Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

The deaf old woman was terrified by Zhang Dabiao's sudden murderous intent. She had originally wanted to waile a few words, but she immediately held back.

Zhang Dabiao smashed his own doors and windows without thinking before, and this time he broke Shazhu's arm and kicked his own crutch away...

He really has absolutely no scruples!

When a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy is pushed to the limit, he really can do anything.

So the deaf old lady chickened out and shut up.

Zhang Dabiao casually tossed the dragon head away, then turned to look at Sha Zhu, who was being helped up by the rain.

"Silly Zhu, I told you to admit defeat but you wouldn't, and now that I've given you a chance, you still can't do it."

"So, are you convinced or not?"

"You want to continue? Men don't call their parents when they fight."

Sha Zhu gritted his teeth, his forehead covered in cold sweat, but still managed to say through gritted teeth, "Fine, you little bastard, I've really lost today. We'll see about the future!"

I have to say, Sha Zhu is really tough.

He Yushui, standing beside him, couldn't stop her tears: "Zhang Dabiao, how could you hit me so hard? How could you be so cruel?"

"You broke my brother's arm! You broke his arm while he was cooking!"

Zhang Dabiao shrugged nonchalantly and asked, "So?"

"Does that mean I deserve to be beaten by your brother? Does he think he can hit me just because he doesn't like me?"

"He started the fight!"

"That idiot Zhu is going to hit me!"

"That idiot Zhu started it!"

"I just got back to the yard and he was already hitting me without me even knowing what happened! What the hell did I do to you, you idiot? What's it to you? Why the hell are you sticking your nose in?"

"I told him to admit defeat, but he wouldn't. That idiot Zhu is so tough and so awesome!"

"Does that mean I can't fight back after being beaten by that idiot Zhu in this courtyard?! Who the hell does he think he is?"

"He started this mess, but how it ends is up to me, Zhang Dabiao!"

As for He Yushui's face, sorry, she has no face with herself.

It was just that the poor girl treated her to something to eat; please don't misunderstand.

Then Zhang Dabiao looked around at his neighbors, lingering on the deaf old woman for several seconds.

"I'll say it again: it's fine if you don't like me or look down on me, just treat each other like strangers and never see each other again."

"But anyone who dares to scheme against me, anyone who tries to get me, I'll kill them!"

After saying that, he put his hands in his pockets and went back into the house.

He couldn't care less whether Sha Zhu lived or died.

As for whether they will report it to the police or the local street office?

Let them do as they please!

I'm in a really bad mood today!

Whatever!

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The crowd parted to make way for Zhang Dabiao, who was now exuding a menacing aura that no one dared to provoke.

He Yushui didn't say anything more and quickly helped Sha Zhu to the hospital to have his arm checked.

Zhang Dabiao went back to his room and used iodine and ice packs to treat his wounds. He also rubbed some areas with safflower oil, which made him hiss and scream in pain.

And you know what? Sha Zhu's punches really do hurt.

How did Xu Damao survive Sha Zhu's punches? That guy is awesome.

After finishing, Zhang Dabiao went out to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a few bottles of cabbage and a pound of pork head meat, and then went back to his room to eat.

Eating pre-cooked food every day isn't a good idea, but I still heated up a few steamed buns. I'm not in a good mood today, so I can only eat four.

The courtyard was quiet. Liu Pangpang and Yan Bugui were not there when the fight broke out, as was Aunt Liu Cuilan, who was probably taking Yi Zhonghai to the hospital and hadn't returned yet.

Now He Yushui and Sha Zhu have gone to the hospital, the Jia family has gone to the countryside, and Xu Fugui and Xu Damao have gone to visit relatives and maintain equipment at the factory; they haven't returned yet. Liu Guangqi has also disappeared; he said he'd get me something good, but he took it and ran away. What kind of mess is this?

The courtyard was unusually quiet. Everyone was frightened by Zhang Dabiao's brutality today, and no one wanted to come and make trouble at this time.

Zhang Dabiao kept his door open while eating, waiting to see if any more fools would come knocking. Last night he beat up Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhangshi, smashed the old deaf man's doors and windows, and today so many other troubles have caused Yi Zhonghai to vomit blood in anger and break Sha Zhu's arm.

So far, neither Gai Ziwang nor the police have come. This doesn't make sense.

Finally, Yan Jiecheng sneaked over.

"Biaozi, are you eating?"

"Otherwise what?"

"Want a cigarette? I'll tell you something interesting!"

"..."

"Damn it, Yan Jiecheng, is this all the gadgets you've got?"

"I had no choice, I just didn't have any money in my pocket."

"Fine, fine, I give up."

Helpless, Zhang Dabiao tossed him a Daqianmen cigarette, and Yan Jiecheng casually grabbed a match from the table and lit it.

"Guess how much money Yi Zhonghai lost in the end?" Yan Jiecheng swallowed hard as he looked at the pig's head on the table, but since he had already smoked a cigarette, he was too embarrassed to continue eating meat. The host hadn't invited him, so it wasn't appropriate to ask for it directly.

Zhang Dabiao continued drinking and asked, "You didn't die of anger? What a pity."

Yan Jiecheng's eyes widened - I'm talking to you about losing money, and your focus is on whether Yi Zhonghai is dead or not?

You're such a tough guy!

"Just tell me directly. Also, how badly is he injured? What did the hospital say?" Zhang Dabiao asked while eating pig's head meat. This was what he cared about most.

"Yi Zhonghai ended up paying the Dong brothers 5 yuan. He couldn't come up with more than 1 yuan, so the Dong brothers accepted the loss."

"At the hospital, the doctor said he was so angry that he had a heart attack, and the blow from the stick had also damaged his internal organs. He has to rest in bed for a month."

"Only 5,000? The Dong brothers gave them a chance, but it was useless." Hearing that it was only 5,000, Zhang Dabiao shook his head helplessly. If this were in later generations, let alone a 2,000 loss multiplied to 12,000, even 120,000 or 12 million would be common. Maybe people these days are too naive; they don't even know how to extort money. What a waste of my help.

"When will that old dog Yi get to sweep the streets and clean the toilets? I'd love to see it for myself!"

"Zhang Dabiao... are you Zhou Bapi (a notorious skinflint)?"

"What's wrong? You think you can get away with it just because you're injured? You're dreaming."

Yan Jiecheng exhaled a puff of smoke and thought about it. It made sense: "That's true. But I reckon he needs to rest and recover before he goes. Anyway, it will be difficult for him to go to work for the next month."

"This old widower is really damn rich. 2400 from Sha Zhu's side, 1000 to compensate Xu Damao and your family together, and now another 5000? In just these few days, it's added up to nearly 10,000?"

"He's just a level 7 worker, where did he get so much money?" Zhang Dabiao couldn't figure it out. He'd only been a level 7 worker for less than two years. Yi Zhonghai's salary wasn't much higher before, so how did he accumulate so much wealth?

"You wouldn't know this, would you! This money was given by Sha Zhu!" Yan Jiecheng flicked his cigarette ash and revealed a shocking piece of news!

"What?" Zhang Dabiao was stunned!

"Yi Zhonghai cried poor, saying he had no money and asked everyone to lend him some. Sha Zhu, without hesitation, pulled out 2000!"

"Holy crap, is that idiot Zhu out of his mind?"

"Who can argue with that!"

"Didn't He Yushui stop him?"

"We tried to stop them, but we couldn't."

"..."

"What a damn talent!" Zhang Dabiao shook his head. He really couldn't understand what that idiot was thinking.

Is Yi Zhonghai your father?

Just as they were about to discuss what else was going to happen, several people suddenly walked into the main room.

"Zhang Dabiao,"

"Come with us!"

Zhang Dabiao finished the last sip of his drink—and...

What was bound to happen has finally happened.

Let me, Sang Biao, see which damn bastard is messing with me this time!

It's okay if you declare war on me.

But how will it end, and when will it end?

I, Biao Ye, am the boss!