Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

"Don't you put your bicycle outside to show off?"

"Bang! Boom! Boom!"

Seeing him coming, Xu Damao stood up and spoke to him, and even patted the car seat vigorously with his hands and looked at him provocatively.

"What the hell Xu is infertile looking for death!"

He Zhiqiang looked at his expression and then looked at his car seat. The **** sold his car tires and hasn't settled with him yet. How dare he come here to find fault? !

Really gave him a face!

Originally, I wanted to eat Bawang meal and borrow the hand of the hotel to send Xu Damao to the police station for a few days, but I didn't expect to come back that day!

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

He Zhiqiang stepped forward and grabbed his collar with one hand and slapped him three big hard pockets on his face.

If you dare to pat his car seat three times, it's a courtesy!

Xu Damao couldn't stand still after being beaten by these three big men. He shook his head a few times before waking up. He looked at him angrily and said.

"He Zhiqiang, how dare you beat me up, let's see if I don't beat you out of shit!"

Xu Damao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, He Zhiqiang beat him until he bled, he must be taught a lesson today!

"Shit? Maybe I'll let you eat shit. Believe it or not! How dare you say such things to me like a weak chicken?"

He Zhiqiang looked at him and sneered mockingly.

"Silly Qiang! If you dare to shout again, I will let you see your parents!"

Xu Damao couldn't hear the word infertility the most, and punched He Zhiqiang like crazy.

He Zhiqiang looked calmly at the fist a few centimeters away from him, quickly turned his head to hold the fist with one hand, and kicked Xu Damao's crotch violently with his genital leg.

"Well……"

Xu Damao clamped his legs in pain, and wanted to cover his crotch with both hands, but found that one hand was tightly held by He Zhiqiang and he couldn't pull it out.

"What are you..."

Before Xu Damao finished speaking, He Zhiqiang kicked him in the crotch again, and his hand on the crotch also suffered.

"Stop kicking, it's really infertile to kick again..."

Xu Damao bent over with pain in his eyes, tears in his eyes, his legs clamped tighter again, and he begged for mercy by shaking his hand that hurt from being kicked.

"Well……"

Before he could finish speaking, He Zhiqiang saw the target and made another kick before letting go.

He Zhiqiang watched him lying on the ground curled up with his hands covering his crotch, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and his pale eyes staring at something blankly.

"Xu Damao, don't think I don't know what you think my bicycle is for. How about you stealing two of my tires?"

He Zhiqiang squatted beside him, looked at him and asked.

"You, what are you talking about, I didn't steal it!"

Xu Damao lay on his side on the ground, covering his crotch with his hands, staring at him with disbelief, and then reacted, he gritted his molars and said in pain.

"Didn't steal it? The two car tires just received by the master of the car repair shop are the original ones of my bicycle. Should I call the master of the car repair shop to come over and recognize their faces.

By the way, call the police over, you just went there to drink tea, it will be hard to say if you go inside again, maybe this is the crime of theft, bang! "

He Zhiqiang looked at him and had expected such a reaction, and said to him with a sneer, and drew a gun with his hand and pointed it at his forehead.

"Don't, don't, Brother Qiang, Brother Qiang, if you have something to say, talk it out, if you have something to say..."

Xu Damao was so frightened by the nod of his forehead and the sound of "bang", he hurriedly squeezed a smile on his painful face and begged for mercy.

"He Zhiqiang, Xu Damao, what are you doing?"

Yi Zhonghai was still sleeping in the bed when he was woken up by the sound from outside. After listening carefully, he heard He Zhiqiang's voice, and it seemed that there was also Xu Damao's voice.

"Morning, grandpa. I was chatting with Xu Damao. He suddenly had a stomachache and fell to the ground. Why don't I just squat down and help him?"

He Zhiqiang was about to speak with a cold face, when he heard Yi Zhonghai's voice behind him, he quickly put on a smiling face and stretched out his hand to support Xu Damao, then turned his head and said to him.

"Xu Damao, look at He Zhiqiang, and then look at you. You can't learn from He Zhiqiang. You have a stomachache and you know how to care about you."

Yi Zhonghai stood at the door wearing a padded jacket and watched the two of them hear He Zhiqiang's explanation, and began to point at Xu Damao and began to scold.

"Master, it's cold outside, let's go back to the house, I'm here, I'll help Xu Damao go to my room to do some work."

He Zhiqiang finished talking to him with a smile. It seemed that he was helping Xu Damao, but he was actually pulled up by his back collar.

"Okay, Zhiqiang is such a good boy. When he grows up, why are you shaking your head, Xu Damao? Zhiqiang, I'll go back to the house first."

Yi Zhonghai nodded in satisfaction at He Zhiqiang, but saw Xu Damao shaking his head at him with a pale face, what does it mean?

Disagree with his statement? !

Xu Damao looked at the uncle's back and wanted to cry, but what He Zhiqiang said was wrong, he obviously covered his crotch, why did he have a stomachache!

He Zhiqiang dragged him back to his room, which also affected him a little when he was seen by others in the courtyard. He is now a very good person in the courtyard.

"Xu Damao, tell me, how to solve the problem of stealing my car tires?"

He Zhiqiang entered the room and threw him directly on the ground, sat on a chair and looked at him and asked.

"Brother Qiang, you can solve it any way you want, just don't call the police, I don't want to go to the police station."

Enduring the severe pain in his stomach, Xu Damao struggled to crawl to his feet, hugged his thigh and begged.

"Well, it looks like you have a good attitude. I don't know how much you sold my car tires, but I bought them back and it cost me a total of 50 yuan. As the saying goes, if you steal, you will be fined ten, so I won't say too much. Just pay me 500 yuan."

He Zhiqiang kicked him away with a look of disgust, and said to him.

"Huh? Five, 500 yuan!?"

When Xu Damao heard this number, his back felt chills. The 100 yuan can still be paid back, but the 500 yuan is an astronomical figure.

"Why do you think it's too much? Then I'll go to the police now to see how much I should pay..."

He Zhiqiang looked at his reaction and asked in a cold voice.

"Don't, don't, not too much, but I can't come up with so much money now, or else I will write you an IOU."

Seeing that he was about to stand up and look for the policeman, Xu Damao quickly hugged his calf and said with a smile on his face.

"Okay, then write the IOU and just pay me back ten yuan a month. This is the IOU and this is the pen."

He Zhiqiang had prepared the IOU a long time ago, took out the IOU, pen, and red mud print from the cabinet, walked to him, and put the things on the table.

"He Zhiqiang! Did you want me to pay you 500 yuan a long time ago, and you set me up?!"

Xu Damao was pulled up from the ground by him, his legs were still trembling with pain, he looked at the content of the IOU on the table, and immediately stared at him with wide eyes and questioned.