Siheyuan: I am stupid, I don't want to be a bootlicker

however……

With a loud "bang", the wooden stick hit the young man's head directly, breaking it and causing bleeding.

The young man didn't even have time to scream before he fell to the ground and fainted.

"I told you not to bully me! I told you not to bully me!"

Huang Zimin hit him with a stick, and without caring about anything, he swung the stick again to hit him on the head and face.

"I f*cking told you to stop, did you hear me?"

Zhao Dabao came up from behind, cursing loudly and kicked Huang Zimin on the back. Huang Zimin staggered and fell directly on the wall.

"Hurry up, hurry up and see how the person is doing."

Zhao Dabao gave instructions to Jiang Zhonghe and Fang Zheng behind him.

The two men saw the young man lying on the ground with blood all over his head and face. Remembering what they were taught during training, they did not dare to move him randomly, so they could only squat down and take a look.

As for the other guys and the little girl who was surrounded, they had already run away when they saw Huang Zimin beating people like crazy.

"Zhao Dabao, you fucking ..."

Huang Zimin hit his head against the wall, and was dizzy. He stood up and shook his head to sober himself up, then swung the wooden stick at Zhao Dabao.

Zhao Dabao is not the kind of parent who spoils his children. When he saw that Huang Zimin dared to challenge him, he kicked him again without waiting for him to get close.

He had disliked this kid for a long time. He acted like a street urchin every day, relying on the fact that his uncle was Huang Lihao, and he couldn't stand others.

During these days of patrolling the streets, I couldn't control my eyes when I saw female comrades, and I even drank a few sips of cat urine to warm myself up when I went out on the streets.

Bah, do you really think you come to the patrol team to retire?

With a "bang", Huang Zinian, who had just stood up, was kicked and fell against the wall again.

"How is the man?"

Zhao Dabao turned his head and looked at the young man on the ground.

"I don't know. We dare not make any moves in this situation. Brother Zhao, what do you think we should do?"

Jiang Zhong had an embarrassed look on his face. He had seen bloody scenes during his long patrols, but this was the first time he had seen someone being beaten to death.

"Jiang Zhong, go inform Captain He and ask him to come over quickly.

Fang Zheng, quickly find a flatbed truck and take the person to the hospital."

"Hey, hey."

The two men agreed, got up and ran.

Zhao Dabao glanced at the young man lying unconscious on the ground, with blood still oozing from his head.

He took out a towel from his pocket and covered the wound, then put his Lei Feng hat on the boy.

Seeing that the boy's face was frighteningly pale, he didn't know whether it was because of the cold or because he had lost too much blood. He raised his head and shouted at Huang Zimin:

"Take off your coat!"

Huang Zimin had been kicked so hard that he was now sitting against the wall, unable to get up. After hearing what Zhao Dabao said, he subconsciously stiffened his neck and wanted to curse.

However, when he met Zhao Dabao's murderous gaze, he couldn't help but shiver and took off his military coat.

Zhao Dabao covered the young man on the ground with his military coat to prevent him from dying from his body temperature dropping too quickly.

"You, what are you doing?"

When Huang Zimin saw his coat covering the man and his collar was stained and red, he immediately became unhappy:

"That's my new coat. How can I wear it if you dirty it?"

Zhao Dabao turned around and glanced at Huang Zimin, who was ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, and sneered:

"Damn it, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to wear it in this lifetime."

Before Huang Zimin could react to what Zhao Dabao meant, he saw Fang Zheng coming over pushing a flatbed cart.

The two men carefully moved the young man on the ground onto the flatbed truck. As soon as they got out of the alley, they found He Yuzhu riding a bicycle with Jiang Zhongchao on his back coming towards them.

Upon seeing the two men, He Yuzhu stepped on the brakes and stopped, letting Jiang Zhong push the bicycle, while he quickly walked to the flatbed truck to check the situation.

I grabbed the young man's wrist and felt his pulse, and finally I felt relieved that I had been worried all the way.

Fortunately, although he was seriously injured, he did not lose his life.

Zhao Dabao glanced at He Yuzhu, and seeing that he didn't say anything, he couldn't help but ask:

"Captain He..."

"Don't worry, although the injury is serious, you won't die."

He Yuzhu said something, then turned to look at Jiang Zhong:

"Jiang Zhong, ride my bike to the police station and ask them to notify the family to go to the hospital."

"Hey, I'm going right away!"

Jiang Zhong responded and quickly rode his bicycle to the police station.

After a busy work, the person was finally released from the emergency room. Fortunately, he was not seriously injured.

As soon as I was sent to the general ward, I heard a few people rushing in from the hospital entrance, shouting:

"Brother, where is my brother?"

"Where's Xiaotong? Where did you send him?"

"Son, my son..."

The nurse frowned and said coldly:

"What are you arguing about? This is a hospital. If you want to argue, go outside and do it!"

Only then did they calm down, find out the situation, and rush to the ward.

He Yuzhu had settled everything here and was just about to open the door to leave when he saw four people rushing into the ward.

"My son, my son, what's wrong with you..."

A middle-aged woman, crying and shouting, rushed towards the young man on the hospital bed.

"You are the one who injured my brother?"

An angry voice exploded in his ears. He Yuzhu turned his head and saw a fist as big as a sandbag coming towards him.

He raised his head and grabbed the man's wrist, saying with a cold face:

"We are from the Workers-Peasants Joint Team. I am the team leader, He Yuzhu. If you have anything to say, please speak up."

The burly man had his wrist pinched and felt as if he was being clamped by a pair of iron pliers. No matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

Instead, my wrist hurt so much that the bones were crackling and could be broken if I wasn't careful.

"You, let me go first."

The burly man's face turned pale, and his tone softened involuntarily.

He Yuzhu let him go and asked in a deep voice:

"Who are you and what is your relationship with the person on the bed?"

At this time, the middle-aged man finally spoke:

"My name is Sun Dazhi, this is my eldest son, Sun Xiaogang, and the one lying on the bed is my youngest son, Sun Xiaoyong.

That’s my wife, and this is my daughter, Sun Xiaohui.”

He Yuzhu glanced at Sun Dazhi and said expressionlessly:

"Don't worry, your son won't die. If you take good care of him for a month or so, he'll be able to jump around again."

When Sun Dazhi heard this, he immediately felt relieved.

"He was molesting women on the street, blocking young girls in the alley and molesting them, so our patrol team took action."

As He Yuzhu was speaking, he turned his head and glanced at the unfortunate child on the bed:

"If you are dissatisfied, go to the street office and sue us. At that time, we will at most accuse you of violent law enforcement and give you a scolding.

Humph, your son molested and insulted women in the street, the lightest sentence he should receive is ten years in prison.

If you are young and don't learn well, and you, as a father, are unwilling to teach, we will naturally help you teach."

When Sun Dazhi, Sun Xiaogang and Sun Xiaohui heard this, their faces turned pale with fright.

Don’t they know that their sons dare to molest women on the street?

When the police station notified them, they only said that the person was injured and in the hospital, but did not explain the reason.

"Okay, now that his family is here, let's go."

He Yuzhu greeted Zhao Dabao and Fang Zheng, and the three of them quickly left the hospital.

Jiang Zhong had already parked his bicycle and was waiting at the hospital entrance.

"What exactly is going on? Tell me in detail."

He Yuzhu looked at Zhao Dabao expressionlessly, and secretly broke into a cold sweat:

Fortunately, no one died!

People these days are tough and breaking arms and legs in fights is common, but as long as no one dies, it's not a big deal.

Zhao Dabao also had a gloomy face. How could he be so unlucky to have to deal with that little bastard Huang Zimin?

After explaining the whole story in detail, He Yuzhu nodded and got on his bicycle:

"Okay, I got it. You guys continue patrolling, and I'll go find Huang Zimin."

Huang Zimin had already come out of the alley. Without his military coat, the cold wind was blowing into his bones.

The excitement I had just felt had long been blown away.

The few sips of hot wine I drank to warm myself before going out have now turned cold in my stomach.

Standing at the entrance of the alley, I couldn't help but look back at the pool of blood on the ground.

It was dark and red, and had been frozen.

Huang Zimin felt his body going a little weak. There was a huge pool of blood. Could a person still survive after losing so much blood?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look down at his hands:

Did I just beat him to death?

He couldn't help but shiver again, feeling a chill radiating from the inside out.

"Huang Zimin."

Just as he was lost in thought, a loud shout suddenly rang in his ears. Huang Zimin was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.

"Huang Zimin, stop right there, why are you running?"

When He Yuzhu saw that the guy ran away, he was so angry that he rode his bicycle to chase after him.

It took less than two minutes to catch up with the person, and the bicycle stopped directly in front of Huang Zimin.

"Why are you running?"

Huang Zimin glanced at He Yuzhu and saw that he was full of anger. He subconsciously shrank his neck and stammered, not daring to speak.

"Okay, let's go back to the steel mill."

He Yuzhu said coldly, and seeing that Huang Zimin's legs were shaking, he didn't want to say anything else.

What if this guy gets his legs wet from fear? He will have to ride his bike with the smell of urine all the way. Why bother?

After carrying Huang Zimin into the steel rolling mill, He Yuzhu went directly to the logistics department to find Huang Lihao.

As soon as Huang Lihao saw He Yuzhu and his eldest nephew coming to see him, he knew that something must have happened.

Although I couldn't help cursing in my heart, I had a smile on my face:

"Director He, please come in and sit down. Come in and sit down."

He Yuzhu didn't waste any words. He went into the office, found a chair and sat down, and explained the whole story.