Siheyuan, the special forces at the beginning, make me kill you

"Liberation! Stop!"

The third uncle Yan Bugui saw that Yan Jiefang raised the stool and was about to throw it down on Li Weiqiang's head.

He hurried over to stop it.

Before he could grab Yan Jiefang's hand, someone grabbed his collar and pulled him to him.

"Master San, be careful!"

As soon as Yan Bugui turned around, he saw the stool that Yan Jiefang raised was falling down on his forehead.

"what!"

He screamed, his forehead was smashed with blood, his glasses were also smashed, and fell to the ground.

"dad!"

Yan Jiefang was frightened and quickly threw the stool on the ground to support Yan Bugui.

Only then did Li Weiqiang let go of Yan Bugui who was shielded, and shouted towards the big courtyard.

"The son beats the father!"

"God forbid!"

"Come and see, Yan Jiefang beat his father!"

"The third uncle's forehead is covered with blood, come and send him to the hospital!"

The neighbors in the compound heard Yan Bugui yelling early in the morning, and they wanted to come and have a look.

Now I saw that Yan Jiefang was injured by Yan Bugui.

Those who came late also heard that it was the son who beat Lao Tzu and Yan Jiefang did the bad things.

They all pointed at Yan Jiefang.

"You unfilial son, how could you hit your father with a stool?"

"My son beats my father, and the sky strikes with lightning, don't you know?"

"Such a son, if I had one, I would definitely strangle him to death!"

"Yan Jiefang, you are an unfilial son!"

When the neighbors pointed at Yan Jiefang, Li Weiqiang sighed, stood up, and accused Yan Jiefang.

"Tell me about you, didn't I just persuade you, don't always go out and cause trouble for the third uncle?"

"Are you going to lay hands on me?"

"Master San just knew you had a bad temper, so he wanted to stop you. How about you pick up the stool and throw it at your dad?"

Yan Jiefang didn't expect Li Weiqiang to say such a thing. He pointed at Li Weiqiang and said harshly, "Stop talking nonsense here!"

"I just thought you were upset, so I wanted to hit you! I didn't expect to be blocked by him..."

"Dad! Why are you so confused!"

Yan Jiefang hugged Yan Bugui and was about to cry.

And Yan Bugui in his arms was in a daze, he couldn't even remember what happened just now.

He only remembered that he was the one who wanted to stop Yan Jiefang.

He was afraid that his second son would get into trouble and beat Li Weiqiang, so not only would he not be able to get the compensation for Yan Jiecheng from Li Weiqiang.

Instead, they want to spend money to treat Li Weiqiang's injuries?
The Yan family would not do such a thing of losing money.

Who knew that this bastard son even beat him!
"Oh! Yan Jiefang you bastard!"

"My headache..."

"Get up and go into the house and lie down for a while!"

Third Uncle Yan Bugui, who is that?

I don't go to the hospital when I'm seriously ill. I go to the infirmary of their rolling mill to get some medicine. I take it at home and I'll be fine after a while.

At this moment, even his forehead was smashed by the stool, and blood was still flowing down his face.

He just asked Yan Jiefang to help him into the house to lie down and rest.

Instead of going to the hospital for medical treatment.

"Oh! Dad, I'll carry you on my back!"

Just as Yan Jiefang was about to enter the house with Yan Pugui on his back, he heard Li Weiqiang say a few more words.

"It's all hurt like this? If you go into the house and lie down, will it be healed?"

"Yan Jiefang, are you the son of the third uncle? Is there anyone like you who is a son?"

"Send it to the hospital soon!"

When Yan Jiefang heard that it was Li Weiqiang who said it, his eyes almost popped out of anger.

He yelled at Li Weiqiang, "My dad asked me to bring it into the house, not me!"

"He's like this now, doesn't he love money? Didn't you make money as a son? Don't you want to pay some money to save your father's life?"

Li Weiqiang is also discussing the matter on a case-by-case basis. He knows that everyone in the old Yan family is careful and careful.

Yan Jiefang has already gone to work and has money. This man has not yet married a wife and had children. He just saves money and is not willing to pay for his father's life.

No matter how much money he saves, this kind of son has nothing to be proud of. To put it bluntly, he is cold-blooded and ruthless.

Yan Jiefang blushed when Li Weiqiang said that his neck was thick, but he saved a lot of money, but isn't his family reluctant to pay?
Why did he pay for his father's medical treatment?
His elder brother should pay for it.

"I have no money! Dad! I'll take you into the house!"

Yan Jiefang insisted on sending Yan Pugui into the house.

It's just that he didn't expect the neighbors to criticize him at this time, and what they said was even worse.

"Yan Jiefang, don't you see that your dad has a hole in his head and is bleeding?"

"It is unlawful for a son to beat his father!"

"Should be struck by lightning!"

"When is this? Still thinking about saving money by yourself instead of saving his father's life? If I had such a selfish son, I would strangle him to death as soon as he was born."

"This Yan Jiefang is really nothing!"

"The third uncle is also suffering a lot, to have such a son!"

Yan Jiefang was originally small-minded, but when he heard so many neighbors accusing him, he became annoyed.

With a bad temper, he threw Yan Bugui off his back all at once.

"Didn't you say I'm not filial?"

"I will show you that I am not filial today!"

"I don't want anyone! I don't care!"

"If something happens to my dad, you are responsible!"

After Yan Jiefang finished scolding people, he wanted to leave angrily.

Li Weiqiang yelled, "Master San, your second son Yan Jiefang doesn't care whether you live or die!"

"Liberation...you stop for me!"

"Don't leave me behind!"

Yan Bugui was lying on the dais, half of his face was stained with blood, and he stretched out his hand pitifully towards the front.

But his glasses were knocked off, and people's faces are blurry now, and he still can't see where Yan Jiefang is.

"liberation……"

"Master San! Your son is about to run away, won't you be stopped?"

Yan Bugui's forehead hurts badly, it was Yan Jiefang who beat him.

Isn't it against the heavens for a son to beat his father?

Leaving Lao Tzu at this time, still want to run alone?
He hated this kind of son so much that he would kill him.

After hearing Li Weiqiang's words, Yan Bugui gritted his teeth and roared with all his strength.

"Yan Jiefang, you bastard! Stop...or I'll kill you!"

This is what Li Weiqiang was waiting for.

And the system task he chose before was to make Yan Bugui and Yan Jiefang, father and son turn against each other.

Next is the second step of the task.

It is also the one thing he wants to do most now.

"Third Master, I will help you fulfill your last wish!"

When the third uncle heard Li Weiqiang's words, he gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Li Weiqiang...who are you cursing?"

"I'm not cursing you! I'm beating you up!"

Li Weiqiang took a deep look at him, first picked up the third uncle Yan Bugui's glasses, and put them on for him.

Did he want Yan Pugui to take a fancy to him?

Just wait until you are so angry that you squirt blood!