Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

After Xu Damao parked his bicycle, he crossed his arms over his chest, glanced at Yi Zhonghai from the corner of his eye, and responded coldly: "Haha, we projectionists don't have it as easy as you say. The salary I earn in a month is not even half of yours!"

Xu Damao is now a completely different person than before, and his strength has greatly increased, so even when facing these three people in front of him, he doesn't care at all.

"How do you talk to your elders like that?"

At this time, Jia Dongxu, the eldest son of the Jia family and the number one heir to the old age, could not help but scold him. Thinking of how his mother had been bullied by this guy before and how he had also been beaten by him, Jia Dongxu was furious.

What's more, every time he saw Xu Damao's face, which was more handsome than his own, he felt jealous and resentful.

Although He Yuzhu next to him remained silent, he still took a step forward. Yi Zhonghai smiled with his eyes narrowed, saying nothing, as if he felt that the three of them had a sure win against Xu Damao.

Xu Damao didn't care about it at all. He just laughed secretly in his heart. Then he stopped his bicycle steadily and walked straight towards Jia Dongxu.

His sturdy and strong figure brought a strong sense of pressure. When Xu Damao came close, Jia Dongxu realized that he had lost all the courage to fight him...

"I'm talking to an old man, why would you interrupt me? Also, you ask me how I speak? Of course I speak with my mouth, hahahaha!"

Xu Damao stretched out his hand and gently patted Jia Dongxu's cheek, saying with a smile.

Jia Dongxu felt extremely humiliated, but he knew that he was no match for Xu Damao, so he did not dare to take any action for a long time.

"Da Mao, what are you doing! Stop it! Sha Zhu, stop just standing there!"

Yi Zhonghai walked forward, and upon hearing this, He Yuzhu, his capable subordinate, immediately rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Xu Damao with Yi Zhonghai.

He Yuzhu recalled the horrible scene not long ago - he was kicked away mercilessly by Xu Damao! Suddenly, his anger erupted like a volcano, and he waved his fist and hit Xu Damao fiercely.

At this moment, Jia Dongxu seized the opportunity, quickly stretched out his hands, and firmly grasped Xu Damao's left palm which was constantly patting his cheek.

However, Xu Damao was not afraid at all. He stretched out his right hand nonchalantly and easily grasped He Yuzhu's fist. Then, he swung his hand violently and threw Jia Dongxu, who was holding his hand tightly, out!

This thrilling scene left Yi Zhonghai stunned, and he stopped involuntarily.

"Hey, Damao, why do you have to make a fuss when we can just talk it over?"

Yi Zhonghai shouted anxiously.

Xu Damao retorted innocently, "Uncle, you are old and your eyesight is not very good. Which eye of yours saw that I was the first to attack?"

At this moment, He Yuzhu was shocked to find that his right fist seemed to be clamped tightly by a huge iron clamp, unable to move at all. He tried desperately to pull back his fist, but to no avail...

Just as he was about to raise his leg and kick to get out of the predicament, Xu Damao's sharp eyes like a knife had already pierced him. His fist suddenly tightened, and a sharp pain came like an electric current. He could not help but groan, and the leg that he had just raised fell back like a deflated ball.

"Silly Zhu, if you dare to fight me again, I will find a deserted place outside to kill you! Don't forget, you still have a sister!"

Xu Damao put his face close to He Yuzhu, with an evil smile on his lips, and spoke softly.

Hearing this, He Yuzhu's eyes suddenly widened, and he stopped struggling. He stared straight into Xu Damao's fierce eyes, feeling extremely unfamiliar, as if the person in front of him was no longer the Xu Damao who allowed himself to be bullied...

Seeing this, Xu Damao loosened his fist. "Uncle, don't mess with me if there's nothing to do. You know I'm a person with a narrow mind, and I'll take revenge if I have a grudge. Don't mess with me if there's nothing to do, otherwise, hehe!"

With a sneer, Xu Damao turned around and pushed his bicycle.

Yi Zhonghai hurriedly helped Jia Dongxu up and walked into the courtyard with He Yuzhu.

Xu Damao also slowly pushed the cart into the yard.

"Hey, Damao is back. What happened just now? It was a mess outside. What's going on?"

Yan Bugui was in the yard. He saw Xu Damao enter the courtyard from afar, so he walked up to him and asked in a hypocritical manner.

Xu Damao looked at Yan Bugui's pretentious face and felt contempt in his heart. He couldn't help curling his lips, but still replied: "Teacher Yan, you have been here all the time? I was surrounded by the three of them, and you didn't come out to help me say a word!"

"Oh, Damao, you misunderstood me. What is our relationship? If I saw this, I would definitely stand up and support you!"

Yan Bugui quickly explained.

"Oh? So, Teacher Yan, do you know what just happened outside?"

The corners of Xu Damao's mouth rose slightly, revealing a hint of a smile, and he stared into Yan Bugui's eyes, as if he wanted to see through his true thoughts.

When Yan Bugui was asked this by Xu Damao, he was suddenly speechless and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He stammered, "Uh... Oh, I was watering the flowers in the yard just now. I heard the noise and hurried over. As soon as I reached the door, I saw you throw Jia Dongxu to the side."

"Seeing that you didn't suffer any loss and even gained the upper hand, I thought there was no need for me to intervene in this matter, so... I didn't come out. Hehehe..."

After saying that, Yan Bugui laughed dryly a few times, somewhat embarrassedly, his eyes flickering, not daring to look Xu Damao in the eye.

"Okay, Teacher Yan, I understand. Do you have anything else to say? If not, I'll go into the house and rest first. I'm too tired from work today." Xu Damao waved his hand, interrupted Yan Bugui's words, and turned to walk towards his home.

"It's just a little thing. You know, a friend of mine gave me something a few days ago and asked me to help sell it in the city for money. I thought of you right away."

Yan Bugui narrowed his eyes and said with a smile on his face.

Xu Damao raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, "This old fox always says this. I wonder what weird stuff he wants to sell this time."

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he responded calmly: "Teacher Yan, to be honest, we have dealt with each other several times. I have always had a question in my mind, why don't you go to the black market or the ghost market to sell those things? Instead, you always come to me?"