Siheyuan: I, He Yuzhu, am proficient in eight cuisines

He just wanted to take advantage of the number of people to scare He Yuzhu like Xu Damao did, and he had no intention of hitting anyone. In Yang Weimin's opinion, basically nothing would happen if he did this.

In this way, for the next two days, Yang Weimin continued to secretly observe He Yuzhu.

What puzzled him was that this man always got off work later than others every day, and he had to dawdle for at least seven or eight minutes, which made him wait for a long time. His two blacksmith brothers were also suffering in the distance, waiting impatiently!

As the saying goes, God will not let down those who work hard. This day finally came for Yang Weimin, and he waited for He Yuzhu to ride a bicycle to send Yu Haitang home.

Since his two brothers were bigger, Yang Weimin did not follow them this time.

He had been following He Yuzhu for so long that he was already familiar with this road. He could just wait for him on the road that He Yuzhu must pass.

Yu Haitang basically goes home twice a week. He Yuzhu takes Yu Haitang home on a bicycle.

What surprised He Yuzhu was that the stalker didn't follow him today. Maybe it was because the journey was too long and he couldn't run anymore. Another possibility was that the stalker might be about to take action.

Although He Yuzhu didn't know what his actions were, it didn't matter.

Yu Haitang was just like before, lazily sitting on the back seat of He Yuzhu's bicycle, leaning against He Yuzhu's back until they reached the gate of the courtyard.

"Brother Zhuzi, please go back soon..." Yu Haitang said goodbye to He Yuzhu reluctantly.

"How about I come in and sit down?" He Yuzhu said with a smile

Ever since Yu Li's incident a few years ago, He Yuzhu had never entered their home again. He always sent Yu Haitang to a place not far from the gate.

"Don't..." Yu Haitang pushed He Yuzhu: "If my dad knew about this, who knows what he would think."

Seeing Yu Haitang like this, He Yuzhu also laughed: "Okay, then I'll go back first..."

Now Yu Haitang's two younger brothers have long stopped studying. They are a bit uneducated and dropped out of junior high school after one year. Now they are apprentices in a textile factory, inheriting their father's job and moving cloth.

He Yuzhu was riding his bicycle home leisurely. When he came to a more remote section of the road, he saw two burly men stopping him.

"What are you doing?" He Yuzhu stopped his bike and looked the two men up and down. They looked really strong.

"We don't have anything to do, we just want to talk to you!" At this time, a thin man came behind them.

He Yuzhu looked carefully and found that it was indeed the man who had been following him.

"You three are all employees of the steel mill, right?" He Yuzhu said slowly.

The eldest brother Zhao beside Yang Weimin whispered to his younger brother Zhao Er with some suspicion: "This person seems familiar!"

Brother Zhao didn't take it seriously and said to his brother, "Who cares? Just give him a warning first!"

Brother Zhao said to He Yuzhu in a low voice: "So what!"

He put his hands on the handlebars of He Yuzhu's bicycle, fearing that He Yuzhu would use the mobility of the bicycle to escape.

"Get out of the car, kid..." Brother Zhao saw that his younger brother had already taken action, so he did not hesitate.

He Yuzhu parked his bike calmly and got off the bike: "So what are you going to do? Are you going to beat me up? Who asked you to come?"

"I, I am the one who wants to warn you!" Yang Weimin stepped forward bravely.

The two blacksmiths surrounded He Yuzhu even tighter, creating a stronger sense of oppression.

"Are you going to warn me?" He Yuzhu looked at Yang Weimin again. He was indeed a young man.

He asked with interest, "Warn me about what?"

After hearing what He Yuzhu said, Yang Weimin was stunned. He was a little hesitant to do it. After all, this was the first time he had done such a thing.

The two blacksmiths looked at Yang Weimin and nodded to him, indicating that Yang Weimin would back them up.

Yang Weimin immediately gained confidence and angrily said, "You...stay away from Haitang from now on!"

He originally wanted to help Qin Huairu and Yu Li, but there was no way. Yang Weimin's ability was limited. It was his limit to let Huo Huo be one less person.

He doesn't have the ability to ask this man to cut off all contact with women.

"Stay away from Haitang?" He Yuzhu was interested: "Why?"

"Hmm?" The two blacksmiths immediately straightened their chests and showed off their surging muscles.

Yang Weimin was full of arrogance: "Just because of this!"

"Why do you still want to hit someone?" He Yuzhu looked at the two men and asked, "Which workshop are you from?"

"Hmph, we are..."

Seeing that Brother Zhao wanted to introduce himself, Yang Weimin immediately interrupted him: "You are not qualified to know this!"

"If you don't want to suffer, stay away from Haitang!" Yang Weimin said arrogantly.

Fearing that He Yuzhu would disagree, he added: "This is my only request."

"I'm sorry..." He Yuzhu moved his arms slightly: "I can't do what you ask!"

As he was speaking, He Yuzhu threw a quick hook punch, knocking down Brother Zhao Er with one punch, and then kicked Brother Zhao Da with another straight kick.

All this happened in a flash, and Yang Weimin didn't even react yet.

Seeing this scene, Yang Weimin's pupils suddenly contracted. This man turned out to be a martial artist!

Brother Zhao got up first: "Amin, run!"

"This guy is a martial artist..." He shouted and ran away

Brother Zhao was kicked by He Yuzhu. The kick was quite heavy. He lay on the ground holding his abdomen and struggling for a long time. Tears came out of his eyes because of the pain.

How could He Yuzhu let this second brother Zhao get away? Another flying kick, directly knocking the second brother Zhao down

Yang Weimin was the farthest away from He Yuzhu and was the first one to run away. Now he didn't care about loyalty or not, he just kept running.

When He Yuzhu turned around, Yang Weimin had already run thirty to fifty meters...

Without saying a word, He Yuzhu got on his bicycle and rode towards Yang Weimin.

Yang Weimin looked back and saw He Yuzhu riding a bicycle, approaching him madly.

In this thrilling moment, Yang Weimin's instinct for survival burst out, and every inch of muscle in his body was exerting its strength to keep running forward.

He also didn't expect that this guy was so tough to deal with. Facing the warnings from three people, he was not afraid at all and was even able to fight back. He was much more powerful than the movie projectionist Xu Damao!

However, his escape was doomed to fail, as He Yuzhu's bicycle quickly approached him and kicked him in the butt.

"Ouch…"

Yang Weimin lost his coordination and fell twice on the ground. His hands and feet were bleeding from rubbing against the ground. He finally couldn't run anymore.

He Yuzhu was not in a hurry. He parked his bicycle and approached Yang Weimin: "What's your name?"