Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

Silly Zhu was also stunned,

In the courtyard house, it is common for the big guys to fight and fight. For example, he often hits stupid pillars, but only with his fists and never uses weapons.

Otherwise, if Xu Damao is really beaten to death, he will also be imprisoned.

Yan Jiecheng felt extremely powerful at this moment, with a kind of crazy pride in his eyes. The kitchen knife in his hand seemed to give him endless power, making him feel that he was in control of the entire situation. He straightened his back and raised his chin slightly

, pointed the knife at Shazhu and said loudly: "Sinzhu, are you aware of being afraid now? Humph, wasn't it very majestic just now? Kneel down now!"

Yan Jiecheng's voice echoed in the courtyard, full of threats and provocations. A ferocious smile appeared on his face, as if seeing Silly Zhu succumb to his feet would bring him great satisfaction.

A hint of stubbornness and contempt flashed in Silly Zhu's eyes, and he suddenly laughed loudly. The laughter seemed particularly abrupt in the silent courtyard, full of mockery.

"Yan Jiecheng, do you think you are great just because you have a broken kitchen knife? You can scare and frighten timid people. If you have the ability, you can really cut them!" Silly Zhu puffed up his chest and looked at Yan Jiecheng without fear, his face

A disdainful smile appeared on his face.

His voice was loud and powerful, as if he was declaring his bravery and unyieldingness to Yan Jiecheng. Silly Zhu continued to say while smiling: "Do you think I will be afraid of you? You don't even look at how much you weigh. Hold a handful

The kitchen knife just wants me to kneel down? You can just dream!"

Silly Zhu's ridicule made Yan Jiecheng's face become even more ugly. His hand held the kitchen knife tightly, his body was trembling slightly, and the crazy look in his eyes became more intense.

"Silly Zhu, don't toast me and you will be fined with wine. I will let you know how powerful I am today." Yan Jiecheng gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

However, Silly Zhu remained unmoved at all. His eyes were full of provocation, as if to say: "Come if you have the ability. I'm not afraid of you."

Yan Jiecheng was like an enraged beast, his eyes were red and his face was ferocious. He held the kitchen knife tightly, and the sharp blade shone with a chilling light in the sun. While he cursed Silly Zhu angrily, he moved towards Silly Zhu menacingly.

Zhu rushed over, his footsteps heavy and rapid, and every step seemed to break the ground.

Seeing Yan Jiecheng's crazy look, Silly Zhu suddenly felt a strong fear in his heart. His face instantly turned pale, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Without any hesitation, he turned around and ran. His footsteps

He was panicking and rushing, as if what he was chasing behind him was not Yan Jiecheng, but a ferocious beast.

Yan Jiecheng was chasing after him. He was very fast, waving the kitchen knife in his hand in the air, making a whistling sound. "Silly Zhu, don't run! I have to chop you down today!" Yan Jiecheng's voice was filled with emotion.

Angry and crazy.

The residents of the courtyard were shocked by this scene. They hid aside for fear of being involved in the conflict. Some people shouted in panic, hoping that someone would come out to stop the farce.

Silly Zhu was running around in the courtyard, his figure was like a panicked rabbit. His heart was full of regret, regretting that he should not have angered Yan Jiecheng.

The third uncle was shocked when he saw Yan Jiecheng chasing Sha Zhu with a kitchen knife. He knew that if the situation was allowed to develop, the consequences would be disastrous. So the third uncle mustered up the courage and rushed forward to persuade Yan Jiecheng to put down the kitchen knife.

The third uncle walked in a slightly panicked pace, waving his hands while running, and shouted: "Jie Cheng, stop quickly! Put down the knife!" His voice was full of anxiety and worry.

When the third uncle approached Yan Jiecheng, he slowed down and carefully reached out his hand, trying to grab the kitchen knife in Yan Jiecheng's hand. "Jiecheng, you can't be so impulsive! What will you do if this kills someone?

?" The third uncle's eyes were full of sincerity and his tone was pleading.

Yan Jiecheng was in anger at this time. He couldn't listen to the third uncle's persuasion at all. He held the kitchen knife tightly, his arms were shaking slightly, and his eyes were full of madness. "Dad, please leave me alone! I must let you go today."

Silly Zhu looks good!" Yan Jiecheng roared.

The third uncle was not deterred by Yan Jiecheng's roar. He continued to persuade patiently: "Jiecheng, calm down! Is there anything you can't talk about? It's illegal for you to do this!" The third uncle's forehead popped out.

There were beads of sweat, and his heart was beating fast, but he knew he couldn't back down.

"Si Zhu is a bitch, don't be as smart as him. Can't we put down the knife and solve the problem properly?" The third uncle's tone was gentler, and he tried to persuade Yan Jiecheng with reason.

A trace of hesitation flashed in Yan Jiecheng's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger. "No! He insulted me, I can't just let it go!" Yan Jiecheng said stubbornly.

When the third uncle saw that Yan Jiecheng still refused to put down the kitchen knife, he became even more anxious. He knew that he had to find a way to calm down Yan Jiecheng as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. So, the third uncle took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and then used a more firm

He said in a tone of voice: "Jie Cheng, if you don't listen to me, don't recognize me as your father in the future!"

Yan Jiecheng's anger seemed to be completely unquenchable, and he ignored the third uncle's persuasion at all. His eyes were still red, and he stared at the direction in which Silly Zhu was escaping. He picked up the kitchen knife again and chased after him.

His steps were firm and rapid, as if he had only one thought in his mind, which was to catch up with Silly Zhu and make him pay for his words and deeds. The kitchen knife in his hand shone coldly in the sun, making people shudder.

The third uncle watched Yan Jiecheng rush out again and stamped his feet angrily. His face was full of anxiety and helplessness, "Jiecheng, you kid, why are you so disobedient!" The third uncle shouted loudly, but Yan Jiecheng turned a deaf ear.

The third uncle's heart was full of worry. He knew something big would happen if this continued. He was anxious and anxious, not knowing what to do. He was worried that Yan Jiecheng would do something drastic, and that Silly Zhu would be hurt.

"What can we do?" The third uncle murmured to himself. His eyes were full of helplessness. He looked at Yan Jiecheng and Silly Zhu's figures walking through the courtyard, but there was nothing he could do.

The third aunt watched Yan Jiecheng chasing Shazhu again with a kitchen knife, feeling extremely anxious. She knew that in this courtyard, the only thing that could stop Yan Jiecheng was his strong bangs.

The third aunt hurriedly ran in the direction of Liu Haizhong, her steps were hurried and her expression was panicked. When she ran in front of Liu Haizhong, the third aunt said eagerly: "Second uncle, please help me quickly! Untie him and hold it

The kitchen knife is chasing Silly Zhu, what should I do if something goes wrong!" The third aunt's voice was filled with tears, and her eyes were full of pleading.

Liu Haizhong frowned and looked at the third aunt, but he hesitated in his heart. He glanced in the direction of Yan Jiecheng and Shazhu, then looked at the third aunt, and said: "This matter is not easy to handle. Yan Jiecheng is angry now.

If I go to stop him, he might even chop me down." There was a hint of worry and reluctance in Liu Haizhong's tone.

When the third aunt heard that Liu Haizhong was unwilling to help, she became even more anxious. She grabbed Liu Haizhong's arm tightly and begged: "Second uncle, please help me! You are so strong, you can definitely stop Xie Cheng.

If something happens, our courtyard will not be peaceful!" The third aunt's eyes were full of expectation, hoping that Liu Haizhong would change her mind.

But Liu Haizhong remained unmoved. He broke away from the third aunt's hand and said, "I said no, I just can't. I can't control this matter. You can go find someone else." Liu Haizhong had a firm attitude and turned around to ask for help.

leave.

Just kidding, he wished that Yan Jiecheng and Silly Zhu would die together, then it would be just around the corner for him to become the boss again.

Qin Huairu's face turned pale. She looked at Yan Jiecheng's mad pursuit of Silly Zhu, and a strong fear surged in her heart. She knew that if things continued to develop like this, the consequences would be disastrous.

At this time, Qin Huairu suddenly thought of a person - Xu Damao. She quickly reminded the third aunt: "Third aunt, go and invite Xu Damao! After all, Xu Damao is the boss now, he must have a way to stop this farce." Qin Huairu's

There was a hint of anxiety and expectation in his voice.

When the third aunt heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up. She felt that what Qin Huairu said made sense, and Xu Damao, as the steward, should be able to solve this problem. So the third aunt immediately turned around and ran towards Xu Damao's house.

The third aunt rushed to the door of Xu Damao's house anxiously and knocked hard on the door with trembling hands. "Bang, bang, bang!" The rapid knocking on the door was particularly loud in the quiet courtyard.

After a while, the door creaked open, and Xu Damao stood at the door sleepily, with messy hair and an impatient face. "What are you doing? Why are you knocking at noon?" Xu Damao frowned and said in a bad tone.

said.

The third aunt didn't care about Xu Damao's attitude and said anxiously: "Da Mao, it's bad, something big has happened! It turns out he is chasing Fool Zhu with a kitchen knife! The whole courtyard is in chaos." The third aunt's voice was different because of the situation.

He was anxious and trembling slightly, with a look of panic on his face.

When Xu Damao heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sinister smile. "Oh, this Yan Jiecheng is quite promising! Chasing Silly Zhu with a kitchen knife, what kind of scene is this?" Xu Damao

He clasped his hands on his chest, looking like he was just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.

Seeing Xu Damao's attitude, the third aunt became even more anxious. "Da Mao, you are the boss, you have to take care of it! What will happen if someone loses his life?" The third aunt's eyes were full of expectation.

I hope Xu Damao can come forward to solve the problem quickly.

Xu Damao said unhurriedly: "What does it have to do with the conflict between Yan Jiecheng and Silly Zhu? Why should I care?" His tone was full of indifference and disdain.

The third aunt was so anxious that she almost burst into tears. "Da Mao, you can't just ignore it! If this courtyard is in chaos, no one will be at peace! You are the boss in charge, and you have the responsibility to maintain the harmony and stability of the courtyard!"

He begged and begged, hoping to impress Xu Damao.

Xu Damao narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a sinister tone: "Humph, they will solve the troubles they caused themselves. I don't have that much free time to take care of such nonsense." After saying that, he was about to close the door.

Seeing this, the third aunt quickly reached out to block the door. "Da Mao, just do it! As long as you can solve this matter, we will listen to you in the future." The third aunt was almost begging Xu Damao.

While Xu Damao was still holding his airs, Qin Jingru walked out of the room. There was anxiety and worry on her face, and she became even more angry when she saw Xu Damao's careless look.

"Da Mao, why are you still hanging around here? Someone is about to die in the compound! If a murder really occurs, can Wang Weidong spare you?" Qin Jingru said eagerly, her eyes full of nervousness.

As soon as he heard Wang Weidong's name, Xu Damao's expression changed instantly. Fear surged in his heart, and Wang Weidong's majesty left a deep impression on him. He knew that if there was a murder in the compound, Wang Weidong would

He will definitely not be spared lightly.

"Oh, I'm still thinking about it," Xu Damao said with a guilty conscience.

Qin Jingru didn't care about that. She glared at Xu Damao fiercely, and then began to curse: "Xu Damao, you are just a timid guy! Look at your appearance now, do you still look like a man? There was a scene in the courtyard.

It's such a big matter, and you, as the boss in charge, are still here to push back and forth. If you don't take care of it, don't expect me to take care of you again in the future!"

Qin Jingru's scolding made Xu Damao even more embarrassed. He knew that he could no longer hesitate and had to solve this matter quickly.

"Okay, okay, why don't I go?" Xu Damao said quickly.

However, Yan Jiecheng is also a kitchen knife!

When Xu Damao thought of the bright kitchen knife in Yan Jiecheng's hand, he felt frightened. He stood there, hesitating in his steps, and he really didn't dare to go forward rashly.

At this time, Qin Jingru quickly took out an iron pot from the house. The iron pot looked a little old, but it was very thick. Qin Jingru handed the iron pot to Xu Damao and said, "Da Mao, if you carry this on your back, you won't be afraid."

Yan Jiecheng’s kitchen knife.”

Xu Damao looked at the iron pot, with a flash of hesitation in his eyes, but soon became firm again. He took the iron pot and carried it on his back. The weight of the iron pot made him feel an inexplicable sense of security.

"Haha, I'm not afraid now." Xu Damao suddenly became excited, as if with this iron pot, he became invincible. He puffed up his chest and showed a proud smile on his face.

Xu Damao carried the iron pot on his back and walked a few steps in the yard, feeling the protection brought by the iron pot. He felt that he now had enough confidence to face the farce between Yan Jiecheng and Silly Zhu.

"Let's go and deal with them." Xu Damao said proudly, with the confidence that he was about to become a hero.

Qin Jingru almost couldn't help laughing when she saw Xu Damao carrying the iron pot on his back. This guy really looked like a Ninja Turtle now.

The third aunt also thought that Xu Damao looked a bit strange, but she didn't care. After all, if the problem could be solved and Yan Jiecheng could be stopped, that would be enough.