Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 1129 Fist and Kung Fu
Well, in the end, victory or defeat still has to be decided with fists.

Wang Weidong was also impressed by the gangsters these days, who had no creativity at all.

Facing the hooligans pouring in like a tide, Wang Weidong's eyes flashed with determination and perseverance, without any fear. He snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves calmly, and folded the cuffs of his shirt neatly upwards, revealing his strong forearms, as if showing his determination and strength.

He spread his legs, squatted slightly, and assumed a steady fighting posture, like a cheetah about to pounce. Just as the first gangster rushed in front of him with his fangs and claws bared, waving his fist and trying to hit his cheek, Wang Weidong quickly dodged this random attack. Then, he stretched out his left hand at an extremely fast speed, grabbed the gangster's wrist, and twisted it hard. The gangster screamed and his body twisted involuntarily.

Wang Weidong took advantage of the situation and pulled him forward, while raising his right knee and slamming it hard into the gangster's abdomen. The gangster screamed "Ouch" and bent over in pain, his whole body like a cooked shrimp. Without any pause, Wang Weidong let go of his hand and pushed the gangster towards his companions who were rushing up from behind, tripping several people at once.

At this time, two more thugs attacked from both sides at the same time. Wang Weidong was not in a hurry. He slid to the left and dodged the straight punch from the thug on the right. Then he threw a hook with his right hand and hit the chin of the thug on the left hard. The thug's head suddenly tilted back, and the whole person flew back a few steps, then fell heavily to the ground, and the dust flew up.

The thug on the right was startled when he saw this, and his movements were a little slow. Wang Weidong seized the opportunity, turned around and did a roundhouse kick, and his right foot hit him in the chest like lightning. The thug screamed "wow", spit out blood, fell backwards, and knocked down a group of his companions behind him.

Seeing Wang Weidong so brave, the other hooligans were a little timid, but under Han Xifang's urging and the temptation of money, they still continued to rush forward. Wang Weidong became more and more courageous, moving freely among the crowd, and every punch and kick was full of powerful force and accurate judgment.

Sometimes he dodged attacks with flexible steps, sometimes he hit the enemy's ribs with hard elbows, and sometimes he hit the enemy's face with powerful fists. His movements were smooth and seamless, as if he was performing a wonderful martial arts performance.

Soon, the hooligans were beaten to the ground by Wang Weidong, crying for their parents. Some lay on the ground groaning in pain, while others covered their wounds and fled everywhere, their original arrogance had long disappeared without a trace.

Han Fangfang's eyes widened in disbelief. He never expected that Wang Weidong, as the director of the Lanhua Automobile Factory, would be so skilled.

He originally thought that Wang Weidong was just an ordinary person with some power, who was just showing off in the courtyard by relying on his position in the factory. In his imagination, facing the siege of so many hooligans, Wang Weidong should be trembling with fear, or at most he would be knocked to the ground after a few symbolic resistances.

But the facts before him made his jaw drop.

Wang Weidong walked towards Han Xifang step by step with steady and powerful steps. At this moment, he exuded a strong aura, which was the majesty and confidence he showed after the fierce battle just now. His eyes stared straight at Han Xifang like a sharp sword, as if he could see through his inner fear and anxiety.

Han Fangfang looked at Wang Weidong approaching, and he could not help but feel panic. His legs were shaking slightly, and he forced a flattering smile on his face, saying, "Well... I think I'll just forget about it. I can stop pursuing this matter." He tried to ease his crisis in this way, hoping that Wang Weidong would let him go.

However, Wang Weidong snorted coldly, his voice full of disdain and anger. "Humph, it's too late. Do you think you can just make a fuss or let it go as you please?" Wang Weidong's voice was cold and firm, and his eyes revealed an irresistible force.

He knew the nature of people like Han Xifang very well. If he let him go easily this time, he would become more arrogant in the future and bring more trouble to Siheyuan.

Han Fangfang became more and more flustered when he saw Wang Weidong's firm attitude. He hurriedly said, "I am willing to pay money to compensate for all the losses. Do you think this is okay?" At this time, his eyes were full of urgency and pleading, trying to use money to solve the crisis at hand.

However, Wang Weidong didn't even bother to look at him and was completely unmoved. He turned around and said to Xu Damao, "Go, call the police station to come and deal with this matter properly." Wang Weidong's voice was firm and decisive. He was determined to make Han Xifang receive the legal punishment he deserved in order to maintain the order and peace of the courtyard.

When Xu Damao heard this, he immediately responded and turned to go. Han Xifang was shocked. He knew that once the police came, the situation would be serious. He quickly stepped forward to stop Xu Damao, with a flattering smile on his face. He took out a handful of money from his pocket, counted out two hundred yuan, handed it to Xu Damao, and said, "Brother Damao, please be kind and don't call the police. Take these two hundred yuan as a token of my appreciation."

Xu Damao looked at the money Han Xifang handed over with a look of disgust on his face. He spat at him without hesitation and said angrily: "Do you think money can solve everything? You made such a fuss in our courtyard today, and you want to just let it go? No way!" Xu Damao was deeply angry at Han Xifang's behavior, not only for the dignity of the courtyard, but also for the grievance he had just suffered.

Xu Damao walked quickly towards the police station

In the yard, the hooligans saw that the situation was not good and wanted to take the opportunity to escape. They looked around in panic, looking for a chance to escape. However, the residents in the compound were already furious. How could they easily let go of those who were causing trouble in their own yard?

"Don't let them get away!" Someone shouted, and the residents took action. The men rolled up their sleeves, and the women stepped forward fearlessly. Everyone worked together to form a human wall, blocking the hooligans who wanted to escape.

The second aunt had just been slapped twice by a gangster, and she was furious. She recognized the gangster in the crowd at a glance, and rushed over with anger burning in her eyes. The gangster saw the second aunt coming towards him aggressively, and he took a few steps back in fear. But the second aunt didn't give him a chance to escape. She quickly stepped forward, raised her hand, and slapped him back fiercely.

With a loud and crisp "slap", a red palm print instantly appeared on the face of the gangster. The second aunt's hands were shaking slightly because of the excessive force, but her eyes were full of relief and joy. "You have come to this day! You dare to beat someone in our yard, I will teach you a lesson!" The second aunt said angrily.

Just when the atmosphere in the courtyard was tense, the police officer and his men hurried over. As soon as they entered the gate of the courtyard, they were stunned by the scene in front of them. The courtyard was in a mess, with a few hooligans lying on the ground, groaning, and other hooligans were surrounded by the residents, all of them looked panicked.

The young police officer's eyes widened in surprise. He had been working in this area for a while and had dealt with some fights on weekdays, but it was rare to see so many hooligans appear at once like today. He couldn't help but ask, "What's going on?"

Before anyone else could answer, his eyes fell on Wang Weidong, and a strong sense of surprise surged in his heart. He never thought that these gangsters were defeated by Wang Weidong alone.

"Brother Weidong, did you knock down all these people?" the police officer asked in disbelief. He looked Wang Weidong up and down and saw that Wang Weidong looked calm. Although his clothes were a little messy, he showed no signs of injury. Wang Weidong nodded slightly and said, "These people are causing trouble in our courtyard and bullying the residents. I can't just sit there and watch." His tone was calm, as if it was just a trivial matter.

"Brother Weidong, you are really awesome!" the young police officer praised sincerely.

He quickly ordered his men to control all the thugs and prepare to take them back to the police station for further processing.

Just as the police officer was about to take the gangsters away, Yan Jiecheng suddenly stood up. His face was still bruised and swollen from the beating, but his eyes revealed a hint of cunning and greed.

"Comrade police officer, I was beaten, and this injury cannot be in vain. Han Fangfang must compensate me." Yan Jiecheng said loudly, as if he was the biggest victim in this incident.

The young police officer had been directing his men to take the hooligans into the car, but when he heard Yan Jiecheng's words, he stopped what he was doing and turned around to look at Yan Jiecheng. He had already learned the whole story from the residents and knew that it was because Yan Jiecheng cheated people out of money.

At that time, the police officer's face darkened, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. "How dare you ask for compensation? Why didn't you think about the consequences when you cheated people out of their money? If you hadn't done such a thing, would there be such a big mess?" The police officer's voice was stern and full of reproach.

He took a few steps forward, came to Yan Jiecheng, pointed at the mess in the yard and said, "Look, your behavior has brought so much trouble to the courtyard and caused so much trouble to everyone. Now you don't reflect on your mistakes, and you still want money?"

Yan Jiecheng was speechless after being told this by the police officer. His face turned a little awkward, but he still muttered unwillingly: "I...even though I cheated him out of money, he can't hit me. I have to have an explanation for my injury."

Seeing Yan Jiecheng's stubbornness, the police officer became even angrier. "Don't think you are right. Your behavior is suspected of fraud. We will deal with you according to the law. As for your beating, we will investigate it according to the actual situation, but don't try to use this opportunity to blackmail others." The police officer's tone was firm and unquestionable.

The residents in the courtyard also expressed their dissatisfaction with Yan Jiecheng. "Yan Jiecheng, stop making trouble, it's all your fault." "That's right, if you hadn't cheated people out of money, would this have happened?" Everyone accused Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head amid the accusations of the crowd. He knew that he was in the wrong this time and that it would not end well if he continued to make trouble. He quietly stepped aside and stopped talking.

Seeing that Yan Jiecheng stopped talking, the police officer continued to direct the gangsters to be taken away. The disturbance caused by Yan Jiecheng finally came to a temporary end with the intervention of the police officer.
Wang Weidong hummed a little tune and returned to the courtyard to play sticky games with Guan Tingting.

At this time, Yan Jiefang returned home, and he was in a terrible mood. Looking at the broken door of his house, his brows were furrowed tightly, and the anger in his heart was rising. "What the hell is this!" He couldn't help but mutter.

He became even more annoyed when he thought about the small police officer still investigating him. He was clearly a victim, but he still had to be investigated, which made him feel very wronged. Moreover, he had lost face in front of the residents of the courtyard today. Being beaten by Han Xifang and those hooligans made him feel that he could not hold his head up in front of his neighbors.

"It's all Han Fangfang's fault!" Yan Jiefang gritted his teeth and said. However, he couldn't figure out how Han Fangfang found his home. He carefully recalled the recent events. His contact with Han Fangfang was because of the bus ticket. He took Han Fangfang's money and promised to help him get the ticket, but later he failed to do so for various reasons. He thought he could delay it as long as possible, but he didn't expect Han Fangfang to come to his house directly and make such a big fuss.

Yan Jiefang sat on a stool at home, lost in thought.

Just when Yan Jiecheng was full of confusion and annoyance, Liu Guangfu, who rarely appeared in the compound, suddenly came to Yan's house. When Yan Jiecheng saw Liu Guangfu, he was slightly stunned at first, but then he politely exchanged a few words with him.

"Guangfu, why are you here? It's really rare today." Yan Jiecheng said with a forced smile on his face.

Liu Guangfu smiled, but there was a hint of mystery in his eyes. He looked around, then approached Yan Jiecheng and said in a low voice: "Jiecheng, let me tell you something. Do you know how Han Xifang found your home?"

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he immediately perked up and asked anxiously, "What's going on? Tell me quickly."

Liu Guangfu coughed lightly, then slowly said: "I just saw Banggeng leading Han Xifang to the compound, and pointed to where your Yan family is."

Yan Jiecheng's eyes widened with disbelief. "Bang Geng? How could it be him? Why did he do this?" Yan Jiecheng's heart was filled with doubts and anger.

Yan Jiecheng simply couldn't believe that Banggeng, who had always been timid, would dare to do such a thing.

"Guangfu, are you sure you saw it clearly?" Yan Jiecheng asked with some disbelief.

Liu Guangfu nodded and said affirmatively: "I am sure, I saw it clearly. It was Banggeng who brought Han Fangfang here, there is no doubt about it."

Yan Jiecheng's face turned gloomy.

This damn good joke!