Although the fat man's combat skills were already at their maximum level and could not be improved further, he became increasingly adept at using his strength as he grew older.

He couldn't fully unleash his power before, but now every punch or slap he throws is a critical hit!

Before Zhang Jing could recover from the dizziness, he was hit hard on the hand again, the pain making him almost think his bones had been broken...

She cried and screamed, rolling on the ground while clutching her arms.

The fat man kicked the knife away to the side of the road, then pulled out handcuffs from his waist and ordered his men to handcuff him.

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Golden Tiger fled towards the grove of trees. He had a lot on his hands and couldn't afford to be caught by the police.

There was someone following him, and he couldn't shake them off no matter what he did.

He can't keep running like this, otherwise he'll be caught when he's exhausted.

Golden Tiger suddenly turned around, pulled an axe directly from his satchel, and then paused, stunned: "It's you?"

Thunder Tiger and Dragon-Capturing Tiger also looked grim. In the pitch black, he was the whitest and most conspicuous one, so it was no wonder that they had chased him here.

It's similar to the police chasing after a brother-in-law.

Golden Tiger tentatively asked, "Let me go?"

Ben Leihu glanced at the police and workers' picket team members behind him with a troubled expression, and sighed.

Qinlonghu shouted from the side, "Stop talking nonsense, put down your weapons and surrender!"

Golden Tiger spat heavily: "I knew you were unethical!"

Qinlonghu exploded: "Who are you talking about? Who are you talking about? Everyone knows I'm the most righteous!"

"Then let me go!"

Ah... even the Dragon-Capturing Tiger remained silent.

The police officers who followed him shouted, "What kind of time is this to be trying to talk about brotherhood? I'm warning you, put down your weapons and don't try to resist, or you'll only face death!"

Golden Tiger brandished his axe and roared viciously, "Is that so? I'd like to see how you end up dead."

A "click" sound was heard from the side, the clear sound of a bullet being chambered reaching everyone's ears.

Golden Tiger turned his head with difficulty and found that the police officers had caught up with him at some point, and now the dark muzzles of their guns were pointed at him.

"Do you want to see more?"

The golden tiger shook its head frantically, like a rattle drum.

The police officer shouted again, "Then hurry up!"

Golden Tiger nodded, held the axe in both hands, and obediently knelt on the ground.

Someone went up and confiscated his axe, then put him in handcuffs.

With that, all of today's main targets have been apprehended.

On the way back, the fat man rode in the policeman's jeep.

There were only the two of them in the car, and the policeman's mouth was practically stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

The fat man said sourly, "Look at you, everyone knows you've done a great job this time. You'll get an award and a promotion at the end of the year!"

The police officer's smile vanished, replaced by a sarcastic look: "What? You want a share of what's coming?"

The fat man waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I just wanted you to give our factory an award certificate. The brothers can't just risk their lives for me for no reason, right?"

The police officer kept glancing at him out of the corner of his eye, and after a long while, he sighed and said, "Luckily you didn't collude with them, otherwise I really wouldn't know how to deal with you."

The fat man sighed, "You're overthinking it. My ambitions have never been in that area."

The police officer asked curiously, "So what exactly are your ambitions? Are you just going to waste your time holed up in the welding workshop?"

It seems the police have been paying close attention to him. The fat man smiled and said, "My ambition has always been simple. I'm a chef, so of course I have to own my own restaurant."

The police officer looked at the fat man carefully, as if trying to determine if he was genuine.

It took him a while to relax: "You've got quite an appetite. But for now, you should take good care of the workers' disciplinary team."

"..."

For tonight's operation, Fatty had been coming home very late for a week straight.

As soon as I entered the courtyard tonight, I heard my daughter crying.

Yu Li opened the door for him and immediately complained, "Go check on your precious daughter. She's so sleepy, but she won't go to sleep and insists on finding her father."

The fat man rubbed his hands together and went into the inner room. He found Cheng Mengqi sitting on the bed like a little dumpling, crying and nodding her head as she tried to fight off sleep.

The fat man stepped forward and hugged her tightly, feeling sorry for her. As soon as the little girl saw him, she sobbed and said, "I miss my dad. Why aren't you back yet? That's why I cried."

The chubby man gently coaxed her, "It's all Daddy's fault. I've been too busy these past few days and haven't spent enough time with Mengqi. Daddy apologizes to you, okay?"

Chen Mengqi shook her head: "No, Daddy, tell me a story."

No, it means there's no need for apologies between father and daughter; she doesn't really want to hear the story right now, she just wants to cling to her father.

The fat man told her a story called "Little Star Takes a Bath," but she fell into a deep sleep after only getting to the beginning.

Yu Li came up and carried her over, then sent the fat man to wash his face and feet.

After washing up, Yu Li took the child to Chen Rong's room.

The fat man immediately understood.

While letting out bursts of strange laughter, he skillfully reached for his usual spot.

A moment later, Yu Li trembled as she grabbed his hand, her eyes glazed over, her voice trembling: "Don't come back so late again."

"..."

Time flows eastward like water, leaves fall in profusion, and another half year has passed in the blink of an eye.

By the winter of 1976, the neighborly relations in the courtyard had reached a freezing point.

No one organized a hospital-wide meeting this year. That day, Fatty was carrying coal home when Yi Zhonghai came to the front yard.

He came to see Yan Bugui, and he actually had the audacious idea of ​​having Yan Laoxi lead the demolition of the temporary houses converted from earthquake shantytowns!

After listening to their nonsense a couple of times, the fat man decided he didn't want to get involved anymore. His own two children were causing him so much trouble, he had no energy to care about others.

It all started with the coal. Yu Li insisted on handling it herself, and Chen Yan joined in the commotion.

The fat man had barely uttered a couple of questions when she retorted defiantly, "I've been delivering coal since 1964. Each truckload weighs 1,000 jin (500 catties), and I have to carry it all the way to their house and stack it neatly before they'll pay me 5 mao (0.5 yuan)!"

Chen Yan chimed in, "Your good wife insisted on dragging me along. The two of us delivering it will only cost us 10 cents for 100 jin of coal."

The fat man was getting a headache: "Alright, alright, you were only 24 years old in '64, and now you're both 36; besides, it's not like we don't have men in our family, why should you two women do the dirty and tiring work?"

Although Yu Li and Chen Yan were secretly delighted, they didn't hold back in their words.

Yu Li questioned, "Are you saying I'm too old?"

Chen Yan added insult to injury: "Well, you heartless bastard, you think your sister is useless now, huh!"

The fat man was so angry with the two of them that he simply went inside to find his little darling.