Siheyuan: Sending the whole courtyard to jail at the beginning

Looking at the dozen or so electrician workers rushing towards him with great momentum, Lin Beijun did not feel the slightest panic or fear, but instead felt indescribably excited and thrilled.

In the words of his old squad leader, Lin Beijun is a restless and agitated person. All day long he is either looking for trouble or looking for a fight. Fortunately, this guy joined the army and has plenty of training every day. If he wants to fight, he can find his comrades to compete. Otherwise, sooner or later this guy would get into trouble or be beaten to death.

Having not had a fight for several months, Lin Beijun felt like his body was rusting.

It was not easy to meet someone who provokes him, and the other party is a criminal and he is a law enforcer. This is a legal fight with a license! It is also a fight with a reason and evidence, and he will not be criticized or trained afterwards. How can he not be excited?

"Damn it, these bastards from the electrician class actually want to attack our section chief? Comrades..."

"and many more......"

Niu Yong rolled up his sleeves and was ready to lead the charge. The security officers behind him were also very excited. If they wanted to beat up their section chief in front of them, wouldn't that be like looking for death by lighting a lantern in the toilet?

Just when everyone from the security department was about to rush forward, they were stopped by the second-in-command of their department, Deputy Section Chief Wei Dajun.

"Brother Wei, why are you stopping us? If we don't go up now, the section chief will suffer."

Niu Yong was extremely anxious, but he struggled twice without success to break free from Wei Dajun's hand. Although he was tall and strong like a bull, he was not as strong as Wei Dajun, who was thinner, a head shorter and much taller than him.

"What are you in such a hurry for? Didn't you see that our section chief is shaking with excitement?"

"Ha? Brother Wei, are you kidding me? Are you sure our section chief isn't shaking with fear? He just winked at us. Please stop kidding, our section chief is alone, and there are more than a dozen electricians."

"Crack~"

"Hey? No, Brother Wei, why did you hit me?"

Wei Dajun patted Niu Yong on the back of the head in annoyance and glared at him. Niu Yong immediately looked aggrieved and confused.

"Hit you? I'm afraid that if our section chief heard what you just said, he might beat you up. The look in his eyes didn't mean that we should provide support, but that we shouldn't go up and snatch the person away, as he can handle it alone.

"Forget it. After all, you just met our section chief. It's normal that you don't know his abilities. Let me tell you this. Our section chief has been learning from various masters of our security department since he was young. He has learned martial arts, fighting skills, military fighting skills, gun skills, reconnaissance, lurking, etc. He is also extremely talented and is born to be a soldier king."

"Otherwise, how could you have won so many military medals? That's because you laid a good foundation since childhood."

"Five years ago, when our section chief was 16 years old, he was already invincible in the security department. Back then, neither of me could match him. So, instead of worrying about our section chief, you should worry about those scum in the electrician class. I hope they won't be beaten too badly by the section chief."

Everyone in the security department was stunned and shocked, with words of disbelief and doubt.

"real or fake?"

"Wei Ke, I have little education, so please don't lie to me."

"Brother Wei, please stop talking nonsense. The age you said for our section chief is wrong. I've seen his information. He's 24 this year. Five years ago, he should have been 18, not 16."

Niu Yong said this in a very clever manner, and then glanced at Wei Dajun with pride.

Wei Dajun glanced at the fool with disdain and said unhappily, "What do you know? Back then, our section chief got into trouble and had to leave the city. Joining the army was his best option at the time, but he was not old enough. It was our Director Lin who asked Cheng from the police station to change his age."

"Why should I waste my words on you? Just watch and it's over."

"Uh."

"Oh? Do it, huh?"

The fat electrician team leader who was closest to him angrily swung his fist at Lin Beijun's head. If his arm, which was as thick as an ordinary person's thigh, and his fist, which was as big as a sandbag, hit a person's head, he would either get a concussion or pass out. This was no joke.

He once punched a man and knocked him unconscious.

"Bang~"

"Don't you know that you shouldn't hit someone in the face? If you break my handsome face, can you afford to pay for it?"

"Wow~woo~"

Just as the fist was about to hit Lin Beijun's face, Lin Beijun took the initiative and hit the opponent in the face with his fist first. The speed of his punch was so fast that it seemed that in less than a second, he completed a series of actions such as raising the fist, punching, hitting, and then retracting the fist.

"Hiss..., this, is this the speed a human can reach?"

"Tsk, tsk, that's miserable."

Niu Yong sucked in a breath of cold air. Lin Beijun's punch was really fast and fierce.

The fat team leader of the electrician team was squatting there crying, holding his nose. Blood was flowing out and he couldn't even hold it back. With that speed and force, his nose must have been broken.

"You are looking for death, kid."

Feeling the evil wind behind him, Lin Beijun seemed to have eyes on his back. He kicked the person who was about to attack him from behind and kicked him more than two meters away.

"Ah~"

"You little rubbish, you're trying to sneak attack me, huh? I can't kill you or me with my kicks."

Lin Beijun made a mocking remark without stopping, and he gave another side kick, sending another person flying. Feeling that someone was about to attack him from behind, Lin Beijun became playful, and with a force of his left hand, he pulled the poor kid, whose fingers he had been twisting, behind him to block his fists.

"Ah~ Stop it, it hurts, it hurts, ouch~, Er Mingzi, are you fucking blind? Why are you hitting me?"

First, his fingers were broken, and now his eyes are black and blue from being beaten by his colleagues. It's so miserable.

While the unfortunate kid was cursing, Lin Beijun grabbed his shoulder with one hand and pressed his head with the other, and used him as a pole to fly in the air. He kicked out five times in succession, and suddenly his side was empty, and five figures fell to the ground screaming in pain.

"Let's go."

This was not the end yet. Taking advantage of the inertia of his body, Lin Beijun landed on the ground and with a force of his hands he threw the unfortunate child out again.

“Ka-ba~ah…”

"Ouch~"

The unlucky kid screamed for the umpteenth time. This time his arm was dislocated, and he knocked down two of his companions. His fingers, eyes, arms, and back hit hard objects. It was so painful to watch...

"Oh my god, this... is this the Foshan Shadowless Kick? This flying kick is so cool!"

"I, I seem to see an afterimage..."

"Is this still a human being?"

Everyone present was stunned by Lin Beijun's invincible figure.

"Crackle...ding and bang..."

Lin Beijun was having a blast, he rushed into the crowd like a tiger into a flock of sheep, no matter who was standing, squatting or lying down, as long as he thought that they still had fighting ability (had not fainted), he would beat them all!

A few minutes later,

There was only one person left standing in the field, and that was Lin Beijun! The others were all lying on the ground wailing.

“Ouch…Ouch~”

"Woo woo woo~ Mom, I want to go home, I want to find mom..."

"You, don't come over here!ヽ(；′Д｀)?"

An electrician worker lying on the ground was frightened when he saw Lin Beijun squatting down and stretching out his devilish hand towards him.

"Pah...what are you yelling about?"

Lin Beijun slapped him directly in the face. The man dared not say a word immediately. He covered his painful cheek and sobbed and trembled silently.

Lin Beijun then smiled with satisfaction and wiped his hands with his clothes to clean the blood off their hands.

"Hmm~"

The man cried even harder, thinking, "Brother, if you want to use my clothes to wipe your hands, just tell me, and I'll take them off and wipe them for you."

"I was slapped for no reason. Do I feel guilty about it? Isn't it said that you shouldn't hit someone in the face?"

Lin Beijun took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and put it in his mouth, his posture was handsome and free and easy.

'What the hell? Where's my lighter?'

An embarrassing thing happened. Lin Beijun touched his pocket and found that his thief lighter was missing.

Fortunately, Wei Dajun was tactful enough to walk forward quickly, take out a match from his pocket and light it for Lin Beijun.

"Hiss... huh..., a bunch of losers, not even one of them can fight!"

Lin Beijun, who is tall and strong, was wearing a black woolen coat, holding a cigarette in his mouth, with a cold expression and arrogant eyes. Coupled with the security personnel behind him, he was so majestic and domineering.