Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Looking at the guard comrades who were facing a serious enemy and did not dare to be distracted or slack at all.

Li Weijun seemed relaxed and didn't care about it at all. On the one hand, the system had a built-in danger sensor, similar to Spider-Man's spider sense. As long as there were people who were not favorable to him around, they could be identified at any time.

On the other hand, with his physical fitness that has basically broken free from the shackles of genes, it is no exaggeration to say that as long as the injury is not fatal, no matter how serious the injury is, Li Weijun can be full of energy under the healing system.

What's more, he had a 98k rifle hidden in his personal space that he had used for hunting in the Shanghai Military Region. In close combat, with his peak physical fitness, no one could match him.

In long-range combat, the 4k equipped with a 98x scope can kill with one shot, achieving true perfection in long-range and short-range combat, and the safety protection factor is basically maximized.

If Li Weijun had not been unable to resist the old man's kindness, he would not have been willing to waste the resources of two guards.

"Guardian, let me see if this cushion is soft..."

While everyone was marveling at the sight, the second aunt, for some reason, took advantage of Li Weijun's unpreparedness, stood in front of him, and shamelessly climbed into the passenger seat to feel the comfort of this steel behemoth.

Fortunately, Li Weijun was quick to pull the second aunt down and said seriously, "Second aunt, you can look at the car and even sit in the back seat, but you can't sit in the front passenger seat."

What a joke! This specially made bulletproof truck was a reward personally obtained by the old man. Li Weijun himself was reluctant to let the chassis be bumped and scratched along the way, and even the guards sat in the back seat. How could he let Second Aunt, a shrewish woman, sit in the passenger seat?

Is it possible for the second aunt to sit in the passenger seat easily?

"If you don't want to sit down, then don't sit down, Master. Why are you so fierce?"

The second aunt spoke sourly, especially when she mentioned the word "young master", she raised her voice abruptly, which obviously contained sarcasm.

But Li Weijun didn't care at all. Amidst everyone's puzzled gazes, he walked into the front yard carefree.

In the front yard, the third uncle Yan Bugui, who had just finished lunch and was lying leisurely under the eaves to enjoy the cool air, heard the noise in front of the door and stretched his neck curiously.

I couldn't help but mutter in my heart: "What's going on today? These old ladies are chattering all day long. They are really bored."

Just as he was about to get up and go outside to see if there was anything exciting going on, he looked up and saw Li Weijun walking into the yard with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, holding a scroll in his hand.

"This is strange. Didn't Li Weijun go on a business trip to Shanghai to purchase internal reference tablets? According to normal time, it should take more than half a month for him to return. How come he came back so early?"

While Yan Bugui was wondering, a group of old ladies who were also eager to watch the fun came into the yard from behind him.

Li Weijun unlocked the lock he had put on in advance, opened the door, and solemnly swept the wall with a feather duster. Then he took a hammer and rivets, and mounted the scroll in the middle of the door with extreme caution.

Then he took a towel and carefully wiped the dust off the glass frame. As Li Weijun was tall and was standing on a chair, he blocked the view of everyone behind him.

So the people behind him were chattering and whispering in confusion.

A group of people led by the three aunts sneered at Li Weijun's pretense, and even pointed at the guards who looked unfriendly and said speculatively: "See, I see that the arms of these two comrades are very hard, and they are often shot. Li Weijun may be in danger this time. He must have committed some crime in Shanghai, so he is revisiting the old place this time to avoid regrets before going to prison."

"Oh, that's impossible. If he had committed a crime, they wouldn't have sent such a luxurious car to take him here. Besides, look at Sun Ermazi next door. The last time he was caught by the police for a petty theft, they came to the scene secretly at night. It's not as beautiful as it is today."

Auntie No. 1 frowned, remaining skeptical of what Auntie No. 2 said. Like Uncle No. 1, she was a very smart person with sharp eyes and a sharp mind. Through some subtle details, Auntie No. 1 could almost conclude that these two comrades who looked difficult to mess with must be controlled by Li Weijun.

Apart from anything else, the aunt saw with her own eyes that when everyone rushed forward, the two comrades unconsciously put their hands into their sleeves, obviously ready to take out weapons at any time. If Li Weijun had not stopped them with a look, a big misunderstanding would have been inevitable.

Like the aunt, the third uncle Yan Bugui also sensed that something was wrong. Although he seemed stingy and miserly, he had a sharp and vicious eye for people.

As soon as some people stick out their butts, Yan Bugui can tell what kind of shit they are going to poop and what smell their farts will smell like.

Especially the way Li Weijun held up the scroll solemnly, it was obvious that the scroll was not simple. He quickly wiped his glasses with his sleeve and raised his toes as high as possible to see the contents of the scroll clearly.

At this moment, Li Weijun patted the non-existent dust on his hands, got down from the stool with satisfaction, and slowly turned around.

On the scroll, there were a few powerful and vigorous characters, "Heroic Sons and Daughters". The overwhelming momentum made the onlookers hold their breath and they couldn't recover for a long time.

Some elderly people who could not read, although they could not understand the contents of the scroll, were still stunned by the aura it contained.

Even the blind vagrants were like this, not to mention Yan Bugui, who was literate and always considered himself a bookworm.

Yan Bugui thought he was quite accomplished in calligraphy, and every time there were festivals or important events, he would act as an accountant, or write letters and couplets to earn some extra money.

But in front of this calligraphy, Yan Bugui felt as ridiculous as a joke. He stood on tiptoe and seemed to hear clearly the breathing sounds coming from the people around him.

"This is the old man's calligraphy!"

Yan Bugui was extremely frightened, because among the general public, no one knew the old man's taboo name.

It can be said that it is a household name and everyone knows it. Even some elementary school students who have just entered school are familiar with these big words.

"Wow, Li Weijun is incredible. He even managed to get the old man's calligraphy. No wonder he is so well dressed. He must have some great opportunities in Shanghai this time."

Yan Bugui's heart was so hot when he thought of this that he didn't care about etiquette anymore. He hurried forward and said curiously, "Wei Jun, remember, if you become rich, don't forget me."