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

"What do you mean?"

He Zhiqiang looked at the few people in front of him, and found that they immediately surrounded him.

"It's not interesting, I just feel that you are a little uncomfortable, what are you doing here in a car?"

The leading man spoke, holding a stick behind his head with both hands.

"I advise you to leave now, or I won't be polite."

He didn't want to fight in front of Yan Lihua, so he gave this group of people a chance.

But these gangsters seemed to hear something funny, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"I think you kid still can't tell the situation clearly, but now you want to beg us for mercy."

"Stop talking so much nonsense with him, we'll just beat him up and leave."

Some people get impatient and they want to get rid of people early and leave.

All the people reached an agreement, four or five people held sticks in their hands, and they rushed towards He Zhiqiang quickly.

Originally thought that He Zhiqiang was a soft persimmon that was easy to pinch, but after the fight, he found that He Zhiqiang's strength was beyond the charts.

Several people at the scene were kicked to the ground by He Zhiqiang. He Zhiqiang also grabbed a stick from one person and punched and kicked them.

Looking at the situation in front of them, the people lying on the ground hadn't reacted yet. They held their heads and endured He Zhiqiang's anger.

After beating everyone up, He Zhiqiang stopped what he was doing.

"Tell me, who sent you here?"

The group of people in front of them clearly had a purpose, and it would be unreasonable to say that they were only unhappy with He Zhiqiang.

When he said this, He Zhiqiang almost roared out.

But the people on the ground were just blindly silent. They lowered their heads very low, and they didn't even look at He Zhiqiang.

"Aren't you willing to talk? Well, I have plenty of ways to get you to talk."

In terms of dealing with people, He Zhiqiang has a lot of means.

He picked up the stick he had thrown aside just now, and then dragged out the person who was standing at the front.

He Zhiqiang's actions were extremely savage. When the man was dragged out, he even wanted to struggle.

But his strength was no match for He Zhiqiang. After being dragged out alive, the stick hit him directly on the arm.

He Zhiqiang almost spared no room for attack, which is called ruthless.

These sticks are all very thick, and they can't stop hitting once.

This group of people thought that He Zhiqiang was easy to bully, so when choosing weapons, they deliberately chose this kind of thick stick.

But this gangster didn't expect that he would suffer the consequences in the end.

"what!"

A stick hit his arm, and he felt like his arm was going to be useless.

When the stick hit his arm again, his entire face turned pale, and the blood at the corner of his mouth disappeared instantly.

After hitting one of his arms, He Zhiqiang finally turned his attention to his leg.

Almost without thinking about it, He Zhiqiang picked up the stick in his hand and hit it again.

"what!"

He Zhiqiang adjusted his position, and the stick hit his calf.

His hands and legs were hit by a stick, he arched his body, and hugged his knees tightly with his hands.

"I hope you can be more sensible. I will give you one last chance. Who instigated it?"

He Zhiqiang's tone was indifferent, as if he came from the ice hell.

"I... I just do things for others. The real person behind the scenes is the big leader."

The people above gave money, plus some benefits, and they went all out.

"I didn't intend to come here to trouble you. It's just that our brothers really don't have jobs. The man told me that as long as we come here and beat you up, we can go to work."

The man lying on the ground spoke submissively, they are really scared now.

You must know that He Zhiqiang is so powerful, they would not come here to provoke He Zhiqiang at first.

It's fine if He Zhiqiang doesn't teach him a lesson now, and he was beaten to death by He Zhiqiang.

Knowing that they were just scapegoats, He Zhiqiang finally threw the stick in his hand on the ground.

"Actually, I have already seen that, you are just doing things for others."

I don't know this group of people at all, and I can't talk about any grievances.

So from the time they appeared, He Zhiqiang guessed that it was very likely that another group of people whom he had offended found the thugs.

Sure enough, just as He Zhiqiang thought, everything is really so.

"You all get up, I won't blame you for this."

Glancing at the person on the ground who had been beaten badly by him, He Zhiqiang replied very generously.

All the people supported each other to stand up, and when they saw He Zhiqiang, their eyes became a little weird.

Seeing that they were seriously injured this time, He Zhiqiang returned to the car and took out his wallet.

"I have some money in here, just treat it as the fee that just paid you, you go and have a look."

When I was attacking just now, I didn't show any mercy, almost beating to death.

They all have large and small wounds on their bodies, especially the one at the head.

The man who took the lead was the one with the worst wounds. He Zhiqiang hit his arms and legs. Now he is supported by two younger brothers, and his grin looks a bit funny.

When one of the younger brothers saw the money handed over by He Zhiqiang, he was a little at a loss, and even dared not accept it.

"Hurry up and collect the money, and treat it as my medical bill for you."

The money is just a small amount of money, which is just enough for them to see a doctor.

"I've made it clear to you, after you are cured, you will find me at the rolling mill."

None of these people had jobs, so He Zhiqiang simply arranged for them to go to work properly.

"Didn't you say that you have no jobs? As long as you come to that place, I will arrange jobs for you."

Under the surprised eyes of several people, He Zhiqiang told them that he would find a job for them.

Several people at the scene were a little confused. It's not that they didn't try to find other jobs before, but the final results were nothing.

Many people feel that they are not competent, so the work has been put on hold.

"Can we really work?"

Someone asked cautiously, seemingly in disbelief.

"You have hands and feet, and you are not useless, why can't you work?"

He Zhiqiang seemed to have heard some good joke, and gave them a look.

These people are indeed able-bodied, and they are obviously at an age when they should work hard, but they have been doing bad things outside.