Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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With a crisp sound, the scoundrel cried out in pain and released his grip. The dagger arced through the air before landing far away on the ground.

Du Weixiang pressed her advantage, taking a large step forward and then throwing a fierce punch that slammed into her opponent's chest.

The little punk let out a scream, sweating profusely from the pain. He involuntarily staggered back several steps, lost his balance, and fell to the ground in a sorry state.

Seeing their companion so easily subdued, the remaining two scoundrels looked at each other, a hint of astonishment and fear flashing in their eyes, but soon, a fierce look welled up in their hearts.

They each drew sharp daggers and gleaming machetes from their pockets, howling as they pounced on Du Weixiang like madmen.

However, Du Weixiang was not afraid at all. She moved lightly to the left and right, skillfully dodging the whistling cleaver.

Seizing the opportunity, she suddenly swung her fists, each punch carrying the force of thunder, striking the vital points of the two scoundrels respectively.

In an instant, the two men collapsed to the ground, groaning in pain, like shrimp struck by a heavy hammer.

Just then, the sleazy scoundrel who had been hiding to the side, seeing that things were not going well, suddenly reached into his waistband and pulled out a black pistol.

His face was contorted with rage, and he was about to pull the trigger when, in the blink of an eye, He Yuzhu, who had been watching from the sidelines, flashed his right hand and produced a gleaming dagger out of thin air.

With a flick of his arm, the dagger shot out like an arrow.

With a soft "whoosh," the dagger struck the wrist of the sleazy little bastard holding the gun with lightning precision.

In excruciating pain, the pistol in the scoundrel's hand fell to the ground.

It turned out that He Yuzhu had sensed the weapon on the other party's body with his powerful mental strength at the first moment, so he naturally wouldn't give him the chance to fire.

Then, He Yuzhu coldly and expressionlessly gave the order:

"Break all their legs and throw them outside like trash! Let these arrogant fools learn a lesson!"

Upon hearing this, Du Weixiang stepped forward without hesitation and delivered three precise kicks to the legs of the three men.

Three crisp cracking sounds of bones breaking echoed across the scene, and the three men's legs were instantly broken.

However, Du Weixiang ignored their screams and picked up the three incapacitated people as easily as picking up chicks, then threw them far away.

This sudden argument quickly attracted a large crowd of onlookers.

Seeing that Du Weixiang and the others acted so ruthlessly and decisively, a murmur of discussion immediately arose from the crowd.

Some people looked horrified and avoided the bloody scene; others whispered among themselves, speculating about the cause of the conflict.

And some of these people might be in cahoots with those three injured and fallen scoundrels.

They hurriedly pushed over a car, and with a flurry of activity, lifted the three people into it before driving away.

As the troublemakers were taken away, the crowd that had been watching the commotion gradually dispersed.

At this moment, the three of them entered the room together. Du Guanghe hurriedly and attentively poured tea for everyone and said:

"The situation here is so dangerous; a slight misstep could lead to my demise. How about this, could you help me remove the restrictions on my body?"

After a moment's thought, He Yuzhu realized that this place was indeed fraught with danger. Even a low-level thug could pull out a gun and commit violence at any time.

Thinking of this, he nodded in agreement:

"Alright, since that's the case, I'll lift the restriction for you."

After saying that, he stretched out his right hand and gently patted Du Guanghe's body, and the restriction binding Du Guanghe instantly disappeared without a trace.

After all this commotion, He Yuzhu sighed inwardly, realizing that his previous understanding of this place had been far too naive, and that he had ultimately oversimplified some things.

Based on what I had seen in TV dramas and movies, I assumed that Hong Kong had very strict gun control and that it was highly unlikely that people there would possess firearms.

However, it should be noted that most of those films and television works depict scenes from the 1970s, 1980s, or even the 1990s, while the present is only in the early 1960s.

During this period, many previously defeated soldiers and some lawbreakers chose to smuggle themselves into the country, and they naturally brought with them a considerable number of guns.

Taking these factors into account, removing the restrictions on the old man was undoubtedly a wise move.

After all, his own strength was a whole realm higher than the other party's, so even if Du Guanghe wanted to rebel, there was no need to worry.

Moreover, given the old man's current condition, he has no hope of advancing his cultivation level in this lifetime, so He Yuzhu was very confident and at ease.

When his long-lost kung fu returned to his body, Du Guanghe's joy was beyond words. He excitedly ran to the courtyard and practiced two sets of boxing techniques in succession until he felt completely satisfied.

After dinner, Du Guanghe asked, "What mission do you have here today?"

He Yuzhu responded, "My mission is to ensure the safety of the newspaper office. I received an ID card today, so we can proceed to the vicinity of the newspaper office tomorrow to carry out our operation."

Du Guanghe nodded slightly, indicating his agreement, and said:

"That's right! In fact, the security situation in Hong Kong is extremely chaotic. Not to mention at night, even in broad daylight, all kinds of illegal and criminal activities are happening one after another. Moreover, almost all of these behaviors are backed by the shadow of triads."

"That's right! Every time they go out to run errands, they inevitably encounter harassment from those gangsters. That's why I made a special trip here to deal with this thorny problem."

Although the newspaper has a security department, due to their special status, they must act with extreme caution and must never get involved in any illegal or criminal activities.

Instead of entering Hong Kong through normal channels, He Yuzhu chose to sneak in illegally.

The reason he did this was simply to avoid giving himself a public and transparent identity, so that he could secretly and quietly resolve the problem.

Subsequently, the three discussed the current situation in detail and finally reached a consensus: they would first go to the vicinity of the target location tomorrow to conduct an on-site investigation of the specific situation, and then formulate a more detailed action plan based on the information they actually had.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Du Guanghe, being quite sensible, was the first to get up, say goodbye, and leave.

After returning to his room, he quickly found two soft cotton balls and stuffed them into his ears.

After all, He Yuzhu...

He was caught in a dilemma: he couldn't bring himself to speak up and stop them, nor did he have the ability to confront or fight back. In desperation, he could only pretend that he couldn't hear anything.

"Oh dear... my grandpa's about to hear this!"

Her shy and adorable appearance was endearing.

However, He Yuzhu didn't take it seriously...

Du Weixiang retorted, puffing out her cheeks, "She couldn't help herself..."

Before she could finish speaking, she couldn't help but start whining again, pouting her little lips in dissatisfaction.

At this moment, He Yuzhu couldn't help but sigh:

"Sigh, the soundproofing in this dilapidated house is terrible. We'd better be careful."

Nevertheless, the passion between the two remained undiminished.

This old house has only three rooms in total, one bright and open, and two dimly lit.

Du Weixiang's high-pitched voice easily penetrated the thin wall and reached the old man's ears in the next room.

"Everything will be better tomorrow. Let's find a better hotel to stay in," Du Weixiang said softly.

"Mmm," she responded, biting her lip tightly as if trying to seal away the unease in her heart.

However, not long after, she couldn't help herself and involuntarily opened her mouth, making some meaningless sounds.

At that moment, she was completely unaware of how loud her voice was.

Just then, a soft sound broke the silence of the night—"thump, thump."

Du Guanghe, who had been fast asleep, was instantly awakened. He carefully got out of bed, tiptoed to the window, and gently pushed it open, leaving a narrow crack.

Looking out through the gap, I saw two thieves with their faces covered by black cloth, nimbly leaping into the courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, they quickly opened the courtyard gate, and seven or eight people filed in. The three in the lead were holding dark guns, while the others behind them were all carrying gleaming, chilling machetes.

These uninvited guests were clearly well-trained; they all tiptoed and moved slowly toward the house.

In that instant, He Yuzhu immediately sensed something was wrong, thanks to his keen intuition.

His reaction was extremely quick; without hesitation, he reached out and tightly covered Du Weixiang's cherry-like lips.

Du Weixiang was initially surprised, but quickly realized that the sound she had accidentally made might have alerted He Yuzhu.

She thought that perhaps it was because her voice was too loud that this situation occurred, so she didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, she felt a little embarrassed, so she worked even harder and sped up her original movements.

Seeing Du Weixiang cooperating with him so tacitly, He Yuzhu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He thought that since she was so obedient and sensible, he would rather not tell her about the thief outside for the time being.

After all, Du Guanghe is here. With Du Guanghe's skills and abilities, dealing with a few petty thieves is a piece of cake.

With that in mind, He Yuzhu quietly observed the commotion outside, waiting for Du Guanghe to take action and deal with these arrogant thieves.

Speaking of Du Guanghe, he's had enough of being humiliated these past few days!

Since leaving his hometown and coming to this unfamiliar place, all sorts of unpleasant things have happened one after another, especially the experiences of the last few months, which have made him feel extremely frustrated.

I thought I could live a peaceful life back in Hong Kong, but who would have thought that after only a few days of peace, someone would dare to come knocking on my door and cause trouble? This is something that even an uncle and aunt can't tolerate!

At this moment, Du Guanghe was already burning with rage, his eyes flashing with fury, just waiting for the right opportunity to rush out and teach these lawless guys a lesson.

He had already reached the Transformation Realm and was already a master among mortals. Yet here he was being bullied by a few thugs. He immediately reached out and snapped a wooden stick into three pieces. He then pushed open the window and threw the small wooden stick out as a hidden weapon.

Chapter 423 Evacuation

With a slight effort, he easily broke the wooden stick in his hand with a "crack".

The cut was jagged, yet extremely sharp.

Those men in black might normally be able to handle ordinary situations with their vigilance, but faced with this sudden turn of events, they were ultimately just ordinary people.

Most of them only learned some basic martial arts skills at the martial arts school and didn't have time to react effectively.