Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

"Boom—!"

This commotion is definitely not from an ordinary car.

The entire bluestone pavement of Nanluoguxiang trembled slightly in the low roar.

Liu Haizhong, who had just scrambled out of the courtyard gate, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

His chubby face, still damp with urine and bearing abrasions, froze in terror.

The cold wind at the alley entrance swirled with snowflakes.

A colossal creature, like a mobile steel fortress, crushed the ice on the ground and violently squeezed into the narrow alley!

That was a military green wheeled light armored vehicle!

The thick, homogeneous steel armor gleamed with a cold, oppressive metallic luster under the pale winter sun.

On the roof of the vehicle, a dark, heavy machine gun pointed straight ahead.

Behind this steel beast.

Two open-top Liberation brand military trucks followed, their cargo compartments packed with fully armed soldiers.

"What...what's going on? Is there a war?"

Liu Haizhong's legs felt like they were made of lead, and he was firmly rooted to the spot.

He watched helplessly as the armored vehicle, with an unstoppable and terrifying sense of oppression, rumbled closer.

At last.

"Gah—!"

A screeching sound of brakes rang out.

This steel beast, with extreme precision, blocked the vermilion gate of the Red Star Courtyard!

They completely blocked Liu Haizhong and the thugs' escape route.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The truck's tailgate was roughly lowered.

"Everyone, get off the bus! Quickly!"

Accompanied by a loud, powerful shout.

Dozens of field army soldiers, wearing dark green steel helmets and heavy military overcoats, looked like tigers descending from the mountain.

They filed out of the carriage in perfect unison.

The military boots slammed onto the icy pavement with a rhythmic, muffled thud that sent chills down your spine.

Each of them gripped a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle with a bayonet fixed tightly in their hand.

His eyes held a chilling, murderous aura, as if he had crawled out of a pile of corpses.

This is no ordinary patrol guard.

This is a truly elite field company that has seen combat!

"A row of guard posts at both ends of the alley! No one is allowed to approach!"

"Second and third rows, take full control of the courtyard gate and surrounding high points!"

"Put up barbed wire! Set up barricades!"

As the commanding officer issued one order after another.

The group of fierce warriors sprang into action instantly.

Less than two minutes.

At the main gate of the Hongxing Courtyard, there were not only soldiers with guns standing everywhere.

They even put up a snake-belly shaped barbed wire fence!

Several agile soldiers even climbed directly onto the rooftops and walls of the courtyard, taking up a commanding position.

The dark muzzle of the gun was pointed directly into the courtyard.

At this moment, in the courtyard.

The beasts who had just been frightened back into their houses by Chen Bing's gunshot were once again jolted out by this earth-shattering commotion.

Yi Zhonghai, Yan Bugui, Qin Huairu...

When they peeked out, they saw the monstrous armored vehicle at the gate.

And the rows of heavily armed field soldiers on the courtyard wall.

Everyone's brain went completely blank with a "buzz".

"Good heavens...this is going to mean the confiscation of our property and the extermination of our entire clan!"

Yan Bugui was so frightened that he didn't even bother with his gold-rimmed glasses anymore, and with a "thump," he knelt down on both knees under the eaves of his own house.

Yi Zhonghai looked ashen-faced.

He leaned against the door frame, feeling his legs go weak, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, instantly permeating his entire body.

He lived to be almost sixty years old, experienced the old society, and witnessed many grand occasions.

But when have I ever seen such a scene?

For the sake of a five-and-a-half-year-old toddler, the military region actually drove armored vehicles into the alley and sent field troops to take over a civilian compound?!

What level of treatment is this?

This is like treating a courtyard house like Zhongnanhai (the central government compound) and protecting it!

"It's over...it's all over..."

Yi Zhonghai muttered to himself, knowing that from now on, he would be in this compound.

Zhang Huaimin is like a god!

No, he is more terrifying than the heavens!

Because the sky only thunders, while behind Zhang Huaimin are real troops and guns!

Faced with this absolute state violence that is capable of crushing everything.

Those so-called compound managers, moral blackmail, and scheming.

It all turned into an extremely ridiculous and tragic joke.

Extreme fear spread like a plague through the courtyard.

No one needs to give orders at all.

The neighbors in the compound who usually enjoy watching the excitement and gossiping.

After seeing the cold bayonet and the dark muzzle of the gun.

It seemed to be an instinctive reaction etched into one's bones.

"Splash! Splash! Splash!"

One by one.

Regardless of age or gender, everyone's legs went weak and they spontaneously knelt down in the cold snow.

They covered their heads with their hands, trembling, not daring to utter a sound.

He was terrified that if he accidentally angered those killing gods, he would be shot in the head.

At this moment, the entire Hongxing Courtyard presented an eerily magnificent scene.

Hundreds of residents knelt down in unison.

Silence reigned.

The only sound was the "whooshing" of the cold wind whistling through the barbed wire.

And among this group of kneeling people.

The worst off was Liu Haizhong, who had been arrogant and domineering just moments before, but was so scared by Chen Bing that he wet his pants.

He had already escaped to the front gate.

As a result, they crashed head-on into the armored vehicle and dozens of field soldiers carrying guns.

Right now.

He was being held down in the snow by two soldiers like a dead dog.

His hands were tied behind his back, and his chubby face was pressed firmly against the cold bluestone slab.

"Sir, spare me... I didn't do anything... I'm from the Revolutionary Committee..."

Liu Haizhong was still making a last-ditch effort, his voice filled with desperate sobs.

"Shut up!"

The soldier holding him shouted coldly and slammed the butt of his rifle into his back without mercy, causing him to scream in pain like a pig being slaughtered.

Just then.

Behind the armored vehicle parked at the main gate.

A black Jeep slowly drove up.

The car door opened.

Two men in military overcoats, their faces ashen, came down.

Leading the way was Zhou Jianguo, the director of Hongxing Police Station.

Following closely behind was Director Yang of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

At this moment, Director Yang's face no longer held its usual refined elegance; his eyes revealed a ferocious ruthlessness that seemed ready to devour someone.

He was clutching a top-secret investigation document stamped with a large red seal tightly in his hand.

The two ignored the residents of the courtyard who were kneeling on the ground.

He exuded a chilling aura and murderous intent.

He went straight to Liu Haizhong, who was being pressed to the ground and eating snow.