NFBE Chapter 1887 This weird stuff! You brat!
Chapter 1887 This weird stuff! You brat!
Li Xiangnan's figure disappeared at the alley entrance, taking away the restlessness in the courtyard, but leaving behind a sense of impending doom.
The courtyard gate was wide open, and Li Dequan sat there with his eyes half-closed, calm and collected, yet exuding an aura of overwhelming power.
A figure wearing a felt hat flashed by at the alley entrance, found a phone booth at the intersection, and made a call.
"Boss, the situation has changed!" The man in the felt hat lowered his voice, his tone filled with anxiety. "Although Li Xiangnan has left the courtyard, his grandfather Li Dequan is stationed at the gate, firmly occupying the entrance. Apart from the neighbors of the courtyard, everyone else... judging from his posture, he's probably planning to hold the courtyard to the death!"
"Li Dequan? Are you sure?"
The person on the phone suddenly sounded shocked, as if they hadn't expected this person to come to the forefront.
"Boss, it's absolutely true, I do know Li Dequan!" the man in the felt hat confirmed.
"Hiss!" The person on the phone gasped, then fell silent for a moment before a chilling voice came through, "Li Dequan... that old guy, didn't he retire nearly twenty years ago? Why is he showing up again? What's he doing sitting at the gate?"
The man in the felt hat hurriedly said, "See a doctor! Has he figured out our plan?"
The voice on the phone carried a barely perceptible hint of shock and a sense of unease: "That old guy Li Dequan, he's been through war, he's a veteran military doctor who's saved countless lives, he's seen blood on the battlefield, he's not so easily fooled, his eyes are incredibly sharp!"
“Boss, then what about us…” The man in the felt hat felt a pang of anxiety.
"The plan remains unchanged! Getting Li Xiangnan out of the way is the first step. Now is a golden opportunity. We must take this chance to find out the inside story of the courtyard! We won't be able to fool them next time! It seems that forcing our way in won't work. You guys need to find a way around and deceive them! Front door, back door, open paths, secret passages, think of ways for all of them! I don't believe that Li Dequan, that old bastard, can spot all the loopholes!"
"Yes!"
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The Leap Forward store at this moment.
"General, hahaha! Zhencheng, get me a cigarette, get me a cigarette, a bet is a bet!" Xu Damao slapped his thigh and happily searched Yuan Zhencheng's pocket for cigarettes, which made Yuan Zhencheng cry and curse.
He Dashuang teased from the side, "Zhencheng, you're trying to do something you're not qualified for. You want to win the cigarette, but you can't do it without showing some real skills!"
Yuan Zhencheng blushed at Xu Damao's words, reluctantly slapped his hand away, took out two cigarettes from the cigarette box and handed them to him, glared at He Dashuang, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Damn it, I don't believe I can lose this whole pack of cigarettes today!"
As he said this, he took the cigarette pack in his hand, counted the contents, and looked distressed.
"Hahaha!"
The sight made He Dashuang and his neighbors laugh until their stomachs hurt.
"Forget it, let me handle this. Xu Damao just got lucky! I'll take him down a couple of times!" He Dashuang grabbed Yuan Zhencheng by the collar, lifted him up, and took his place.
Xu Damao sneered, set up the chessboard, and said coldly, "It's the same whether you come or not..."
He had just finished speaking when his voice suddenly stopped. He Dashuang was about to tease him when he saw the other wink at him, and the two of them looked toward the door at the same time.
Then a middle-aged man dressed in work clothes, with his hat pulled low, strolled into the store.
Xu Damao, He Dashuang, and Yuan Zhencheng exchanged glances and gestured to their neighbors.
"You'll see if I kill you this round or not!" Xu Damao said, while observing the newcomer out of the corner of his eye.
"What a character! How could you drink like this after just a few dishes!" He Dashuang retorted, already hooking the stool next to him with his foot, ready to pounce at any moment.
"Boss, a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes, please!"
The middle-aged man lingered in front of the shelf and called out.
Yuan Zhencheng coughed. Zhou Yuejin was holding an oilcloth and skillfully wiping the counter with his only remaining left hand. Upon hearing the noise, he turned around and saw Yuan Zhencheng's eyes, and immediately understood what was going on.
He raised his head, his eyes sweeping over the other person like a hawk's, the words Li Xiangnan had said back then still echoing in his ears: "Brother Yuejin, the front yard is in your hands now." His left hand had already subtly taken out a cigarette and handed it over.
The man paid and took the cigarette, but didn't leave immediately. He seemed to be attracted by the chess skills of the crowd and stood aside to watch.
"Set up the cannon and shoot you!" Xu Damao chuckled.
He Dashuang understood immediately: "Let's go, goodbye!"
Zhou Yuejin's right hand was severed at the wrist, inside which was a prosthetic designed by Li Xiangnan to assist him in daily life. At this moment, he was solemnly rolling up the sleeve, revealing the cold-looking stainless steel of the prosthetic.
This thing is like a merciless iron hand; he often uses it to crack walnuts!
Hitting someone on the head must hurt a lot.
The atmosphere in the shop suddenly became incredibly eerie.
Despite the lively scene of playing and watching chess, a discerning observer could sense the underlying tension and anxiety.
Because everyone could tell that the man who bought the Daqianmen cigarettes clearly spoke with a non-local accent.
At this point in time, people who have just experienced the Red Star Gang incident are most sensitive and extremely cautious of unfamiliar faces.
At this moment, the shop was like a small intelligence station. Everyone was on high alert, paying close attention to the man who had suddenly entered the shop.
The man in the hat opened the cigarette box, took out a cigarette, tapped the filter on the cigarette pack, stared intently at the chessboard, and occasionally glanced at the people around him.
When the other person's gaze fell on his face, Yuan Zhencheng suddenly grinned, took out a match, and said, "Dude, no light?"
"Oh, thank you, Mr. Jing, it really is true!" The man in the hat smiled broadly, quickly offering Yuan Zhencheng a cigarette before putting his own cigarette in his mouth and extending it to him.
Yuan Zhencheng lit a cigarette for him, then lit one for himself, fanning the match in the wind as he asked, feigning concern, "Buddy, your accent doesn't sound like a local."
"Hey, it's really not..." the man in the hat said serendipitously, "My back hurts, and I just happened to ask you something. I heard there's a miracle doctor named Li in your courtyard, whose medical skills are incredibly effective? I'd like to have him take a look at my old ailment. Is this the place?"
Everyone in the room immediately perked up their ears, and their eyes met in a flash.
Yuan Zhencheng raised his hand, about to point at old man Li Dequan, when the man in the hat suddenly stepped through the door leading from the store to the backyard.
"stop!"
Zhou Yuejin suddenly shouted, as if he were giving orders to new recruits in a military camp.
He dropped the oilcloth, stepped out from behind the counter, and his massive, mountain-like body, brimming with the fierce aura forged in battle, blocked the small door.
Although he only had his left hand left, he still stood as straight as a pine tree, his eyes sharp as knives, with a coldness that came from having survived the trials of life, staring intently at the man.
"Dude!" Zhou Yuejin said coldly, "I welcome you to buy things, but what if you want to see a doctor?"
He suddenly flicked his left thumb backward, pointing it through the window at the screen wall, "Look closely, the divine doctor Li is sitting right there! If you're a real man, walk out the front door openly! Trying to squeeze through the back door I'm guarding?"
He suddenly raised his prosthetic right hand and slammed it against the door with a bang. The stainless steel gleamed coldly under the light. "This iron hand of mine can take down anyone! Anyone who dares to break the rules of our compound, you'll have to ask them for permission first! Get the hell out of here!"
The man was completely intimidated by the aura emanating from Zhou Yuejin's mountain of corpses and sea of blood, and by that cold mechanical hand. His face suddenly turned deathly pale, and he didn't even dare to hold his cigarette properly or utter a sound before scrambling out of the store.
Yuan Zhencheng, Xu Damao, and He Dashuang chased after him out the door, only to see the man leave the alley without looking back, not even bothering to queue at the front gate.
Zhou Yuejin walked out and spat coldly at the retreating figure.
"One look at him and I can tell this kid's got something going for him, messing around with this weird stuff! You brat!"
Xu Damao and the others all gave a thumbs up, "Yuejin, you're amazing! We're impressed!"