Chapter 57: Not Enough
Hearing this, the bald man was stunned for a moment and looked back at Zhou Yi in disbelief.
"Oh, I almost forgot about you, you little bastard. You didn't even ask about your reputation in the underworld."
The bald man waved the machete in his hand and walked towards Zhou Yi.
Zhou Jianjun on the ground seemed to have grasped a lifeline and shouted, "He... he's my nephew. He's a policeman."
Upon hearing this, the bald man paused and looked Zhou Yi up and down.
Suddenly he spat fiercely: "Pah, the police are so great? I've beaten up so many policemen."
"Have you never heard of our boss Du? Let alone a small police officer like you, even if your chief comes, you have to respectfully offer our boss a cigarette."
"Today I'm going to let you know how many eyes the Horse King has!"
The bald man raised the machete in his hand and slashed at Zhou Yi fiercely.
Zhou Yi was not panicked at all. He was accustomed to such scenes before his rebirth. After all, his injuries were the best proof of his experience.
What's more, people like Baldy who appear arrogant on the surface are actually not to be feared at all. Most of them are just strong on the outside but weak on the inside and rely on their arrogance to scare people.
What is truly terrifying is the murderer who remains calm and has a ferocious look in his eyes.
Zhou Yi once encountered a murderer who raped and murdered three underage girls. He looked sturdy and honest, like an honest migrant worker. Despite his repeated precautions, he still nearly died at his hands.
No one could have imagined that a guy who was already trapped in a jar, with dull eyes and a resigned expression on his face, would suddenly stab his neck with the half of a disposable chopstick hidden in his hand.
Fortunately, the blow did not hit the artery, otherwise he would have been buried in the ground at the age of 35.
But his trachea was still injured and he almost died. The doctor had to cut open his trachea and insert a tube into his neck to give him oxygen to save his life.
Although the knife in the bald man's hand was fierce, its trajectory was quite predictable.
Zhou Yi just turned sideways, took a step back, and dodged.
"Huh?" The bald man missed his target and was stunned for a moment.
"Fuck you..."
Before he uttered the fourth word, Zhou Yi stretched out his right hand like lightning, grabbed the bald man's wrist, and at the same time swept his left foot towards the bald man's lower body.
The bald man suddenly lost his balance and fell, but Zhou Yi still held the wrist holding the knife. Zhou Yi twisted the wrist and directly bent the other person's hand behind his back and pressed him to the ground.
With a "clang", the machete also fell to the ground.
The bald man yelled in pain, "It hurts, it hurts."
Several younger brothers were stunned at once. Their eldest brother was knocked down by the opponent with one move. For a moment they didn't know whether to go up and help.
After all, they have never seen such technical skills before. Street fights are either random slashes or turtle punches. It's a competition of who is more ruthless, who can withstand more beatings, and who has more luck.
Sanda, grappling, and fighting are all compulsory courses for criminal police, not to mention that Zhou Yi has now fully adapted to the feeling of this young body.
"Brother, let's talk. Let's talk."
The bald man lay on the ground, patting the ground with his other hand and shouting.
Because the joint is in a dislocated position now, if Zhou Yi exerts a little force, his arm will be broken.
Unexpectedly, before Zhou Yi could even open his mouth to speak, Zhou Kai, who had been crying like a sick chicken, suddenly rushed over and started punching and kicking the bald man on the ground.
While beating him, he cursed, "I told you to hit me, I told you to hit me. You know how powerful my brother is, hahahaha, I'll beat you to death today."
The bald man was beaten so hard that he screamed in pain, but he was under control and dared not speak out.
Zhou Jianjun immediately rushed over to pull his son, and it took him a lot of pulling to pull Zhou Kai away.
Oh, Zhou Yi sighed, what a mess this family is.
Suddenly, Zhou Yi let go of the bald man's hand.
In an instant, the room fell into a terrible silence.
Everyone was stunned. No one expected Zhou Yi to let go suddenly.
The bald man didn't dare to move because he was not sure what Zhou Yi was going to do.
The younger brothers didn't dare to move because the eldest brother was still lying at his feet.
My second uncle's family was even more confused. Why did they suddenly release the person?
Especially Zhou Kai, who had just been shouting wildly, his face suddenly turned pale, his lips trembling constantly. The only thing in his mind was the word "death".
Finally, it was Zhou Yi who broke the silence. He picked up the pen on the ground and walked up to Zhou Jianjun.
"Uncle, let me ask you one last question. Grandpa fell down, but it really wasn't you who did it?"
Zhou Jianjun felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw and quickly swore to the heavens: "Zhou Yi, your uncle swears that it is absolutely not true!"
Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes, seeming a little confused.
Zhou Jianjun yelled, "I swear in the name of my mother and your grandmother, if I really do something worse than pigs and dogs, my whole family will die!"
Zhou Yi heard this and patted his shoulder.
First of all, Wang Cui'e didn't get angry even when such a vicious oath was uttered that her whole family would die a miserable death.
Secondly, since he dared to swear on my deceased grandmother, it seems that what my second uncle said must be true.
Zhou Yi took out a letter of commitment from his trouser pocket.
"Even if you didn't intentionally harm grandpa, but you did nothing to save him and forged a suicide note. We can't just let this go. Sign this, and I'll help you solve today's problem. This is also for grandpa and my father's sake, so I'll help you one last time." Zhou Yi said lightly.
Seeing that the other party was still hesitating, Zhou Yi shook his head helplessly and pointed at the group of people behind him.
"If you don't sign, I'll leave. You guys can handle this on your own."
"I sign! I sign!" Zhou Jianjun snatched the paper and pen and signed his name tremblingly.
"Zhou Yi, do you think this will work?"
Zhou Jianjun was about to hand over the paper, but Zhou Yi pouted and said, "Press your fingerprint again."
"Hand...handprint? There's no ink."
Zhou Yi reached out, grabbed his thumb, and wiped the blood from the corner of Wang Cui'e's mouth where the bald man had slapped her.
Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Just use it for now."
Zhou Jianjun shuddered instantly. He knew that the person in front of him really no longer considered them as relatives.
He quickly pressed a bloody fingerprint on the place where he had just signed.
Zhou Yi took it, looked at it with satisfaction, then folded it and put it away.
"Those three, I hope you'll move out as soon as possible. I'll come and take possession of the house by the end of this month at the latest."
"I don't want anything to go wrong by then, so let's save each other's dignity, okay?"
Wang Cui'e and Zhou Kai were completely dumbfounded, only Zhou Jianjun nodded repeatedly with a look of despair on his face.
At this time, the bald man had already crawled up from the ground, stretched his arm that was almost twisted off, and picked up the machete on the ground.
"Kill them all for me, especially that big guy. I want him dead!"
The bald man angrily gave orders to his subordinates.
But suddenly, a voice sounded from the door behind him: "Wow, it's quite lively."
The youngest brother closest to the door turned around with wide eyes, thinking that it was another ignorant neighbor who was joining in the fun.
Just as I was about to start cursing, I saw a black shadow like an iron tower standing at the door.
Zhou Yi's mouth corners suddenly rose slightly, his reinforcements arrived.
The ignorant young man at the door raised the iron rod in his hand and hit the other person.
With a loud "bang", the little brother flew out and smashed the cabinet next to him.
Jiang Biao, dressed in plain clothes, walked into the room, clapped his hands, and said to Zhou Yi, "Why are there only so many? They're not even enough to fill my teeth."
Zhou Yi laughed and said, "Hey, Brother Biao, I didn't expect these few people to come. If I had known earlier, I could have handled it by myself."
"My...myna, what...what should we do?" a younger brother asked the bald man.
The bald man hesitated. It would be a lie to say that he was not afraid, but if he ran away at this moment, he would have no chance of survival in the underworld.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Kill them! Five against two, how can we lose?"
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