When Yu Heyi finally met Yu Ziqing's understated friend, an old man with an elegant and noble temperament, those cold and upright men who can almost only be seen in movies, the good car that slipped away, and the respect that those people showed to their son. Yu Heyi, a simple fisherman, finally showed his wisdom as a father.

"Ziqing, my father is old, and it's up to you to make the decision about the family's affairs. In the ambulance, Yu Heyi patted the back of Yu Ziqing's hand with satisfaction and said solemnly.

The rest of the family also sat in the car, listened to their father's words and didn't speak, just silently looked at Yu Ziqing with trusting eyes.

Yu Ziqing's eyes swept over his family affectionately, and finally fell on his father's thin face, patted his hand and said, "Dad, don't worry, I will arrange everything." ”

After speaking, Yu Ziqing stood up and got out of the ambulance.

On the side of the ambulance, Shangguan Mingyuan stood quietly from beginning to end, and when he saw Yu Ziqing get out of the car, he took two steps forward and said in a low voice: "Master, if you need me to help, please do not hesitate to give orders." ”

In the dark night, Yu Ziqing's deep eyes crossed the cold light of Sen Han, glanced at the four cold men with scorpions tattooed on their arms not far away, and said lightly: "No need, leave an Audi car to wait, you go back to Hanglin first, and take good care of my father and them." ”

"You can rest assured of this. Shangguan Mingyuan said in a deep voice.

Yu Ziqing patted Shangguan Mingyuan on the shoulder, then turned around and walked home.

Shangguan Mingyuan's body trembled slightly, and although Yu Ziqing didn't say anything, everything was already in plain sight.

Shangguan Mingyuan saw Yu Ziqing's figure disappear into the night, and said lightly: "Ah Chang, you stay." ”

After speaking, Shangguan Mingyuan turned around and got into the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

In the blink of an eye, only a black Audi A6 was left on the side of the road, and an old man standing next to the car with a calm face.

Because it was dark night, Shangguan Mingyuan's comings and goings didn't attract anyone's attention.

When he got home, Yu Ziqing casually picked up the iron rod he had just played, and then brought the door to the door, walking quietly on the dimly lit country cement road, his face was as calm as water, without the slightest expression, only the pair of deep eyes beating in the dark night with a chilling cold glow.

Although he didn't want to kill Yu Hebang and the others immediately, and he didn't immediately overthrow their power, how could Yu Ziqing leave quietly like this because of the humiliation suffered by his family during this time?

After walking for a while, I saw a small three-story bungalow surrounded by a wall.

The lights of the bungalow are bright, and with Yu Ziqing's ears, you can hear the sound of mahjong colliding and flowing, as well as noisy human voices.

Yu Ziqing came to the fence, in front of the closed iron door, raised his head and glanced coldly at the brightly lit small bungalow, and then suddenly raised his foot and kicked towards the iron door.

There was a loud bang, and the iron door was kicked open by Yu Ziqing.

The loud noise alarmed a big wolf dog in the yard, and also alarmed the neighbors next door and the people playing mahjong upstairs.

The big wolf dog barked wildly, revealing its hideous claws, and pounced on Yu Ziqing.

Yu Ziqing's face turned cold, and he raised the iron rod in his hand and slashed at the head of the big wolf dog.

The iron rod slashed a cold light in the darkness, and with a bang, it struck the big wolf dog as fast as lightning. The wolfdog didn't even have time to whimper, his skull shattered, his brain flowed out, and then he died of a few convulsions.

"Who the fuck is that?" On the terrace on the second floor, a young man with a cigarette in his mouth and a police uniform came out, shouting and swearing downstairs.

"It's Lao Tzu!" Yu Zi said lightly, his eyes revealing deep hatred. This young man is Yu Hebang's son, Yu Ziqiang, a police officer at the town police station.

Through the light, Yu Ziqiang saw Yu Ziqing's thin body, expressionless and delicate face, and the iron rod in his hand. As for the big wolf dog standing straight by the wall, he didn't notice that it was dead for a while, but it was a little strange why the big wolf dog only barked today, and was so well-behaved.

"Damn, Lao Tzu thought it was who, it turned out that the scholar from our village had returned. Why, do you want to learn from your Lao Tzu and your brother to make trouble here?" Yu Ziqiang stood on the second floor, looking down at Yu Ziqing with a lofty attitude, and mocked with disdain.

"Lao Tzu is not here to make trouble, just to ask for some interest. Yu Ziqing took the iron rod and slapped his palm lightly, and said calmly.

"You're going to beg for interest like a bear, fucking laughing at Lao Tzu, haha!" Yu Ziqiang laughed arrogantly, and then flicked his fingers, and the cigarette butt crossed a parabola in the air with a little firelight, and fell on top of Yu Ziqing's head.

Yu Ziqing smiled coldly, and with a slight wave of the iron rod, the cigarette butt immediately shot back upstairs at a faster speed with a little spark.

With a muffled sound, the cigarette butt with sparks shot into Yu Ziqiang's mouth with a wild laugh.

"Hmm!" Yu Ziqiang's laughter suddenly stopped, he covered his throat with his hands, and coughed violently, his throat was a hot pain.

The dialogue between Yu Ziqiang and Yu Ziqing, especially Yu Ziqiang's wild laughter, was particularly loud and harsh in the night.

The people in the room finally stopped playing mahjong and pushed the door one after another and walked out.

The neighbors next door also opened the door one after another, stood outside the wall, and looked into the courtyard of the village secretary.

"God, it's Heyi's son Ziqing! Isn't he working in the provincial capital?"

"Don't you know? He's coming back this afternoon, and I've been worrying, he can't stand it. Later, when I saw that there had been no movement in the afternoon, I thought that He Yi and his wife had persuaded him, but I didn't expect to come to the door. ”

"Go and persuade him, don't get into trouble again. A middle-aged aunt said.

It's just that when their eyes catch a glimpse of the big wolf dog lying at the foot of the wall, with their brains cracked and their brains and blood flowing all over the ground, they all feel a chill rising from behind their backbones, and they don't dare to step forward.

When the villagers outside the courtyard were talking, Yu Ziqiang upstairs finally relieved himself, pointed at Yu Ziqing and shouted with a vicious face: "Fuck, there is a kind of you stop Lao Tzu and don't leave!"

Saying that, Yu Ziqiang turned around and walked downstairs in a hurry, and the village cadres who came out to see who was making trouble didn't have time to hold Yu Ziqiang, so they all had to follow him downstairs.

Yu Ziqiang went downstairs, picked up a stool at home, and walked out with a vicious face. Seeing Yu Ziqing still standing in the courtyard with a calm face, the iron rod slapped his palm gently, Yu Ziqiang raised the stool and was about to throw it at him, but a man in his fifties with a beer belly grabbed him.

Yu Ziqiang was angry at this time, and was about to turn around and scold, when he saw that it was his old man, he couldn't help but be deflated, and said, "Dad, what are you pulling me for?"

Yu Hebang glanced at him, and then reprimanded: "What are you doing here, don't let Lao Tzu go!"

"Hebang, don't act for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu came over today to break your dog's paws!" Yu Ziqing said calmly, his eyes slowly swept over the people behind him, nodded and said, "Very good, ten to seven!"

Yu Ziqiang couldn't stand this anger, shook off Yu Hebang, waved the stool and smashed it on Yu Ziqing's head.

The people outside the wall showed unbearable looks when they saw this, but no one dared to step forward to persuade them, firstly, because the Yu Hebang family was too strong, and secondly, looking at this posture, I was afraid that I would be affected by the fish pond when I went up.

"Ziqiang!" Yu Hebang snorted pretendly, but a hint of fierceness flashed on his face. He Yu Hebang has been a secretary for so long, when has he ever been scolded like this by a hairy child.

Just when everyone could imagine the tragic ending of a weak scholar like Yu Ziqing to a policeman like Yu Ziqiang who was like a bandit, the situation was developing in a direction that everyone did not expect.

I saw Yu Ziqing raise the iron rod in his hand and slash it against the bench.

With a bang, the bench was split apart, and the wood chips were scattered all over the ground, while Yu Ziqiang cracked, couldn't withstand the huge impact, and sat on the ground.

Before everyone could react, the corners of Yu Ziqing's mouth hooked up a hideous and cold smile, raised his foot, kicked Yu Ziqiang who was sitting on the ground to the ground, and then stepped on his chest.

Looking at Yu Ziqing's white and delicate face, I don't know why Yu Ziqiang felt an unprecedented fear, and wisps of chill unconsciously rose from the backbone to the top of his head.

"Ziqing, what do you want?" Yu Ziqiang asked in a strong voice, but his vocal cords trembled slightly.

"Ziqing, if you dare to smash down, Lao Tzu will definitely abolish you!" Seeing Yu Ziqing calmly raise the iron rod in his hand, Yu Hebang could no longer maintain his composure, and while warning fiercely, he casually picked up a wooden stick and strode towards Yu Ziqing.

Yu Ziqing glanced at Yu Hebang with disdain, and the iron rod in his hand fell fiercely.

The sound of bones breaking echoed piercingly through the night, giving a deafening illusion, followed by Yu Ziqiang's hysterical screams.

looked at a strong man like Yu Ziqiang, wailing and rolling on the ground with his arms crossed, and then looked at Yu Ziqing holding the iron rod and standing calmly in place, as if he had never done anything.

Yu Hebang was stunned, and forgot to split the wooden stick in his hand.

The villagers were also stunned, a chill came from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, no one thought that the youngest son of the He Yi family, who had always been well-behaved, would be such a ruthless character!

"Ziqiang, how are you!" a brightly dressed woman with yellow and white things around her neck and hands howled and pounced on Yu Ziqiang.

"Mom, it's broken! It's broken!" Yu Ziqiang, who has never only beaten others, felt the fear from the bottom of his heart for the first time, and finally couldn't help screaming when he saw his mother rushing over.

"Hebang, Heguang, what are you still standing for! Kill this dog mongrel! Kill this dog mongrel!" Seeing her son's appearance, the woman pointed at Yu Ziqing angrily and shouted.

As soon as Yu Ziqiang's mother screamed, Yu Hebang suddenly came back to his senses, raised the stick in his hand and smashed it frantically at Yu Ziqing's head.

Several other village cadres did not persuade them, but turned around to look for them one by one.

(To be continued)