Siheyuan: The rise and fall of the He family is our responsibility

"Who is it! Who's outside!" The moment the man heard the voice, he threw Yu Haitang back to the corner where Yu Li was lying, and looked towards the cellar door in a defensive position with his legs.

"boom!"

Just as he finished speaking, there was a loud "bang" and the two-inch thick wooden door was instantly pierced by a figure.

The man stood up slowly. The sunlight outside shone on his back, casting a shadow on his face, making it impossible to see his features clearly.

"It not only has a milky flavor, but also a hint of sweetness. I guess it's because you like eating candy." The figure said as he walked down the stairs.

"But there's a lot of weird people in this place. They have no common sense at all. It really worries me, so...." Finally, the figure walked under the light, revealing his slightly childish face.

Looking at the people who were completely stunned, He Yuzhu said to Yu Haitang lying on the ground calmly: "So I'm here to take you home to eat candy."

"Pfft...Hahahaha, who did I think it was? Turns out it was a little brat trying to be a hero." The man wiped the tears from his eyes and said, "Little brat, you haven't even grown all your hair yet and you're trying to be a hero and save the damsel in distress. Now get out of here right now because I'm in a good mood, or else..."

Before he could finish his words, he immediately pulled out his right hand from behind his back, revealing a pistol. He pointed it at He Yuzhu and said with a fierce smile, "Boy, wait until we get to the King of Hell...ah!"

Before he could finish his words, there was a flash of silver light, and a knife was nailed into his right hand holding the gun, and the gun fell to the ground.

"Since that day, I realized that there's no point in using a slingshot. Flying knives are better. At least I don't have to worry about them breaking." He Yuzhu said lightly.

"You little bastard! I'm going to kill you!" The middle-aged man pulled out the knife in his right hand and rushed towards He Yuzhu with a roar.

He Yuzhu was not to be outdone and spat on his face, "You can't perform here. If you have the guts, come out and fight me." After saying that, he ran out.

The middle-aged man wiped the saliva off his face in disbelief, and an unprecedented murderous aura burst out of his body.

"Damn kid! I want your life!" He had completely lost his mind and did not even try to pick up the pistol that fell on the ground, but rushed out directly.

As soon as he went out, he saw a figure standing at the door. He quickly stepped forward and kicked He Yuzhu on the back, and immediately kicked He Yuzhu and the half-rotten door away.

Looking at He Yuzhu who was lying several meters away, the man stretched his legs and said fiercely: "Damn kid, I will break your bones one by one and let you know what will happen if you spit on me!"

But just as he finished speaking, he found that He Yuzhu, who was supposed to be unconscious, stood up as if nothing had happened, dusted off his body, and said to the man with contempt:

"That's it. I thought you were so cruel. If I had known you were so weak, I wouldn't have lured you out."

He Yuzhu thought that this person was a master, so in order not to harm Yu Haitang and the others, he lured him out from underground. He didn't expect that this person was just an embroidered pillow, good-looking but useless, and he couldn't even lift He Yuzhu with any strength.

But what he didn't expect was that the man in front of him looked at He Yuzhu, who seemed fine, with a look of horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

Family members know their own business. This middle-aged man is no useless figure. He is one of the few remaining ace spies of the Military Control Commission in North China.

As the legitimate successor of the Eighteen-Rotary Tan Leg, his leg skills had already reached perfection ten years ago, and he could even bend steel plates with one kick.

Up to now, he has taken this extremely strong leg technique to a higher level and can freely control the force of his kicks to achieve different effects.

He dared to guarantee that he had kicked with all his strength. Logically speaking, even a man of iron should have been lying down somewhere by now.

But He Yuzhu stood up as if nothing had happened. There were only two possibilities: one was that he had not woken up yet and all this was just a dream.

The second was that the boy in front of him, who looked less than fifteen years old, was an extremely skilled fighter, and his kick was not enough to tickle him.

The corners of the man's mouth twitched, and he quietly pinched the wound on his right hand. After feeling the stinging pain, he suddenly retreated and ran towards the courtyard wall.

As for the treasures in the cellar, their lives are almost gone, how can they care about this? !

Unfortunately, he realized it too late. When He Yuzhu saw that he was trying to escape, he tiptoed and flashed behind the man as if teleporting.

"Humph! Want to escape? Look at my Bajiquan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man felt a huge force hitting his back, and his internal organs seemed to be crushed into powder by this punch. Now it was the man's turn to fly out, and he fainted after hitting the courtyard wall.

"No way, so weak? Are all the spies nowadays so weak?" He Yuzhu said speechlessly as he looked at the spy who was lying on the ground with just one move.

In fact, it is not surprising that He Yuzhu has such an idea. It is because he has no idea about his own fighting ability.

After all, since he started practicing martial arts, he has never had a serious fight with anyone. His opponents have always been large wild beasts in the mountains and forests.

This means that he can only use wild animals to compare with humans. For example, a wild boar can withstand two punches from a novice like me. As a master who has practiced martial arts for many years, it should not be a problem for you to withstand a hundred or so punches from me, right?

For example, I, a novice, am stronger than a brown bear. You have practiced martial arts for much longer than me, so isn’t it natural that you can break a brown bear with one hand?

Under the influence of this concept, the spy who was once an ace became just another weakling in his eyes.

Looking at the man who had completely fainted, He Yuzhu felt a little unsafe, so he stepped forward and kicked him hard on the thigh bone twice, but one of his kicks was a little crooked, breaking the third leg along with it.

"what!"

The man who was awakened by the severe pain just shouted out when he was hit on the head with a whip kick and fainted immediately.

"Noisy."

He Yuzhu took a cold look at the pedophile who was no longer in human form and spat in his face again.

Even though He Yuzhu is only fourteen now, he was over eighty years old in his previous life. Most elderly people of this age have a genuine care and love for children.

This kind of damn pedophile is what old people like them cannot tolerate the most, so He Yuzhu did not hold back, but just made sure that he did not die.

He stripped off the man's pants and tied his hands tightly with a simple rope. After making sure that he could not escape, He Yuzhu walked towards the cellar.

At this time, the three children in the cellar had recovered. After all, the man did not kill them in order to live a happy life. With the children's super recovery ability, they quickly regained their ability to move.