Siheyuan: I live next door to Xu Damao, my last name is Cao

As soon as Yi Zhonghai rushed to Cao Wei, his face was distorted by anger, like a hungry beast, and he really wanted to eat Cao Wei alive.

The clenched fist was waving in the air, making a whistling sound. One could almost smell the strong smell of gunpowder in the air. If this punch were to land truly, Cao Wei would probably be beaten to pieces.

However, Cao Wei seemed like a shrewd veteran in the martial arts world. He had anticipated this and simply tilted his body slightly, like a light and nimble shadow, and avoided the fatal blow by a hair's breadth.

Yi Zhonghai's full-strength attack instantly missed, and his body rushed forward uncontrollably due to the powerful inertia. He staggered several steps, and each step was unsteady, as if he was walking on a shaky tightrope.

His arms were waving in the air in panic, trying to regain his balance. If he hadn't reached out in time to support the mottled and dilapidated wall next to him, he would have fallen to the ground in a miserable posture, making a fool of himself in front of everyone.

On the other side, Jia Zhang also pounced towards Cao Wei like a madman.

Her already dry and thin hands became even more twisted due to anger, like a pair of extremely sharp eagle claws, waving in the air, with a clear target, grabbing straight towards Cao Wei's face.

From her bloodshot eyes, one could clearly see madness and resentment surging, as if she wanted to tear off Cao Wei's face in an instant to relieve the hatred in her heart.

Cao Wei sensed the danger and his eyes suddenly became stern, just like a cheetah alert in the dark night, with an instinctive and keen perception of potential threats.

Just when Jia Zhang's bony hand was about to touch his face, he reacted as fast as lightning, nimbly dodged to the side, and at the same time mobilized all his strength, quickly raised his right leg, like a swift iron rod, and kicked Jia Zhang directly in the stomach with all his strength.

Jia Zhang had no time to make any defensive reaction. She only let out a painful groan from the depths of her throat, a sound full of astonishment and pain.

The whole person was like a kite with a broken string, drawing an arc in the air, flying backwards uncontrollably, and finally falling heavily to the ground with a dull "bang". The sound was like a heavy hammer, shaking the people around him so much that their hearts trembled violently, and the ground seemed to shake slightly as well.

Yi Zhonghai managed to steady himself with great difficulty. At this moment, the anger in his heart was like being poured with a bucket of highly concentrated gasoline, burning more and more fiercely and vigorously.

His eyes were filled with dense bloodshot, like a mad beast that had lost its mind, and he roared and rushed towards Cao Wei again.

He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white from excessive force, and he punched Cao Wei's head and chest left and right, full of anger and hatred. The wind from his fists made a whistling sound, as if tearing the air around him.

However, Cao Wei was as agile as a slippery fish swimming freely in turbulent water, and he skillfully dodged back and forth in the gaps between Yi Zhonghai's violent attacks.

As he dodged, he did not forget to sneer, his tone full of disdain, as if he was watching a clown performance that overestimated his own abilities: "With just this little ability of yours, you still want to teach me a lesson? Forget it! Go home and practice more before trying again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Wei took advantage of the gap in Yi Zhonghai's attack and hit Yi Zhonghai in the eye with a ruthless straight punch.

Yi Zhonghai suddenly felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and a piercing pain came from his eye sockets, as if thousands of red-hot steel needles were piercing into him at the same time, causing him to shiver all over with pain.

His steps began to stagger, his body swayed a few times, and he almost fell down again. If it weren't for the stubborn strength in his bones supporting him, he would have collapsed to the ground.

But he endured the pain, beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead rolled down like beads from a broken string, and he continued to swing his fists, like a trapped beast in despair, making his last struggle and fight, and every punch was filled with despair and unwillingness.

Jia Zhang struggled to get up from the ground. At this moment, her hair was as messy as a bird's nest ravaged by a twelve-level gale. Strands of hair were flying wildly, covered with dust and debris.

His clothes were covered in dust and he looked extremely disheveled, like a refugee who had just crawled out of the ruins.

Her eyes were filled with madness and unwillingness, and her aggressiveness became more intense with the fierce anger, as if she was going to burn the whole world.

She rushed towards Cao Wei again, shouting, "I'm going to fight you! Today it's either you or me! You bastard, you must give me an explanation today!"

Cao Wei smiled contemptuously, with deep sarcasm in his smile, as if he was watching a farce.

Taking advantage of Jia Zhang's momentum, he seized the opportunity and gave a side kick, hitting Jia Zhang hard in the face.

Jia Zhang let out a shrill scream, which broke the already tense and depressing atmosphere in the courtyard and made people shudder.

Her body fell backwards uncontrollably, and this time she fell directly to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

Her face swelled up rapidly, and soon became like a fermented pig's head, with high bulges. A trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth and slowly dripped down her chin. She looked so miserable that it was unbearable to look at.

Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai became more and more anxious and angry. His rationality was completely destroyed at this moment, like a dam that was instantly collapsed by a raging flood.

He rushed towards Cao Wei again regardless of everything, completely ignoring his already wounded body. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind, which was to make Cao Wei pay a heavy price for his actions.

Cao Wei was not in a hurry. Like an experienced and battle-hardened hunter, he calmly identified Yi Zhonghai's flaws, and every move he made was precise and deadly.

He punched Yi Zhonghai in the abdomen and face several times in a row. Each punch contained great power, like a sledgehammer hitting Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai had no power to defend himself. Every punch dealt him severe damage. He was beaten back repeatedly, his steps as if he was walking on cotton. Finally, he sat down on the ground with a bruised face and blood at the corners of his mouth. He gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently like an old bellows working with difficulty.

There was anger and unwillingness in his eyes. He stared at Cao Wei intently, as if he wanted to see through Cao Wei's soul and cut him into pieces with his eyes.

At this point, the surrounding neighbors could no longer bear it. This conflict had far exceeded their imagination, and the situation was getting increasingly out of control. If it continued, someone might really die, and the entire courtyard would be in an irretrievable situation.

Everyone rushed forward and pulled Cao Wei, Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhang, who were lying on the ground, apart.

Aunt Li and several other women quickly ran over to check on Jia Zhang. Aunt Li looked at Jia Zhang's miserable face and could not help but complain, "What a fuss! Why bother! We are all neighbors, we know each other every day. Why can't we just talk it out instead of resorting to violence? What if someone dies?"

As she spoke, she shook her head gently, her eyes full of helplessness and heartache, as if she was looking at an injured child.

Uncle Wang and several young men helped Yi Zhonghai up. Yi Zhonghai's body was still trembling slightly. The fierce fight just now had seriously damaged his vitality. The physical pain and inner humiliation were intertwined.

There was both anger and unwillingness in his eyes. He looked at Cao Wei as if he wanted to eat Cao Wei alive. His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles were white, and his body was trembling slightly with anger and pain.

Liu Haizhong also came over at this time, still with that hypocritical expression on his face, which made people feel hypocritical.

He put his hands behind his back, took small steps, and said with feigned concern: "Hey, don't be so impulsive, really, if there is anything, can't we just talk it out nicely? Everyone calm down. It's so cold, and it's not nice to make such a fuss!"

As he spoke, he looked at Yi Zhonghai who was sitting on the ground, with a barely perceptible sarcasm in his tone: "Yi Zhonghai, you are not a big boss anymore. You don't have the skills, so why are you taking on such a job? Fortunately, your position as a big boss was removed early, otherwise who knows how big a mess it would have caused! Look at it, it's so embarrassing now!"

Cao Wei stood aside, brushing off the non-existent dust on his body, as if announcing his victory to everyone. He echoed, "That's right, some people just overestimate their own abilities and still want to fight me. They don't even know their own weight!"

As Yi Zhonghai listened to their words, the anger in his heart burned again, like a lit powder keg, but the pain in his body made him only able to glare at Cao Wei and Liu Haizhong fiercely, unable to refute.

His hands were clenched tightly into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, and his heart was filled with frustration. The feeling of having no way to speak out his grievances and no place to seek redress for his grievances made his heart feel as if it was being gnawed by countless ants.

Cao Wei had a playful smile on his face as he looked down at Yi Zhonghai, who was slumped on the ground in a miserable state. His eyes were full of provocation, as if he was looking at a defeated general whom he had completely defeated.

He leaned forward slightly, as if he was admiring a trophy that he had carefully carved and perfectly conquered, and his voice was filled with unquestionable arrogance: "Yi Zhonghai, you keep saying that there is something wrong with my fruit. Since you are so sure, do you dare to make a bet with me? If there is really something wrong with my persimmons, I will compensate you with one thousand yuan without saying a word; but if there is no problem, you have to compensate me with one thousand yuan, do you dare?"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like pouring another bucket of boiling hot oil into a frying pan that was already boiling and about to explode. The atmosphere around them instantly became more tense, as if the air was about to be ignited.

When the neighbors heard this, they couldn't help but gasp. One thousand yuan was not a small sum of money at that time. It was the savings of an ordinary family that had been hard-earned for half a year or even longer.

The bet was really too big. Everyone understood that this bet might change Yi Zhonghai's life, or it might make Cao Wei a fortune.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yi Zhonghai, some were full of sympathy, some were full of worry, and some were just a little curious about the fun.

When Yi Zhonghai heard this, he was stunned at first. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which were originally angry as if they were about to spit fire. He raised his head and looked at Cao Wei with a bit of disbelief in his eyes, as if he was confirming whether he had heard it wrong, or suspecting whether Cao Wei was joking.

Then, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Jia Zhang, who was also beaten terribly, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

In Yi Zhonghai's heart, he truly felt that there was something fishy about Cao Wei's persimmons. The color was a strange red, not like the bright color of naturally ripened persimmons; the taste was not right as soon as he put it in his mouth, with a faint astringency, and the texture of the flesh was also a little strange, not firm, but soft.

But Cao Wei's confident and sure-of-victory look at this moment made him feel uneasy.

Thinking back to the bets he had made with Cao Wei in the past, he had lost every time. Those painful experiences were like alarm bells ringing in his mind, leaving him with lingering fears.

This one thousand yuan was not a small sum of money for him. It was the savings he had accumulated over a long period of time, and it was earned by him through frugality and saving every penny.

In order to save up the money, he usually didn't skimp on food and clothing and lived an extremely tight life.

He would be unwilling to accept losing in such an unclear manner. It would feel like someone was taking away his most precious and valuable thing from him, and his life would be plunged into darkness in an instant.

However, when he looked at his bruised face and nose, and thought of the humiliation and beating he had just received from Cao Wei, the rage in his heart suddenly rose up again, burning his chest and making it feel stuffy, as if it was going to burn a hole in his chest.