Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

"Comrade Su, it may be difficult to buy that courtyard house in front."

The ownership of that courtyard house was rather complicated—the original owner was a capitalist who ran a textile factory and fled overseas before the liberation. Later, the house was expropriated according to the policies at the time and divided among eight families to live together, with each family paying a few yuan in rent each month.

The property rights of this house are such that if it's state-owned, the procedures haven't been completed; if it's privately owned, the original owner isn't in the country. Plus, those eight families have lived there for years, and the interior has been transformed into a maze by removing partitions, building stoves, and erecting sheds.

"If you want to move this courtyard, unless that capitalist returns from overseas and clarifies the property rights, there might be room for negotiation. Otherwise, it's just a stalemate—eight families live there, you can't move it, and you can't buy it."

After listening, Su Wanqing sighed.

Get the fleeing capitalists to come back on their own? That's harder than climbing to heaven.

Even if that capitalist really comes back one day, these eight families have lived here for over twenty years and have long been rooted in the community. Asking them to move away would be far from easy.

"Then let's leave the front one alone and just renovate these two. These two together cover about a thousand square meters... and there are some areas we won't need..."

Before he could finish speaking, a series of loud bangs suddenly came from the direction of the courtyard house in front!

It was gunfire!

Then came a burst of cries and screams. The gunfire didn't stop at all, one shot after another, as if several groups of people were exchanging fire.

Amidst the noise, Zhou Yanshen's voice could also be heard!

The five special forces soldiers around Su Wanqing reacted instantly. Three of them immediately tucked Su Wanqing and the three children into the corner of the innermost room of the main house.

Zhang Qiang quickly drew his sidearm and, together with another person, said:

"Something's happened up ahead! It's Brother Zhou! I just saw him leave in that direction; he must have discovered something to follow. You all stay here and guard Comrade Su; don't leave her side. Old Zhao and I are going to check it out! Secretary Zhou, you lot, don't move an inch. Even if the sky falls, protecting Comrade Su Wanqing is our priority, understand?"

After Zhang Qiang finished speaking, he and Lao Zhao crouched down and rushed out.

Outside, chaos reigned, with cries and screams mingling together, followed by several more rapid gunshots.

As soon as the two left, Secretary Zhou and the people from the housing management office felt their legs go weak and their faces turned as white as paper.

Secretary Zhou, trembling, pushed Su Wanqing another step into the room, his voice cracking:

"Comrade Su, you can't be hurt... This is the heart of the capital, how... how could this happen?"

Su Wanqing closed the door tightly and then gestured to the two bodyguards to bring all three children to her side.

She silently activated her emergency shelter mode—she valued her life, especially now that she had three children.

She herself has a golden touch, but her children don't, so she has to be more careful than anyone can imagine.

Three bodyguards surrounded Su Wanqing and the children, their backs to the outside, forming a human wall.

Su Wanqing whispered, "Don't worry. We're not capable of fighting, so let's stay here and not cause any trouble. Let's wait until Zhang Qiang and the others have brought the situation outside under control."

As they were talking, the ground at the base of the corner wall suddenly arched upwards, and then with a loud crash, it was pushed open from below—there was a hole in the ground underneath!

Two heads popped out from underground, holding up dark gun barrels!

They had barely crawled out of the hole when they saw Su Wanqing and her group blocking their way.

Their eyes met sharply, and they remained silent for a full second.

The three bodyguards around Su Wanqing reacted with lightning speed—two of them simultaneously shoved the child in their arms into Su Wanqing's arms and stood in front of her, while the other pounced on the cave entrance like a cheetah.

Su Wanqing: "..." Okay, okay, I can't see what's in front of me at all, but that's alright, radar activated!

The two men opposite them suddenly raised their guns, pointing them directly at Su Wanqing.

At this critical moment, Su Wanqing narrowed her eyes and shouted, "Throw down ten thousand pounds of soil!"

She had already thought about it and done the math in her head.

If the other side actually fires, she can only use a tenfold incendiary shield to cover everyone on her side, but that would consume at least several dozen kilograms of precious energy.

What's more troublesome is that bullets hitting the shield will definitely create an invisible wall and bounce off into thin air—a scene that is inexplicable to outsiders, posing too great a risk of exposure.

Rather than doing that, we might as well just bury them with a handful of soil.

Su Wanqing could tell instantly which option required the least cost.

This soil was collected into my spatial dimension while I was digging a well in Xinjiang. It was several hundred cubic meters of loess that had been piled up in my spatial dimension without ever being used. But today it's perfect.

It would be straightforward to kill someone with a stone, but it would be hard to explain where the stone came from afterward. But soil is different—it's perfectly normal for the soil under an old courtyard house to suddenly collapse and bury someone.

In the blink of an eye, the two men had just raised their guns, but hadn't even pulled the trigger yet—

The two men had barely poked half their bodies out of the hole when, before they could even pull the trigger, they were buried completely by a sudden surge of yellow earth rising from beneath their feet.

Rumbling--

A large section of the ground collapsed, whether due to too much soil in the space or because the ground of this old courtyard was already somewhat loose, half of the brick wall also collapsed with a roar, and broken bricks and loose soil rained down on it.

"Aba aba—"

Those two men didn't even have time to fire a shot; their mouths and noses were filled with dirt. Then the heavy brick wall collapsed, and before they could even utter a sound, they were completely unconscious.

"The wall...the wall actually collapsed? And it landed right on these two people?" Secretary Zhou stared in disbelief, stunned for a full two seconds, before his face lit up with wild joy. "That's wonderful! It's truly heaven protecting us! Comrade Su Wanqing must be incredibly lucky; even the heavens are on our side!"

Su Wanqing smiled slightly. Heaven's blessing? Not really, it's just that her golden finger is incredibly powerful.

The remaining bodyguard reacted extremely quickly. Taking advantage of the fact that the two men were trapped in the ground and unable to move, he darted forward and quickly dragged them out of the ground, tied their hands behind their backs, and then neatly disarmed them.

The commotion quickly subsided.

A moment later, Zhou Yanshen nimbly climbed down from the other side of the courtyard wall. Seeing her standing safely at the entrance of the main house, holding a child in her arms, with a calm expression, he breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief.

"Wanqing, what happened here? Two escapees just fled in this direction, and I heard some noise over here—"