I painted an aircraft carrier on the courtyard house for Dongda University.

Just as he gritted his teeth, wanting to say something soft and beg for mercy, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling coldness on his knee, followed by a shiver running through his body.

Jia Dongxu subconsciously looked down and saw Zhou Weiguo's pistol firmly pressed against his knee, the dark muzzle gleaming coldly, as if it would pierce his bone in the next second.

His face instantly drained of color, turning deathly pale. He trembled uncontrollably, his voice breaking with sobs as he pleaded incoherently, "For...for the country! Uncle Weiguo! Let's talk this out! Don't joke with me, this joke isn't funny, it's really not funny!"

As he spoke, he tried to shrink back, but his knees were firmly pressed against the muzzle of the gun, and he couldn't move at all.

Zhou Weiguo squatted to the side, a half-smile on his face, but his eyes were as cold as ice. He asked in a flat tone, "When did I ever joke with you?"

When Jia Zhangshi saw Zhou Weiguo pointing a gun at her son's knee, her eyes instantly turned red. Forgetting all about cursing the police, she turned around and prepared to pounce on Zhou Weiguo.

Just then, Sha Zhu grabbed her. Helpless, the parent could only throw a tantrum at Zhou Weiguo from a distance.

She screamed hysterically at Zhou Weiguo, "Zhou Weiguo, you heartless bastard! Let go of my son! If you dare lay a finger on my son, I'll kill you and take you down with me! You little bastard who got shot, you'll die a horrible death! I curse your whole family to die a horrible death!"

She hurled extremely vile insults, her filth and profanity flying out like a machine gun, while also reaching out to grab Zhou Weiguo's arm, trying to pull him away.

The neighbors in the courtyard looked at Jia Zhangshi with strange expressions on their faces.

Someone muttered quietly, "Has Jia Zhangshi lost her mind? Throwing a tantrum now is just adding fuel to the fire!"

"Exactly! Didn't you see her son was almost scared to death? She's not helping, she's clearly causing trouble, trying to push her son into a living hell!"

Finally, even Jia Dongxu couldn't hold back any longer. He stared intently at the cold, piercing smile on Zhou Weiguo's face. That smile chilled him to the bone, and he was afraid that his mother's insults would really provoke Zhou Weiguo.

His voice trembled, and he pleaded with a sob, "Mother! Please stop scolding me! Please stop!"

But Madam Jia Zhang completely ignored Jia Dongxu's pleas and instead cursed him even more fiercely.

She stiffened her neck, spitting everywhere, cursing Zhou Weiguo as a "murderous bully" and a "scumbag who deserves to be shot," and even dragging him into the mess by insulting his ancestors for eighteen generations. Her language was so foul and offensive that it was unbearable to hear.

In the end, they even turned their anger towards Zhou Weiguo's family, cursing his children to die a horrible death and insulting his women as "vixens" and "sluts."

Although Jia Zhangshi cursed harshly, she couldn't express her bitterness in her heart. Over the years, she had been a tyrant in the courtyard and had long since figured out a set of rules for survival.

Only by being ruthless and shameless enough can one make people fear her and give in to her.

Now that Zhou Weiguo is so assertive, she believes that if she backs down, she will be devoured without a trace. Only by making a big scene and saying the absolute truth can she force Zhou Weiguo to have some reservations.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but recall the big boss in the prison. The big boss had said, "The soft fear the hard, the hard fear the ruthless, and the ruthless fear the reckless." This emboldened her, and she immediately threatened Zhou Weiguo, saying she would find people in the prison to take revenge on his woman and child.

"Zhou Weiguo, you dare touch my son! Let me tell you, I know a lot of capable people inside. Believe me or not, I can get them to take your woman away..."

"Bang!"

Before Zhou Weiguo could even finish his threatening words, a loud bang resounded, making the entire courtyard vibrate.

The moment the gunshot rang out, Jia Dongxu's piercing scream erupted: "Ah, my leg! My leg!"

He rolled frantically on the ground, clutching his knees, his face ashen, cold sweat instantly soaking his hair.

The people in the courtyard were terrified by the sudden gunshot. Their faces turned pale, their legs went weak, and some of them collapsed to the ground.

They stared at Zhou Weiguo in horror, their eyes filled with disbelief. Zhou Weiguo actually dared to fire a gun!

Yi Zhonghai was also startled by the gunshot, his whole body trembled, and the color drained from his face instantly.

Although he had hoped that Zhou Weiguo would take action against Jia Dongxu so that he could reap the benefits, he only belatedly felt fear when the gunshots rang out.

Zhou Weiguo dared to fire a gun in public, which shows that he had no scruples at all and that even the police could not restrain him. He dared to plot against such a person before, which was simply gambling with his life!

A chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and Yi Zhonghai instinctively shrank back, trying to hide himself in the crowd.

Just then, a pungent smell of urine filled the air.

When everyone looked down, they saw that Jia Dongxu's crotch was soaked, and urine was dripping down his trousers, forming a small puddle on the ground.

"Hahaha... Jia Dongxu peed!"

Someone, perhaps out of nowhere, couldn't help but burst into laughter. Soon after, suppressed laughter rose and fell, and the fear from before was instantly diluted by this absurd scene.

Zhou Weiguo frowned, took two steps back with disgust to avoid the splash of dirt, and sneered disdainfully, "A silver-plated spearhead, truly pathetic."

Hearing the mockery, Jia Dongxu's face turned red and white, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to disappear. But at that moment, he couldn't care less about that. He only felt a sharp pain in his knee and was afraid that he would really become a cripple.

He struggled to his feet, ignoring his mother, and limped to his feet, wanting nothing more than to escape this place that filled him with fear and shame.

Everyone instinctively looked at his leg and were shocked to find that the bullet had only pierced his trouser leg, as there wasn't a trace of blood on his pants.

The neighbors, who had been on edge, breathed a sigh of relief and patted their chests in relief: "Thank goodness, it was just a scare tactic, no one was really hurt."

When Madam Jia saw that her son's leg was alright, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, instantly settled down, and a look of wild joy immediately appeared on her face.

She slapped her thigh and started taunting Zhou Weiguo again: "Zhou Weiguo! You spineless coward! All you do is put on airs and scare people! If you're so tough, why don't you actually shoot! You don't even dare to shoot a person, yet you dare to act tough here? I think you're just a useless piece of trash who's all bark and no bite!"

As Zhou Weiguo listened to the incessant insults, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and a cold smile curved his lips.

He was too lazy to say anything more and simply raised his hand and waved it lightly.

The next second, two guards dressed in black outfits emerged from the rooms on either side.

Zhou Weiguo lifted his chin, his gaze sweeping coldly over Jia Dongxu. His voice was calm yet carried an undeniable ruthlessness: "Cripple his legs, cripple them beyond repair. Understand?"

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