Not only was Wang Dabao dumbfounded, but many of the neighbors who came to attend the hospital-wide meeting also exclaimed in surprise.
Who would have thought that Yan Jiekuang, with his small frame, could unleash such astonishing power and courage?
Sha Zhu was shouting and cursing with great enthusiasm. He wasn't afraid of clashing with Yan Jiecheng. He would be happy if Yan Jiecheng didn't let it go. He would prefer if the whole college meeting was in chaos.
Anyway, I've already gotten quite a beating today, so I don't mind getting another one.
Jia Dongxu's conditions were very cunning; five hundred yuan was not fifty yuan, and Sha Zhu definitely could not come up with such an astronomical sum.
As for being hit five times with a stove hook, it's out of the question. He couldn't even withstand one hit. Just being grazed by the stove hook while running was enough to make Sha Zhu suffer terribly. Even now, his back is still burning.
It was even more damaging than the gang fight caused by Liu Haizhong, Jia Dongxu, and Xu Damao.
So now that Sha Zhu sees Yan Jiecheng coming to cause trouble, he decides to play along and try to divert everyone's attention to what is about to happen.
Sha Zhu was sitting on the ground, feeling proud of his own cleverness, when suddenly he felt a gust of wind rushing towards him.
Turning his head, he was so frightened that his soul almost left his body. Yan Jiekuang was swinging the chair surface straight at Shazhu's head like he was swinging a sledgehammer.
It was too late for Sha Zhu to dodge at this point; he could only watch helplessly as he was hit.
Pushing and shoving the four people who had come to the distance, Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui, and Yan Jiecheng, their moods were similar to those of Sha Zhu.
Yi Zhonghai's scalp tingled instantly. He thought to himself, "I'm doomed. The first intentional homicide in the neighborhood in recent years might be about to unfold in the compound under my jurisdiction."
Sha Zhu is not going to live much longer!
Liu Haizhong slowly released his grip on Yan Jiecheng's arm, his face showing genuine shock.
Yan Bugui was heartbroken and wanted to shout to stop Yan Jiekuang, but that's how people are; the more anxious they are, the less they can shout. His heart was already at his lips, and he was about to burst out.
Yan Jiecheng's eyes bulged as he tried to shove the three people blocking his way, but even so, he knew in his heart that it was impossible to stop the situation from developing.
If Sha Zhu were to get hit by this, he would either die on the spot or suffer cerebral palsy.
Looking at Yan Jiekuang's face, it was tense, showing no mercy whatsoever; he was clearly aiming to kill Sha Zhu.
The bench, accompanied by a strong gust of wind, rushed straight towards the door of the silly pillar.
Just when everyone thought Sha Zhu was doomed and Yan Jiekuang was about to enter the juvenile detention center, an arm suddenly appeared and firmly clamped the bench in the crook of its arm.
Yan Jiekuang stumbled back two steps, his face flushed with excitement, staring incredulously at the man in front of him. "Uncle Dabao, you..."
"Go home."
Wang Dabao scolded, panting heavily.
Yan Jiekuang turned his head to look at Yan Bugui, whose face was pale, then stared at Shazhu for two seconds before turning and walking towards the front yard.
Wang Dabao had already put the skills granted by the system to their fullest potential. He kicked the bench under Jia Dongxu's buttocks and used the momentum to quickly reach Yan Jiekuang.
Although he didn't like most people in the compound and was happy to watch their antics from the sidelines, he still didn't want to see Yan Jiekuang's future ruined and his life burdened with the stigma of being a murderer.
"Clang!"
Wang Dabao casually tossed the bench aside and slowly stretched his arms.
The sound of the bench hitting the ground startled everyone awake. Yan Bugui, completely exhausted, plopped down on the floor, took off his glasses, tears streaming down his face, and kept muttering, "Dabao, oh Dabao, my good brother..."
Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong exchanged a glance, both seeing lingering fear in each other's eyes.
If a murder occurs in the compound, the neighborhood committee will definitely not let the old man in charge of the compound off the hook, and it may even implicate the factory workers.
Yan Jiecheng's eyes were red, and his gaze toward Wang Dabao had changed slightly. If he had only called Wang Dabao "uncle" before because he could take advantage of him, now he genuinely wanted to call him "Uncle Dabao!"
Wang Dabao's actions not only saved Sha Zhu and Yan Jiekuang, but also, for Yan Bugui and Yan Jiecheng, were equivalent to saving their families.
Sha Zhu swayed twice, then with a thud, lay back on the ground.
A trickle of water seeped through his pants and flowed out.
Sha Zhu was truly terrified. Anyone would be scared half to death if they had just been on the verge of death.
After feeling that his arm was no longer a big problem, Wang Dabao bent down to pick up the bench and said loudly, "Everyone here is a neighbor. A while ago, there was a group fight in our courtyard. In this incident, the biggest victim was not Sha Zhu, not Xu Damao, and not Liu Haizhong, but Yan Jiekuang."
"At such a young age, he has experienced frights and fears that are inappropriate for his age, which has led to systemic neurological disorders."
"What you just saw was not his original intention, but a side effect of his mental disorder."
After a pause, Wang Dabao let out a long breath, "So please don't blame this child. Give him some time to recover, and I believe he will become the sensible Yan Jiekuang he was before."
After saying that, Wang Dabao carried the bench and walked back.
Upon hearing Wang Dabao's words, Yan Bugui's tears streamed down his face.
For no apparent reason, Wang Dabao's figure appeared much taller in everyone's eyes.
When Wang Dabao leaped out, he kicked Jia Dongxu's bench, causing Jia Dongxu and his mother, Jia Zhangshi, to fall off the bench.
However, at this moment, the mother and son had already stood up.
"Sorry, Dongxu, the situation was urgent just now..."
“Brother Da Bao, what are you saying? It’s not your fault. I watched Jie Kuang grow up, and I don’t want anything to happen to him either.”
Jia Dongxu seemed like a different person today, and Wang Dabao thought he would have to spend a lot of time talking to him.
Immediately afterwards, Jia Dongxu changed the subject, staring viciously at Sha Zhu lying on the ground, "It's just a pity that that bastard Sha Zhu didn't get hit."
"It's alright, you're the one who hasn't made a move yet."
Wang Dabao patted Jia Dongxu on the shoulder, "But using a stove hook can easily kill someone. If that doesn't work, use a broom handle or a wooden stick. Hit him dozens of times, and he'll be bedridden for a week or two."
After bypassing Jia Dongxu and the others, Wang Dabao put the bench back in its original position and sat down.
Xu Damao put away his stool, got up and sat down next to Wang Dabao, and said in surprise, "Brother Dabao, do all of you soldiers know kung fu? You really scared me just now."
"But to be fair, this was handled brilliantly. Yan Jiekuang really went all out. It's just a pity he didn't turn Shazhu into a complete idiot!"
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