Siheyuan: I am a big capitalist after the founding of the People's Republic of China

A week after Han Jiayi's accident, Li Zihang learned the news from his neighbor.

Han Jiayi was murdered by his second uncle and his ex-wife, who was actually his second uncle's niece-in-law.

At this time, Li Zihang was in the yard, sitting on a small bench listening to gossip.

That night, Han Jiayi was drinking at the second uncle's house. At first, the two of them were very caring towards him.

After three rounds of drinks, they deliberately said some unpleasant words to anger Han Jiayi so that he would go back to bed early.

However, they never expected that the bottle of wine Han Jiayi drank was mixed with sleeping pills. How could Han Jiayi survive with liquor and sleeping pills?

In this era, sleeping pills are like common candies and can be easily bought by children in small clinics.

During this period, supplies were scarce, relations between countries were tense, conflicts arose between the rabbits and the Russian bears, and the domestic situation was even more serious.

As someone said, "I don't think there's anything to be nervous about. I'm nervous too, and it would be a lie to say I'm not nervous. You're nervous in the first half of the night, but you're not nervous in the second half once you take sleeping pills."

This led to sleeping pills becoming a common sight during this period, as readily available to anyone as jelly beans.

After Han Jiayi returned home, he fell asleep and never woke up again.

As for why the second uncle wanted to kill him, it was actually an accident.

The second uncle originally just wanted to talk to him and ask him to go to his house less often in the near future. But this sentence hurt Han Jiayi, and he deliberately embarrassed the second uncle and insisted on staying.

The second master was at a loss and had to ask his concubine, Han Jiayi's ex-wife, to mix crushed sleeping pills into his wine glass.

Wait until he has drunk enough, then send him home. This accident directly led to Han Jiayi's death, and the second master and his concubine were also sentenced to death.

After hearing this story, Li Zihang felt mixed emotions. The complicated relationships and moral decline of that family were beyond his words.

He silently carried the small stool back to the house, his thoughts surging like the tide.

This world is so absurd. Han Jiayi’s departure may be a relief.

Li Zihang had noticed several times in the eyes of Uncle Han and his three brothers that they seemed to be hoping and fantasizing that Han Yi would be seriously injured or even paralyzed.

In this way, they can do whatever they want without being troubled by Han Jiayi.

With Han Jiayi's death, only the three nominal sons were heartbroken, while everyone else felt relieved.

In a dimly lit room in a large courtyard in Sijiu City, three men sat around a table with serious expressions, discussing how to deal with the Li family.

One of them, a big man with a hideous scar on his face, said in a deep voice:

"We have been investigating for a long time, but the Li family seems to be well protected and we can't find any opportunities to take action."

Another man, thin and shrewd, drummed his fingers on the table and echoed

"Yes, they must have strong security measures. We can't act rashly, otherwise we will alert the enemy."

The last man, with a sly look in his eyes, said slowly:

"We need to be more patient and cautious and not rush for success. Perhaps we can start with the people around them and find a breakthrough."

The three of them were silent for a moment, each thinking about what the other had said. Finally, the burly man spoke up, "Okay, let's do as you say."

At this time, one of them thought of something and then said.

"I know that a member of the Li family seems to have been sent out for training. But there is no news yet as to where that member has been sent."

There was a tense atmosphere in the room, as the three men were determined to find a way to deal with the Li family at all costs.

They knew it would be a tough battle, but they did not back down and were willing to do whatever it took to achieve their goal.

Recently, Li Zihang's bonsai business has been booming. With his good relationship with Peking University professors, he has not only benefited a lot in the appreciation of antiques, but also applied what he has learned to the creation of bonsai.

In his bonsai garden, pots of carefully cultivated bonsai are arranged in an orderly manner, some look like towering ancient trees, and some look like strange mountains and rocks. Each pot is cultivated with his hard work, and contains his unique understanding of life and beauty.

Through exchanges with professors from Peking University, Li Zihang deepened his understanding of the appreciation of antiques.

He learned to identify authenticity and determine age by subtle changes in lines, color and texture.

Today, his bonsai works are more artistic, attracting the attention of many enthusiasts and collectors. His reputation is getting louder and louder, and he has become a leader in the industry.

That night, it was time for Li Zihang's weekly medicine steaming.

Just as I walked into a small alley, I suddenly saw a man with a scar on his face squatting at the entrance of the alley in front of me, smoking.

When Li Zihang saw this person, he became alert.

Turning my head to look at the end of the alley, I saw a thin man blocking the entrance of the alley.

Now Li Zihang knew that something bad was going to happen.

Some time ago, Li Zihang discovered that someone was following him.

He thought it was someone arranged by the old man who wanted to track his whereabouts and set a trap for him.

At this point he understood that it was his family's enemy who wanted to attack him while he was alone.

Li Zihang stood in the middle of the dim alley.

Waiting motionlessly for the thief to arrive.

He originally wanted to shout, but he didn't expect to see a scarred man squatting at the entrance of the alley in front of him.

He pulled out a pistol from his bosom and pointed it at Li Zihang.

The scarred man walked towards Li Zihang while pointing a gun at him.

"Kid, you'd better shut up, or you know what will happen."

After saying that, he raised the pistol and gestured at Li Zihang.

Li Zihang didn't dare to move at this moment. If the other party didn't have a gun, no matter how many people there were, he would not hesitate.

In the dim alley, the scarred man approached Li Zihang step by step, holding a gun.

Li Zihang's heartbeat quickened rapidly, and his eyes were filled with fear and confusion.

When the scarred man finally stopped in front of him, Li Zihang suddenly knelt on his knees, and a trembling voice came out of his mouth.

"Sir, how have I offended you?"

"If I really offend you, just let me know and I will prepare a full banquet for you."

After saying this, he leaned forward slightly with his head lowered, as if begging for mercy from the other party.

Tears welled up in his eyes, slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

He was double-teamed from the front and back, seeing how useless Li Zihang was.

I also let down my guard.

The thin young man at the back is holding a dagger.

He squatted in front of Li Zihang who was kneeling on the ground, tapped his face with a knife and said.

"You are such a loser. How could the Li family give birth to a loser like you?"

"But you are a man who knows what is good for you. At least you will suffer less this way."

Li Zihang knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, while glancing at the direction where the two men were standing.

I was thinking about how to deal with the two of them.

At night, the moonlight was hazy and the dim alley was silent.

The scarred man stood on Li Zihang's left side like a ghost, only two steps away from him, exuding a chilling aura.

Li Zihang's eyes were filled with fear and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

The thin young man squatted in front of Li Zihang with a sarcastic smile on his face, and his voice echoed in the silent alley.

Li Zihang bit his lips tightly and said nothing. His eyes were fixed on the ground, as if he was looking for a way to escape.

The reflection of the knife flickered coldly in the faint moonlight.

The tense atmosphere was so intense that one could almost hear Li Zihang's heartbeat speeding up. He knew that he was facing an unprecedented threat.

Li Zihang's disguise has completely made the two of them let down their guard.

The scarred man had already put away the gun that was pointed at him.

It seemed as if Li Zihang was a lamb to be slaughtered, ready for them to do whatever they wanted with him.

At this time, the thin young man asked Li Zihang to stand up and follow them.

Li Zihang saw that the time was ripe and no longer hesitated.

In the dim night, Li Zihang nimbly turned sideways and struck the scarred man directly in the throat with his elbow.

With lightning speed, he accurately hit the scarred man's throat.

The force of the blow was so great that the air around it seemed to choke.

In an instant, the scarred man's body flew backwards as if hit by a sledgehammer.

A muffled sound came from his throat, a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth, and his eyes were full of astonishment and pain.

Li Zihang's attack seemed even more ferocious and deadly under the cover of night, leaving people completely unable to react.

Li Zihang has a clear understanding of his strength and speed.

He knew very well the power of this blow, which would definitely make the opponent fall to the ground without any ability to resist.

As he turned and hit the target with his elbow, he followed it with a gorgeous turning back kick, which hit the skinny young man's chest like a gust of wind.

This kick was like a cannonball, kicking the thin young man hard against the wall. The force was so great that it seemed to be able to penetrate the wall.

The dagger in the thin young man's hand fell.

These two counterattacks were as fast as lightning and as quick as a whirlwind. They were completed in an instant, leaving the person no ability to react at all.

Only at this moment did Li Zihang wipe the tears from his face.

Turning his head to take a look at the lifeless man with the scar, Li Zihang then slowly walked to the thin young man who was lying on the ground twitching.

He bent down to pick up the dagger, then went back to take the pistol from the scarred man, and searched both of them carefully before letting down his guard.

Li Zihang squatted down and came to the dying thin young man.

He said in the same disdainful tone.

"If it weren't for that gun, you really thought you could make me kneel down and kowtow? You even pretended to be scared and burst into tears. It's really ridiculous!"

After saying that, he didn't give the other party any chance anymore and kicked hard on the chest of the skinny young man who had a row of broken ribs.

This kick completely killed the opponent.

Li Zihang dared not be careless, let alone waste time, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble.

As for his first murder, Li Zihang did not have any psychological trauma.

For him, there is no difference between killing a cow and killing a person.

He was looking at the two bodies in the alley, thinking about how to deal with the aftermath.

No matter what era, don't treat the people who work for the Six Gates as fools and think that they can rest easy just because no one sees them.

Otherwise, you will be the one who suffers in the end.