Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

"Chen Fei, you can't run away today!" Yan Jiecheng grinned, and his fist, accompanied by the sound of wind, went straight to Chen Fei's face.

Sha Zhu was not willing to be outdone. Although his movements were clumsy, each of his strikes was extremely powerful and hit Chen Fei's weak spots directly.

However, facing this sudden attack, Fade Chen did not show any panic.

Instead, his eyes became even colder, like two burning flames, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

In a flash, he stretched his body and cleverly avoided Yan Jiecheng's heavy punch. At the same time, he kicked out and hit Sha Zhu's wrist accurately, forcing him to pause his attack.

"Hmph, you think you can deal with me with just this little ability?" Chen Fei sneered, and his figure shuttled between the two people like a ghost. Every move he made was just right, avoiding the opponent's attack and giving a powerful counterattack.

Yan Jiecheng and Sha Zhu then realized that they had underestimated Chen Fei's strength.

But at this moment they had no time to think and could only try their best to continue attacking.

However, as time went on, they gradually felt powerless, and Chen Fei's counterattacks became more and more fierce, causing them to feel unbearable pain every time.

In the end, after a fierce fight, Yan Jiecheng and Sha Zhu were knocked to the ground one by one by Chen Fei, looking miserable.

Chen Fei stood in front of them, his eyes as cold as a knife, as if he could see into people's hearts.

"Remember, it's not that I don't want to retaliate, it's just that the time has not come yet." Chen Fei left a meaningful sentence, turned around and disappeared into the night, leaving Yan Jiecheng and Sha Zhu lying on the ground, looking at each other, their hearts filled with unwillingness and fear.

For Chen Fei, this night was just a small test; but for Yan Jiecheng and Sha Zhu, it was an unforgettable nightmare in their lives.

And all this is just the beginning...

Yan Jiecheng hid in the dark with a gloomy face, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring at Yu Li who was walking side by side with Chen Fei not far away.

Yu Li, the woman who was once his fiancée, now smiled at Chen Fei. This scene pierced his heart like a sharp knife.

In Yan Jiecheng's heart, he felt regret for being so stingy with the bride price in the past, and he also had endless hatred towards Chen Fei. He firmly believed that it was the appearance of Chen Fei that made him lose his beloved.

"Hmph, Chen Fei, today is your end!" Yan Jiecheng swore in his heart. The anger in his body was like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time, about to erupt.

Just then, a gust of wind blew, the shadows of the trees in the yard swayed, and a vague black shadow happened to pass through Yan Jiecheng's sight.

He was startled and mistakenly thought it was Fade Chen. He was immediately furious and leaped up like a cheetah, pouncing towards the shadow.

"Chen Fei, prepare to die!" Yan Jiecheng's roar cut through the night sky, his fists carrying the sound of the wind, unstoppable.

However, when the black shadow let out a familiar scream, Yan Jiecheng's heart sank suddenly. That voice was so familiar.

But anger had blinded his eyes, and reason had long been thrown out of his mind. He continued to attack frantically, and every punch seemed to pour out the unwillingness and hatred in his heart.

At this moment, from the other side of the courtyard, Sha Zhu came over after hearing the noise. Although this fighting master from the courtyard looked simple and honest on weekdays, he was actually very skilled.

"Yan Jiecheng, are you crazy?" Sha Zhu yelled, trying to stop this unprovoked disaster. But Yan Jiecheng was completely deaf to him, and all he could see was the struggling black shadow.

"Don't let him shout, quickly!" Yan Jiecheng shouted anxiously.

Seeing this, Sha Zhu quickly took out a smelly sock from his arms. It was his favorite "secret weapon" that he was most reluctant to mention, but it now became the key to stopping the chaos.

He covered the shadow's mouth with his hand, and the indescribable smell instantly spread, making the air around them solidify a little.

The black shadow gradually lost strength in the struggle, and his voice was completely muffled by the smelly socks.

At this moment, Yan Jiecheng suddenly woke up from his dream. With the faint moonlight, he saw the true face of the black shadow - it was actually an innocent passerby in the courtyard who had mistakenly fallen into this unexpected disaster while returning home at night.

Yan Jiecheng was stunned. The anger in his heart was extinguished instantly, replaced by endless regret and fear.

He realized that he had not only hurt innocent people, but might also end up in an irretrievable situation.

However, the instigator of all this, Chen Fei, seemed to be a bystander, standing quietly not far away with a deep gaze, as if he had already seen through it all.

A barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was secretly planning the next game of chess in his mind.

At this moment, Yan Bugui was riding his old bicycle, humming a little tune and enjoying the tranquility of the night.

However, fate always seemed to like playing jokes on people. An inadvertent bump caused him to fall heavily from the car. Besides the pain, an ominous premonition quietly crept into his heart.

Just as he was struggling to get up, two dark shadows emerged from the darkness like ghosts and quickly surrounded him.

Yan Bugui looked closely and found that it was Yan Jiecheng, who seemed honest on weekdays, and Sha Zhu, who always liked to stir up trouble.

The two men's eyes revealed an unprecedented fierceness that made Yan Bugui's heart tighten.

"What... do you want to do?" Yan Bugui's voice trembled with fear, and he tried to use reason to suppress the situation that was about to get out of control.

Yan Jiecheng sneered and did not answer. He just waved his hand, signaling Sha Zhu to take action.

Sha Zhu walked forward with a grim smile, and his fists rained down on Yan Bugui, each blow accompanied by Yan Bugui's painful groans.

He tried to struggle, but like a fish caught in a huge net, his efforts were in vain.

"Help... Help!" Yan Bugui shouted desperately, but the end of the alley seemed to be separated by an invisible wall, and his cries for help could only echo in this small space.

Just then, a smelly sock was roughly stuffed into his mouth, completely cutting off his hope of asking for help.

Despair surged like a tide, and a trace of regret flashed in Yan Bugui's eyes.

If he had let Fade Chen follow him, perhaps he wouldn't have ended up like this.

But at this moment, regret was useless, he could only watch himself being bullied by these two villains.

After Yan Jiecheng and Sha Zhu vented their anger, satisfied smiles appeared on their faces.

Yan Jiecheng even came up with an idea. He felt that a beating was not enough to completely retaliate against Chen Fei, so he made an even more humiliating decision - he untied his belt and aimed at Yan Bugui who had lost the ability to resist.

Chen Fei saw this scene.

Originally, he was just following Yan Bugui from a distance, intending to give him a surprise, but he never expected that such a tragic scene was waiting for him.

Anger, shock, self-blame...all these emotions intertwined together, making Chen Fei almost lose his mind.

But he forced himself to calm down, because he knew that now was not the time to act impulsively.