Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

"Kick down Zhang Huaimin's door!"

Liu Haizhong's raspy voice echoed through the courtyard, carrying a reckless and mad energy.

His fat face glistened with excitement.

His triangular eyes were filled with the satisfaction of revenge.

This little brat made me spend months scavenging steel slag.

He dreamed of returning that humiliation and stench to Liu Haizhong!

The four thugs wearing red armbands were already itching for a fight.

They were used to running rampant in the alleyways, and now that Liu Haizhong had the "Revolutionary Committee" banner to back them up, they were even more arrogant and ignorant.

"Alright! Captain Liu, you can hold it then!"

The blond-haired leader responded in a sleazy tone.

He spat into his palm, rubbed his hands together, picked up the thick wooden stick in his hand, and swaggered into the front yard with his three henchmen.

"Brothers, I've heard there's a lot of good stuff hidden in this house!"

The blond-haired man lowered his voice, his eyes gleaming with greed.

"Special-supply meat, milk candy, and maybe even gold bars!"

"When you're searching later, be smart and only take the valuables!"

The four henchmen chuckled lewdly and quickened their pace.

forecourt.

Today, the guards responsible for the outer perimeter were on rotation, creating a few minutes of downtime.

This is why Liu Haizhong dared to jump out and make trouble at this time.

He had calculated the timing perfectly long ago.

As long as the door is kicked open, they can go in and smash things up, thus solidifying the "crime".

Even if the soldiers return, with the "official document" given to him by Deputy Factory Director Li in his hand, who would dare to touch him, the "Deputy Captain of the Revolutionary Committee" who represents the power of the proletariat?

Huang Mao walked to the thick solid wood door of the east wing.

He glanced at the large, gleaming brass lock on the door and gave a disdainful snort.

"You think a broken lock can stop the grandfathers?"

He turned and winked at a henchman carrying a shovel.

"Ergou, get the tools! Just take this door down!"

The henchman called Er Gou grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

He swung the heavy shovel, doing a flourish in mid-air, all the while muttering foul language.

"You little brat, daring to put on airs in front of our Captain Liu!"

"Today I'll show you what the iron fist of the proletariat is all about!"

Er Gou took a deep breath, his arm muscles bulged, and he raised the shovel high above his head.

It aimed at that seemingly ordinary wooden door.

They were ready to smash it down hard.

however.

Just a second before the shovel was about to fall.

"Squeak—"

A very faint yet perfectly clear sound of a door opening suddenly rang out.

That door that they considered a target for attack.

Without any warning, it was slowly pushed open from the inside.

Er Gou's hand, holding the shovel, froze in mid-air, stopping awkwardly.

The four henchmen instinctively took a half step back and all looked into the doorway.

Inside the threshold.

Zhang Huaimin, who is five and a half years old.

She was wearing a bright red cotton-padded jacket that looked festive and was without a single wrinkle.

He was standing there quietly.

His left hand was in the pocket of his cotton-padded jacket.

He held a bright red, juicy apple in his right hand.

"Click."

Zhang Huaimin slowly took a big bite of the apple.

The crisp chewing sound was particularly jarring in the quiet front yard.

He didn't look at the four thugs with weapons.

Instead, he looked past them and focused his gaze on Liu Haizhong, who was standing at the moon gate in the central courtyard, peeking in their direction.

Zhang Huaimin tilted his little head.

There wasn't a trace of panic, fear, or anger in those large, clear eyes, which were black and white.

Yes, it's just a kind of undisguised mockery and ridicule, like looking at a clown jumping around.

"Second Uncle".

Zhang Huaimin swallowed the fruit in his mouth, the sound crisp and clear, echoing in the cold wind.

"This new broom sweeps clean."

"So, your first act of rebellion has spread to my east wing?"

Zhang Huaimin's tone was too calm.

It was as calm as asking, "Did you eat breakfast this morning?"

This extreme sense of contrast.

This made the four thugs, who had been so aggressive, suddenly feel a chill run down their spines.

Although they are scoundrels, those in this line of work have an instinctive sense of danger.

This five-and-a-half-year-old child didn't even blink when faced with this group of adults wielding weapons.

This is very unusual.

Huang Mao swallowed hard and subconsciously looked back at Liu Haizhong.

When Liu Haizhong saw Zhang Huaimin's nonchalant demeanor, a surge of anger welled up inside him.

"Arrogant! Still arrogant!"

Liu Haizhong roared inwardly.

What he hated most was Zhang Huaimin's attitude of always being high and mighty, as if he had everything under control.

"What are you all standing there for?!"

Liu Haizhong shoved aside Yan Bugui, who was blocking his way, and strode into the front yard with his big belly and a pigeon-toed gait.

He walked up to the four henchmen and glared fiercely at Zhang Huaimin.

"Zhang Huaimin! Stop playing tricks on me!"

Liu Haizhong pulled out of the pocket of that ill-fitting green military uniform.

Suddenly, he pulled out a document stamped with a bright red seal.

With a "smack," it was forcefully shaken and dropped into the air.

"Open your dog eyes and see clearly!"

Spittle flew everywhere from his bangs, and his voice became sharp and shrill due to extreme excitement.

"This is a search warrant personally signed by Deputy Director Li of the factory's Revolutionary Committee Preparatory Group!"

"Someone reported it!"

Liu Haizhong pointed at Zhang Huaimin's nose and loudly, word by word, announced the crime he had fabricated.

"You petty capitalist!"

"Taking advantage of his status, he secretly kept prohibited foreign drugs and bourgeois books in his house!"

"An attempt to corrupt our proletarian ranks!"

"Today, our disciplinary team is here on official business to conduct a thorough search of your house!"

These are some of the major accusations that have been leveled against us.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have been so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, or even directly labeled as such and dragged away for criticism and struggle sessions.

In today's tense and volatile environment, these charges are practically a death sentence.

The neighbors who were watching in the courtyard.

Upon hearing the charges Liu Haizhong brought up, everyone gasped in shock.

"That Old Liu is too ruthless!"

"This is going to kill Huaimin!"

Qin Huairu hid behind the crowd.

Looking at Zhang Huaimin, who was blocked at the door by Liu Haizhong and his men.

A twisted sense of pleasure flashed in her eyes.

"Serves you right! Serves you right for being so arrogant!"

"Now that you've messed with the Revolutionary Committee, let's see how you, a nobody, will ever recover!"

Qin Huairu cursed viciously in her heart.

however.

Faced with the arrogant and menacing look in Liu Haizhong's hair.

Faced with that "search warrant" that seemed to determine life and death.

Zhang Huaimin didn't even glance at the paper.

He took another bite of the apple in his hand.

"Click."

After chewing a couple of times, Zhang Huaimin suddenly laughed.

He looked at Liu Haizhong as if he were looking at a mentally challenged person with low intelligence.

"Uncle, that piece of paper of yours is so hard I wouldn't even want to use it to wipe my bottom."

Zhang Huaimin's voice was still soft and gentle, but the words he uttered were as sharp as knives.

"Possessing imported medicines? A remnant of capitalism?"

Zhang Huaimin shook his head, a hint of pity appearing in his eyes as he looked at Liu Haizhong.

"Uncle, did you damage your brain while shoveling steel slag?"

"Have you forgotten?"

"My east wing is a top-secret national area."

Zhang Huaimin took a small step forward and stepped across the threshold.

His small body seemed to emanate an invisible aura that was suffocating.

"Don't even mention that piece of scrap paper in your hand that was signed by a measly deputy director."

Even if Director Yang himself came with the note today.

Zhang Huaimin paused for a moment, a chilling murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"There was no written order from Commander Lin of the Military Region."

"Who dares to step into my house?"

"That's a capital offense!"

capital offense!

These two words were uttered.

The surrounding air temperature seemed to drop to freezing point instantly.

The four thugs who had originally intended to rush in and steal the goods were so intimidated by the aura emanating from Zhang Huaimin that they involuntarily took a step back.

Huang Mao even felt his calves spinning.

This doesn't look like a five-year-old child! This aura is more intimidating than the police officers in the station!

Liu Haizhong was also taken aback by Zhang Huaimin's words, "a capital offense."

但他很快又反应应过来。

"fart!"

Liu Haizhong roared in anger and embarrassment.

"Don't try to intimidate me with the military region! The Revolutionary Committee is in charge now!"

"All your so-called privileges are nothing but the poison of the bourgeoisie! They should all be swept into the dustbin of history!"

Liu Haizhong was completely blinded by power.

He thought that as long as he invoked the general trend of the times, he could crush everything.

He turned his head and roared hoarsely at the four henchmen who were already somewhat retreating:

"All of you, get up here!"

"This kid is just bluffing!"

"Break down the door! Search inside! If you find contraband, I'll give you a big reward!"

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

Moreover, the other party is just a five-year-old child.

The four thugs exchanged glances, their evil intentions rising.

"Damn it, let's do it!"

Huang Mao gritted his teeth and gripped the wooden stick in his hand tightly again.

"Brothers, let's get him! Pull him away!"

Er Gou raised the shovel in his hand again.

The four men had fierce expressions on their faces, like four vicious wolves.

At the same time, he took a step forward and lunged fiercely at Zhang Huaimin, who was standing on the threshold.

Liu Haizhong stood behind, a ferocious and triumphant laugh on his face.

He seemed to have already seen it.

next second.

Zhang Huaimin, that little brat, will be beaten to the ground by these thugs.

His large brick house, filled with good things, will be completely looted by him!

His dignity and his power will be fully satisfied at this moment!

"Go! Search thoroughly!"

His bangs were screaming wildly.

however.

Just as the four henchmen took their first step...

Just as their weapon was about to fall.

Just as the laughter in Liu Hai reached its climax.

"Click!"

The sound was extremely crisp.

Extremely cold.

The sound of mechanical impact carried a tangible aura of death.

Without any warning.

In the cold air.

In the ears of the four hooligans and Liu Hai.

A deafeningly clear explosion!