Courtyard House: The Road to an Industrial Power

After Sha Zhu and the others helped each other out of the house, Lin Weidong raised his hand and closed the door to the west courtyard.

Just as Lin Weidong turned around, Su Wanqing, carrying a cup of warm, strong tea, slowly walked up to him.

"Have some tea to sober up, you've had so much tonight."

Lin Weidong took the teacup, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

Then he stretched out his arms and steadily lifted the person up in his arms.

Su Wanqing exclaimed in surprise and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

Her cheeks flushed instantly, making her look stunning.

Lin Weidong walked slowly to the bedside and carefully placed her on the bed covered with a red sheet.

Before long, their breathing became heavy.

The bed swayed slightly, making a soft creaking sound.

After an unknown amount of time, the room returned to peace, and the two fell asleep in each other's arms.

Su Wanqing leaned against Lin Weidong's chest and slept soundly. Lin Weidong also gradually relaxed and fell asleep.

Time slowly approached one o'clock in the morning.

A ghostly figure, under the cover of night, silently circled around to the corner of the west courtyard wall.

Yi Zhonghai was dressed in black, his face still smeared with soot.

The jealousy and resentment in his heart had long since extinguished his reason; now he only wanted to destroy this courtyard house.

After days of training, he was no longer as old as before. He supported himself against the hospital wall with both hands and flipped over easily.

It then silently descended into the west courtyard.

He held his breath and crept to the door of Lin Weidong's bridal chamber.

He pulled out a pre-prepared kerosene bottle from his pocket, unscrewed the cap, and splashed the pungent kerosene hard onto the door and window frames.

The strong smell of kerosene instantly filled the air.

Just as he took out a match, ready to light it...

Inside the room, Lin Weidong, who had been in a light sleep, suddenly opened his eyes!

The pungent smell of kerosene filled his nostrils, and almost instinctively he growled, "Who?!"

That low shout was exceptionally clear in the quiet night!

Yi Zhonghai, standing outside, froze.

He never expected that Lin Weidong would still be awake at one in the morning.

The thought of lighting the fire vanished instantly. He didn't even bother to pick up the kerosene bottle and turned to run wildly towards the courtyard wall.

"Run! We have to run!"

He moved with lightning speed, quickly scaling the courtyard wall and leaping over it.

Almost as soon as Lin Weidong finished shouting, he suddenly threw off the blanket.

Bare-chested and ignoring the bitter cold, he strode out of the room.

The icy wind whipped against his skin, but he was oblivious, his gaze fixed on the fleeing figure at the courtyard wall, his eyes turning icy.

"stop!"

He gave a low shout, and without stopping, rushed to the base of the wall.

With a light tap of his foot, he used the momentum to leap into the air, instantly flipping out of the courtyard and chasing after the figure.

The two ran wildly through the dark alley, one after the other.

Yi Zhonghai ran for his life, his heart pounding wildly. Lin Weidong's presence was getting closer and closer behind him; he could even feel the other man's footsteps right behind him!

Just as Lin Weidong was about to catch up

"Bang! Bang!"

Two gunshots suddenly rang out, piercing the night sky!

Lin Weidong's pupils contracted sharply, and his body instinctively lurched to the side.

He narrowly avoided the bullets; two bullets grazed his body and slammed into the blue brick wall behind him, sending up a spray of rubble.

In that brief pause, Yi Zhonghai abruptly turned into the narrow alleyway beside him.

It completely disappeared into the night.

Lin Weidong stood still, exuding a chilling aura.

He glanced down at the red mark on his skin, then looked in the direction where Yi Zhonghai had disappeared.

That figure from behind just now looked exactly like someone.

Yi Zhonghai!

Lin Weidong was puzzled as to why the other party possessed such skills.

On the other side, Yi Zhonghai ran frantically until he could no longer run, collapsing in a corner, panting heavily, his heart pounding in his chest.

Before he could even catch his breath, two dark figures emerged from the shadows, grabbed his arms on either side, and dragged him into the car without a word, heading towards the outskirts of the city.

After a bumpy ride, Yi Zhonghai was forcibly dragged into that abandoned warehouse.

Inside the warehouse, a dim light bulb hung overhead.

Li Yichuan sat on a dilapidated wooden chair, fiddling with a pistol in his hand.

He remained silent, and the atmosphere around him was frighteningly oppressive.

Yi Zhonghai looked at Li Yichuan's cold profile with trepidation, too scared to even breathe.

Silence, dead silence.

Just as Yi Zhonghai was about to be crushed by the silence, Li Yichuan suddenly raised his hand and pointed his gun at the ground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three shots were fired in quick succession, the bullets hitting precisely less than half a foot in front of Yi Zhonghai, leaving three charred bullet holes in the blue brick floor, sparks flying everywhere.

Yi Zhonghai froze, as if nailed to the ground, instantly stopping all his movements.

Cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

Li Yichuan slowly lowered his gun, without even looking up: "Did I give you permission to act?"

Yi Zhonghai's lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word.

"You don't actually think your life belongs to you, do you?"

Li Yichuan finally raised his eyes, his eyes filled with malice and ruthlessness.

Yi Zhonghai felt a chill run through his body.

"I...I just wanted to teach Lin Weidong a lesson," Yi Zhonghai stammered in his defense.

"A lesson?" Li Yichuan sneered, suddenly stood up, and kicked Yi Zhonghai hard in the chest.

"Bang!"

Yi Zhonghai was kicked away like a tattered sack, his chest aching terribly. A mouthful of metallic taste rose in his throat, but he swallowed it back down.

"Just say you want to die!"

Li Yichuan walked slowly to him and looked down at him.

Do you know what kind of fighting skills Lin Weidong possesses?

"Not long ago in the Black Pine Forest, he killed several southern spies with his bare hands, blowing their heads and chests open."

"By the way, most of them were done by hand."

Yi Zhonghai's pupils contracted sharply; he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Lin Weidong actually killed a spy with his bare hands? And with such ruthlessness as a headshot or a chest piercing?

If Lin Weidong catches him tonight, he'll probably be torn to pieces!

The thought of that scene left Yi Zhonghai speechless with fright.

Li Yichuan squatted down and looked at Yi Zhonghai on the ground: "If you dare to act without my orders again, I'll cripple your hands and feet and cut out your tongue."

"Tie you up and throw you in front of Lin Weidong, so you can experience firsthand just how ruthless he can be."

Yi Zhonghai repeatedly begged for mercy: "I won't dare again! I'll never dare again! Please, have mercy on me!"

Li Yichuan stood up and walked out of the warehouse without looking back.

"Today isn't over until I'm completely exhausted."

As soon as he finished speaking, the warehouse door was slammed shut.

Yi Zhonghai struggled to get up from the ground, looking at the empty warehouse with despair and fear in his eyes.

He dared not slacken in the slightest, dragging the hundred-pound sandbags on the ground, and began to run step by step with difficulty.

In the warehouse, only his heavy breathing and heavy footsteps could be heard.

And then there were the occasional angry shouts: "Stand up! Keep going!"