremendous force, and it landed firmly on Banggeng's chest, which was as thin as a bamboo pole.

There was a dull "bang" sound, and the stem of the stick flew backwards at an extremely fast speed like a kite with a broken string.

His thin body drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

Due to inertia, he rolled several times on the ground and finally hit his head on the earthquake shelter that he had just built.

This was a disaster! The stick hit the already unstable earthquake shelter and knocked it over. The simple wooden boards and plastic sheets were scattered all over the floor.

As for poor Bang Geng, his entire body was pinned down by the collapsed earthquake shelter and he was unable to move for a while.

Chen Feng's sudden kick hit Bang Geng's chest hard. The kick was so powerful that Bang Geng felt a sharp pain in an instant, as if his chest was hit by a sledgehammer.

At this moment, he just felt difficulty breathing, and a feeling of suffocation in his heart made him unable to utter even a word.

Qin Huairu, who was originally chasing the stick, was about to catch up with her child.

However, just when she took two steps, an astonishing scene suddenly happened before her eyes - the stick stem flew straight backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Then, accompanied by a loud bang, the shaky earthquake shed collapsed unexpectedly, crushing the flying stick stem underneath.

Seeing such a thrilling scene, Qin Huairu was frightened and stopped immediately.

Her heart was beating so hard that it seemed like it was going to jump out of her throat.

After a brief moment of shock, Qin Huairu came to her senses, turned around without hesitation, and ran towards the collapsed earthquake shed as fast as she could.

After running to the earthquake shelter, Qin Huairu was extremely anxious, digging in the rubble with both hands. At the same time, she kept shouting loudly.

"Bang Geng, my child, how are you? Are you hurt? If you are okay, please answer your mother's call!"

Time passed by minute by minute, and every moment seemed as long as a year to Qin Huairu. Finally, after some effort, Banggeng's figure gradually emerged from the ruins.

After carefully cleaning the criss-crossing and tightly attached wooden strips on the stem of the stick, Qin Huairu did not dare to delay at all, she quickly bent her knees and knelt down.

Then, she gently but firmly stretched out her hands, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world, and slowly held Banggeng's skinny body into her arms.

Then, Qin Huairu's face was full of worry and concern, and she asked Bang Geng softly, "Bang Geng, my good boy, how do you feel now? Do you feel anything wrong or uncomfortable in your body?"

Qin Huairu's voice trembled slightly, as if she was afraid of hearing any bad answer.

At this moment, Bang Geng, who was still immersed in his anger, gradually calmed down.

He first took a few breaths and adjusted his breathing rhythm, then raised his head and met Qin Huairu's worried eyes. He tried to force a smile and said, "Mom, don't worry, I'm really fine!"

After saying that, Bang Geng gently patted the back of Qin Huairu's hand, as if he wanted to prove that what he said was true.

After hearing what Bang Geng said, Qin Huairu's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down a little. She relaxed and the tense expression on her face gradually eased.

She patted her chest gently, and kept repeating: "It's okay, it's okay..."

It seemed that only by repeating this could she truly believe that everything was fine.

However, just when Qin Huairu was still immersed in this feeling of relief, something unexpected happened - the stick that was originally lying quietly in her arms.

Suddenly, as if he was given an injection of chicken blood, he turned over and broke free from Qin Huairu's arms, then used his hands and feet to climb up incredibly quickly.

Then, the stick stalk ran towards Chen Feng like a wild horse without looking back! The speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

At this moment, Chen Feng, who was still standing there preparing to watch a good show, was caught off guard by the sudden scene in front of him.

He opened his eyes wide, looking at the stick that was rushing towards him aggressively, and couldn't help feeling amused.

He thought to himself, "Oh my, I never thought this little fellow would be so persistent! Looks like today's farce will continue..."

Thinking of this, Chen Feng's originally tense face suddenly relaxed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a slightly playful smile.

This smile seemed to hide endless meaning, making it difficult to grasp.

At this moment, Bang Geng raised his fist again fiercely and rushed towards Chen Feng like an enraged little beast.

However, facing the aggressive attack, Chen Feng seemed unusually calm and composed.

He just slightly turned sideways, and his movements were as light as a dancing butterfly. He easily dodged the punch that was coming towards him.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Feng acted quickly and accurately grabbed Bang Geng's arm.

In a flash, Chen Feng exerted force suddenly and threw Bang Geng over his shoulder, throwing him high into the air, and then he fell heavily on the hard ground.

There was a dull "bang" sound, and the stem of the stick made solid contact with the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

But Chen Feng did not give up. He raised his foot and was about to give the stick lying on the ground a hard kick.

This will make Banggeng completely lose the ability to do anything to himself.

At this critical moment, Qin Huairu, who was chasing the stick, finally rushed to Chen Feng's side.

She stretched out her hands without hesitation and used all her strength to push Chen Feng away, causing Chen Feng's attack to miss the target instantly.

Then, Qin Huairu's eyes widened, her face flushed, her chest heaving violently with anger. She pointed at Chen Feng and yelled at the top of her lungs.

"Chen Feng, are you going to beat Bang Geng to death? He's just a child, how can you be so cruel!"

When Chen Feng heard Qin Huairu's angry roar, he just smiled and said, "She's just a child? You said Banggeng is already in her twenties, and you're the only one who still treats her like a child, right?"

As he spoke, Chen Feng pointed at the stick lying on the ground and said, "Besides, he's still breathing. Isn't he still alive?"