Siheyuan (traditional courtyard house): 52 years of farming, producing hundreds of millions of tons

“Baldy, there’s a big hole in the wall. I bet he ran away through the hole with his bicycle on his back.”

One person pointed to the gap in the wall.

The bald man looked at the gap; it was quite large, and it really could be!

"Let's go back and tell Brother Fan that the person ran away!"

Fang Tou was a little frustrated.

Brother Fan?

On the tree.

Wan Ping'an heard it clearly.

It was a guy named Brother Fan who instructed Baldy and his gang.

Wan Ping'an followed.

The bald man walked further and further into the remote area, and soon came to a secluded courtyard. It seemed that the original owner was a wealthy family, and the courtyard wall was more than three meters high.

The courtyard wall has been in disrepair for many years and there are cracks in it.

The east wall of the courtyard is clearly leaning and is being supported by three thick wooden sticks to prevent it from collapsing, which looks very dangerous.

The bald man pushed the door open and entered.

"how's it going?"

A familiar voice called out, "Isn't this Fan Jinyou's voice?"

"Brother Fan, we've lost track of that guy surnamed Wan."

"But don't worry, he got lucky today. We were careless. We'll go again tomorrow and we'll definitely break Wan's legs for you."

Baldy patted his chest and guaranteed it.

Wan Ping'an, who was outside the courtyard wall, heard it all clearly.

"Fan Jinyou wants revenge on me?"

A cold killing intent flashed in Wanpingmaru's eyes.

"It's okay."

"It's just a matter of sooner or later, I believe in Baldy."

"I've prepared food and drinks for the brothers. Come on, brothers, let's drink! No one's leaving today, let's drink until we're completely drunk!"

Fan Jinyou greeted everyone.

Baldy and his men were completely unprepared and had no idea that Wan Ping'an had followed them.

"Come on, Baldy, let me toast you."

"I'm entrusting Wan Ping'an's matter to you."

Fan Jinyou picked up his wine glass.

"Brother, you're too kind. Don't worry, if I run into Wan Ping'an again tomorrow, I'll break both his legs and give you an arm for free!"

The bald guy didn't work for nothing.

Whether it's a broken leg, a broken arm, or a broken finger, the price will vary.

"How do we deal with them?"

"Break in and beat them up?"

Wan Ping'an pondered.

With his current fighting skills, he could easily rush in and beat up Baldy and Fan Jinyou without much effort or any accidents.

"Have it!"

"I don't need to charge it at all!"

Wan Ping'an just climbed up the wall to observe.

Fan Jinyou and his group's table was about 1.5 meters away from the east wall, which was more than 3 meters high.

If they knock down the east wall, they will be buried alive.

The east wall was a dangerous wall, leaning at a considerable angle into the courtyard. If it weren't for the support of three thick wooden sticks, the east wall would have collapsed long ago.

Wan Ping'an made up his mind.

He pried three whole bricks off the east wall.

Subsequently.

He quietly went to the west wall and climbed onto the top.

Fan Jinyou and his group, with wine and food, were playing drinking games and having a lively time, completely unaware that there was an extra person on the wall.

Wan Ping'an aimed at the three wooden sticks.

Whoosh whoosh!

Three bricks were thrown.

The bricks whistled through the air as they struck the wooden sticks, snapping the three sticks in two.

The sound of the wooden stick breaking startled Fan Jinyou and the others.

They looked at the east wall and didn't notice that there were people on the west wall.

"Uh, the stick broke, haha..."

The group, who were quite drunk, didn't immediately realize what the broken wooden stick meant.

call!

The eastern wall of the city, having lost its wooden sticks, quickly collapsed.

"not good!"

"The east wall has fallen!"

Fan Jinyou realized what was happening, but it was too late!

By the time he shouted, the east wall had already collapsed.

Boom!

Fan Jinyou, along with the bald man, made a total of eight people. None of them escaped; they were all buried by the east wall.

The courtyard wall, which was more than three meters high, collapsed!

"Even if those eight don't die, they'll definitely have broken arms and legs."

Whether they live or die depends on their luck!

Wan Ping'an sneered.

If you dare to scheme against him, be prepared to be schemed against yourself!

Even if Fan Jinyou and the others were vandalized, they probably wouldn't even know they'd been set up.

for a long time.

There was no movement at all.

"Are they all dead?"

"So be it, I'll just die!"

"They're a menace; the death of one of them means one less menace!"

Wan Ping'an doesn't feel guilty at all.

Those who kill will always be killed!

Those who plot against him should be prepared for his revenge; if they die, it's because they were unlucky!

Wow!

Just as Wan Ping'an was about to leave, a sound came from the pile of broken bricks.

A hand reached out.

Slowly, the upper body emerged, revealing a large bald head with a large gash on it, staining the entire face red.

The bald man crawled out.

There is a bend in my left thigh.

There are no joints there, only bends, so it can only be a fracture.

"Brother Fan, Xiao Gang, Lao Si, Shi Tou, Mu Tou..."

The bald man shouted loudly.

no respond.

The bald man became even more anxious.

"Brother Fan, is that you?"