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

When He Zhiqiang heard this, he almost threw his chopsticks on the table. This broke the system.

A good system is someone else's. After others get it, they suddenly grow 1.8 meters tall, have eight-pack abs, and a body full of tendons. This is a broken system!

The more He Zhiqiang thought about it, the more angry he was, holding the big white porcelain bowl and quickly sucking up the noodles with chopsticks. The room was warmer than the outside, but he could still see the white mist when he exhaled.

After eating, He Zhiqiang walked in the alley, and it was probably eight or nine o'clock at this time.

The dim streetlights shone on the snow-covered ground, giving a sense of loneliness.

"Stop, rob! Take out the money on your body."

He Zhiqiang was thinking about the system all the time, but he didn't pay attention to being followed. He didn't react until he felt something pointed behind his back.

"Brother, if you have something to say, talk it out, and I'll get you the money."

He Zhiqiang froze as he spoke, then raised his hand to take it out of his bosom, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Didn't he just finish taking the Golden Bell Body Protection Pill not long ago?Besides, his strength is not covered!

Afraid of chicken feathers!He Zhiqiang stuffed the money he just took out of his pocket into it again.

"Fuck you, dare to rob me!"

He turned around and quickly gave the man a big slap, slapped the man 360 degrees, and then fell to the ground.

He Zhiqiang saw the dagger that fell on the ground at a glance, and called out, good guy, this knife is not as thick as a finger, how dare you come out to rob?

This is too much to look down on him. Although he is thin, he is too thin, right?

"Boy, why don't you grab your old man with a knife? Look at you, you're so rough, you were also slapped down by my slap."

He Zhiqiang walked up to him, bent down and squatted down, raised his collar with one hand and asked.

At this time, the young guy was so dizzy from being beaten by He Zhiqiang that he picked him up and asked him before he could react.

He Zhiqiang looked at the red mark on his face and the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and then looked around.

This is obviously because he is bullying others, or let's calm down, since he didn't suffer anyway.

He Zhiqiang slapped him hard on the other side of his intact face, threw him on the ground, and groped his whole body.

He Zhiqiang glanced at the large and small bills in his hand, the denominations were different, and after counting, it was only 3 yuan 4 cents.

"If you dare to rob again, I'll see if I won't blow you away! The money is supposed to buy a lesson, and the knife will be confiscated."

He Zhiqiang put the money and the knife in his arms and walked towards the courtyard.

The young guy sat on the ground covering his face with his hands, looking fiercely at He Zhiqiang's leaving back.

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Courtyard house

As soon as He Zhiqiang entered the yard, he saw an Eight Immortals table in the middle of the front yard, with three long chairs beside the table.

He didn't take it seriously, it seemed that this was the rhythm of an all-hands meeting.

Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu, who hadn't seen him during the day, bothered him. It seemed that this old man just wanted to get along with him!

He Zhiqiang frowned when he saw that the lights in his room were on. Didn't he lock the door when he went out?

"Squeak~"

He Zhiqiang pushed open the door, and saw the uncle, the second uncle, and the third uncle sitting neatly on his bed.

Immediately, the eyes of the four of them met with small eyes. He Zhiqiang smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head with his hands.

"First uncle, second uncle, third uncle, good evening, what are you doing here?"

He Zhiqiang pretended to be confused, pretending to understand, what else could it be other than beating Jia and Zhang's wife.

"Silly Qiang, what you did today is not right, go to the front yard to hold a general meeting!"

Before the first uncle Yi Zhonghai could speak, the second uncle Liu Haizhong stood up and criticized him first.

Yi Zhonghai opened his mouth without making a sound, stood up, glanced at him and walked out the door.

"Stupid and strong, have a better attitude. This Jia Dongxu mother and son are not easy to mess with. If you can settle it with less money, you can settle it with less money."

Yan Bugui stood up, walked to his side and patted him on the shoulder, finished speaking earnestly, turned his hands behind his back and walked out.

He Zhiqiang curled his lips. He just came back and had a meeting before he even sat down. He had a meeting as soon as he had a meeting. If he wants money, he will die!

forecourt

Every household moved their own benches and sat down, and saw the three uncles at the Eight Immortals table in front of them.

Sitting in the middle is the first uncle Yi Zhonghai, on the left is the second uncle Liu Haizhong, and on the right is the third uncle Yan Bugui.

Yi Zhonghai took a big tea mug and blew slowly, took a sip of tea, and looked at the people in the courtyard.

He Zhiqiang walked over slowly carrying a ponytail, put it directly in front of the uncle, and sat down.

"Si Qiang, you block the uncle and sit on the side."

It was the aunt who said this. She was cooking at home when this happened, and she also heard what Yi Zhonghai said.

"Okay, I'll move over here."

When He Zhiqiang saw that the first mother had spoken, he didn't care about her elderly face and moved a little to the left, right between the first and second uncles.

"This time I called everyone over, because Jia Dongxu thought he was stupid and emphasized that Qin Huairu punched him.

Sha Qiang fought back and beat Jia Dongxu and kicked Jia Zhangshi. Let's see everyone's opinions on this matter. "

Yi Zhonghai put down his teacup, cleared his throat and told everyone in the courtyard what happened today.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone began to whisper to He Zhiqiang, and what they said was called an effort.

"Don't look at this silly strong with such a small body, he can fight fiercely. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that Jia Dongxu couldn't beat silly strong."

"Really? I heard the noise and thought I'd finish my meal first before coming out to see what happened, but I came out after eating and saw that there was no one in the courtyard."

"Is this idiot really capable? With his slender arms and legs, can he really beat Jia Dongxu on the ground?"

"It's not just hitting the ground, it's called Brother Qiang, even Jia Zhang went up to stop him, but he was kicked by Silly Qiang and sat on the ground, not to mention how funny it is."

"..."

Jia Dongxu sat in the first row and listened to their comments all praising He Zhiqiang.

His face darkened, and he saw He Zhiqiang who was sitting in front stood up and walked over.

"Silly Qiang, see if I can't beat you to death!"

Jia Dongxu said as he clenched his hands into fists and waved them directly in his face.