Courtyard House: Initial Donation of 50 Million

Chapter 1: Shocked by Gunfire from the West Courtyard, the Enraged Authorities Are Provoked

The sudden, intense firefight that erupted from the west courtyard, so different from the rhythm of the gunfire in the central courtyard—the steady and precise short bursts of Type 81 rifles, the frenzied spray of American-made submachine guns, the muffled explosions of grenades, the cracking sounds of walls being penetrated, and the faint, short commands and screams in foreign languages—were like several cold awls, piercing the hearts of every Chinese soldier still fighting in the central courtyard, and even more deeply into the soul of Wang Huanbo.

"Xiao'e—!"

Wang Huanbo's heart sank. A chilling coldness shot from his tailbone to the top of his head, almost freezing his blood. He knew all too well what that gunshot meant. The enemy agents had split up! And they had chosen the relatively weakly defended west courtyard as their point of attack! Their target wasn't just him, but also his wife, Lou Xiao'e, who was six months pregnant and almost completely defenseless, and their unborn child, carrying countless hopes and love for both of them!

"Viper" Dai Hua had clearly also keenly noticed the sudden tremor in Wang Huanbo's eyes and the fluctuation in his aura. A smug, sinister smile flashed in the eyes of this cunning enemy agent leader, like a viper finally finding its prey's most fatal weakness. He hid behind a stove that had been blown to pieces, deliberately raising his voice and shouting in a nauseating tone that was a mixture of threat and temptation:

"Wang, did you hear that? That's the sound from the west wing! Your men seem to be doing little harm! Our men are already inside the yard, and maybe... they've already reached your beautiful wife's bedside." He paused deliberately, as if enjoying Wang Huanbo's ashen face, then continued to pressure him verbally, "Wang Huanbo! A wise man submits to circumstances! Put down your gun now, order your men to stop resisting, and come with us obediently. I, 'Viper,' guarantee with my integrity that I will not lay a finger on your wife, and I will spare everyone in this yard! Otherwise..."

His voice suddenly turned stern, filled with naked cruelty: "Otherwise, with a single command from me, you won't just hear gunfire! You know perfectly well what will happen to your delicate wife and the baby in her belly! Cooperate with us, and once you get there, you'll have whatever you want! A laboratory? The latest equipment? Or do you want to go back to America and reunite with your parents? It's all just a matter of a word! Why risk your entire family's lives for these peasants and these few dilapidated houses?!"

The words of the "venomous snake" were like a poisoned whip, lashing at Wang Huanbo's heart again and again, and attempting to undermine the morale of the guards around him. He was well aware that winning hearts and minds was the best strategy, and used the most vicious methods to place Wang Huanbo in the face of a cruel choice between family and righteousness, between his own family and his country.

"Wang Gong! Don't listen to him!" Lin Zhan, who was closest to Wang Huanbo, was instantly enraged upon hearing "Viper's" words. While firing his pistol in the direction "Viper" was hiding, he urgently said to Wang Huanbo, "This is an enemy trick! Lin Wei and Chunhua are in the west courtyard; they can hold them off! I'll take two brothers and charge over; we'll definitely protect Madam!"

"Engineer Wang, calm down!" Security Minister Lin Hongjie shouted. A stray bullet grazed his shoulder, staining his sleeve with blood, but his eyes remained resolute. "The enemy agents are forcing you! Minister Wang, the rest of our comrades, and I will risk our lives to draw fire for Lin Zhan and the others, opening a passage! We absolutely cannot let Madam's safety become a tool for them to coerce you!"

Deputy Minister Wang Luofei remained silent, simply changing to a new magazine and coldly scanning the possible hiding places of enemy agents, demonstrating her determination to fight to the death through her actions.

Xiao Zhao, the driver and bodyguard who had been silently protecting Wang Huanbo from behind, was a seemingly honest young man. His eyes were bloodshot as he hissed, "Engineer Wang! Let me go with Brother Lin Zhan! Even if it costs us our lives, we won't let those bastards touch Madam!"

Their voices, filled with urgency, loyalty, and a resolute willingness to die, reached Wang Huanbo's ears. Wang Huanbo's gaze slowly swept over his comrades beside him—

Lin Zhan, an elite soldier from the Central Guard Regiment, had his face blurred by gunpowder and blood, but his eyes were sharp as knives.

Lin Hongjie, the head of security, is calm and capable. Even though he is seriously injured, he still tries to command with composure.

Wang Luofei, an anti-espionage expert, was as calm as ice, her gun steady without the slightest tremor.

Xiao Zhao, a young guard, had a burning desire to repay kindness and defend his duty.

And then there's Wang Jian, lying not far away, shot three times, his chest heaving violently, yet still stubbornly pulling the trigger with his trembling hand as he raised his Type 54 pistol towards the enemy! Each time he pulled the trigger, it aggravated his wounds, causing blood to spill from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes never left the enemy.

Further away, Huang Haijun, the young security officer who risked his life to draw fire while covering the retreat of the masses, now lay quietly in a pool of blood, his fate unknown! He was only in his early twenties, his face still bearing the traces of youth, but at this moment he was deathly pale.

These were all comrades who risked their lives to protect him, to protect the nation's vital assets, and to protect the people of this land! Some were seriously wounded and on the verge of death, some were about to die, but not one of them retreated, and not one of them considered surrendering!

But the enemy, those venomous snakes lurking in the shadows, used his most cherished wife and unborn child as bargaining chips, using the most despicable language to try to trample on this loyalty, desecrate this sacrifice, and force him to betray it all!

angry!

An indescribable, raging fury, seemingly emanating from the deepest recesses of his soul, exploded within Wang Huanbo's chest! This fury was not merely simple rage, but rather cold, deep, and imbued with an absolute will to destroy all blasphemers! It dispelled the momentary panic caused by his wife's safety, overwhelmed the mental pressure brought by the "venomous snake's" words, and completely ignited and released something that he had been deliberately concealing beneath the facade of a "weak engineer"!

His Achilles' heel! Even dragons have their Achilles' heel; touch it and they will be enraged! Lou Xiao'e and her unborn child are one of the ultimate reasons why Wang Huanbo has traveled through time and endured countless hardships to protect this world—their Achilles' heel that he absolutely cannot allow to be touched! And these enemy agents before him have not only touched it, but are also attempting to use it as leverage, and even, right before his eyes, are harming and slaughtering those comrades who swore to protect him and what he cherishes!

Unforgivable!

Section Two: The Inner Strength of Brilliance is Ready to Unleash – Martial Arts and Gunfights Show Their Prowess

Wang Huanbo slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The strong smell of gunpowder and blood in the air seemed exceptionally clear at this moment. All the sounds around him—gunshots, explosions, shouts of comrades, shouts of the enemy, even the faint rumble of reinforcements in the distance—seemed to be fading away from him.

His consciousness sank into the warm and vast golden sea of ​​energy within his body. That was "light," one of the most primal powers that had merged with his soul after traversing numerous planes. Although it was greatly suppressed in this low-magic (or magic-free) world and could not display the power to move mountains and fill seas or transform into a giant, its most basic enhancement, perception, and protective characteristics still existed.

"Ultraman's will, unfold."

A silent command resounded deep within his consciousness. A thin, almost imperceptible golden halo, imbued with strange energy fluctuations, instantly enveloped his entire body like the softest veil. This "mental shield" couldn't withstand a direct hit from artillery shells, but it was enough to deflect and weaken the kinetic energy and penetrating power of ordinary bullets of this era, providing him with crucial protection. At the same time, his five senses, enhanced by the energy of light, instantly reached an unimaginable level of sensitivity. He could "hear" the slightly accelerated heartbeat of "Viper" due to his smugness, "see" through the blurry outlines and gun-wielding postures of enemies behind smoke and cover, and "perceive" the trajectory and threat level of every bullet flying through the air!

Meanwhile, another dormant power was awakening. The "Super Soldier Serum," a product of systematic improvements and optimizations, had already enhanced his body to the theoretical pinnacle of human capabilities. Muscle fiber density, nerve reaction speed, bone strength, metabolic rate, injury recovery ability… all far exceeded the limits of ordinary people. However, he deliberately concealed this power, like a sharp blade hidden in its sheath.

Most importantly, it is the "skill" of combat. In the "Once Upon a Time in China" world, he was fortunate enough to meet the grandmaster Wong Fei-hung. He did not simply learn a few sets of fists and feet, but was regarded by Wong Fei-hung as his successor (because of his extraordinary temperament and talent). Wong Fei-hung imparted to him the essence of Hung Kuen, such as the authentic Foshan Shadowless Kick, the Gongzi Tiger-Taming Fist, the Tiger-Crane Double Form Fist, and the Five Elements Fist, as well as weapon skills such as the Six and a Half Point Pole and the Mother-and-Child Knife. He also carefully taught him the supreme secrets of the application of "power" in martial arts—"listening to power," "neutralizing power," "issuing power," and "inch power." Wong Fei-hung once said, "Huanbo, your physique and comprehension are unparalleled in my life. You have surpassed me in everything I have learned. The way of martial arts is not for fighting and violence, but for strengthening the body, protecting the home and the country. I hope you will make good use of what you have learned to protect those you wish to protect and the principles you uphold." This legacy, combined with his modern fighting concepts, knowledge of biomechanics, and experience accumulated in various technological and combat dimensions, has long been integrated into a unique fighting system belonging to Wang Huanbo, combining the essence of traditional martial arts with modern combat efficiency. Coupled with his ultimate understanding and application of various firearms, it has given rise to the unparalleled gunfighting style—a combat art that perfectly combines martial arts footwork, power application, and gun shooting, possessing terrifying dominance at close and medium ranges.

At this moment, the sharp blade in its sheath is about to be drawn! Anger ignites the fuse; worry for his wife, guilt towards his comrades, and killing intent towards the enemy transform into the purest driving force.

"Minister Lin, Minister Wang, Lin Zhan, Xiao Zhao, and all comrades..." Wang Huanbo reopened his eyes. His gaze had changed; it was no longer the usual gentle calm, nor the anxious anger of moments before, but rather a strange depth, like an ancient well, yet seemingly containing a quietly burning golden flame. His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, carrying a reassuring and strangely penetrating power: "Your loyalty and sacrifice, I, Wang Huanbo, will remember in my heart. Now, leave it to me."

"Engineer Wang?!" Lin Hongjie, Wang Luofei, and the others were all stunned upon hearing this. "Leave it to you? What do you mean? The enemy's firepower is fierce right now, and there's a hostage threat at the West Wing. You're just an engineer..."

However, before they could react, Wang Huanbo made a move!

Without a running start or any preparation, his body seemed to defy the laws of physics, leaving a faint afterimage in place before his true form, like a ghost, "glided" towards the stove where "Viper" Dai Hua was hiding! It wasn't running; it was more like a ground-hugging, smokeless "drift"! The speed was so fast that in the smoke-filled, dimly lit courtyard, it almost caused visual disorientation!

"What?!" "Viper" Dai Hua was secretly pleased with his psychological warfare tactics, which seemed to be working, and was planning how to coerce and entice Wang Huanbo in the next step. Suddenly, he saw Wang Huanbo "disappear" and "reappear" a few meters away in this unbelievable way, and was rushing towards him. He was so frightened that his pupils shrank to pinpoints!

"Shoot! Stop him! Kill him!" Dai Hua screamed, firing his Browning pistol wildly at the blurry figure! His two remaining elite henchmen ("Viper" was already seriously injured and incapacitated) reacted quickly, immediately turning their guns around, their Suomi and M3 submachine guns spitting out scorching flames!

"Da da da!" "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Bullets rained down like a storm of metal, obscuring Wang Huanbo's path as he charged forward! To an ordinary person, this would have been a certain death!

However, what happened next shocked everyone on both sides, including Lin Hongjie and Wang Luofei, who considered themselves knowledgeable, Lin Zhan, who was a veteran of many battles, and the enemy agents who considered themselves elite, so much so that they forgot to breathe and their minds went blank!

Amidst the dense hail of bullets, Wang Huanbo's body contorted and swayed in bizarre ways, defying the very structure of his joints and performing actions no human could possibly accomplish! At times, he moved like a willow swaying in the wind, deftly dodging bullets aimed at his torso; at others, he darted like a cat, narrowly avoiding a barrage of bullets aimed at his limbs; and still others, he moved like a fish flicking its tail, narrowly escaping a fatal blow aimed at his head! His movements were fluid and effortless, without the slightest hesitation, as if he weren't dodging bullets, but rather strolling leisurely through the hail of bullets, dancing a dance on the edge of death! Those potentially lethal bullets often grazed his clothes and hair, striking the ground or walls, scattering sparks, yet failing to harm him in the slightest!

"This...how is this possible?!" "Viper" Dai Hua's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, his hand gripping the gun trembling violently with extreme fear and disbelief. This wasn't human! It was a ghost! A monster!

"It's... martial arts?! The legendary movement technique?!" Lin Zhan, born into a family of martial artists and possessing exceptional knowledge, couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment. He had never seen, or even heard of, any martial art that could achieve such a level of evasion under such dense automatic fire! This was beyond his understanding of "martial arts"!

Wang Huanbo's performance has only just begun.

After dodging the initial barrage of fire, his figure, like a persistent leech, closed in on the enemy agent on his left, who was wielding an M3 submachine gun. The agent only saw a blur before his target was upon him; he could even see the cold, burning golden flames in the enemy's eyes! He roared, trying to turn his gun, but Wang Huanbo was faster!

Without using any complicated moves, it was simply a simple, lightning-fast "Crushing Fist" from the Gongzi Fuhu Fist, with power generated from the waist, flowing through the shoulder and elbow, and finally converging at the tip of the fist, silently imprinting itself on the enemy agent's chest at the Tanzhong acupoint.

"puff!"

A faint, almost inaudible thud. The enemy agent's ferocious expression froze instantly, his eyes bulging as if struck by an invisible hammer. He was thrown backward like a kite with a broken string, flying three or four meters before crashing into the broken screen wall with a thud. He slid down softly, a visibly dented area in his chest, blood gushing from his mouth. He was clearly dead. Meanwhile, the M3 submachine gun in his hand was already in Wang Huanbo's grasp.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Another enemy agent, wielding a "Somi" submachine gun (codename "Rattlesnake"), didn't even see how his comrade was sent flying. He only saw Wang Huanbo kill his comrade like a ghost, and then turn his gaze to him. That gaze was cold and indifferent, as if he were looking at a chicken or dog waiting to be slaughtered.

"Ah—! Die!" Rattlesnake was driven completely mad by this gaze. He pulled the trigger recklessly and sprayed most of the remaining bullets from the Suomi submachine gun at Wang Huanbo! At such close range and with such a dense hail of bullets, he saw no way to dodge!

However, Wang Huanbo once again overturned his understanding.

Wang Huanbo's footwork suddenly shifted mysteriously, revealing the essence of the Foshan Shadowless Kick—the Mud-Treading Step combined with Bagua principles. His figure darted left and right like a ghost, leaving behind afterimages. The vast majority of the incoming bullets missed their mark! At the same time, his M3 submachine gun fired!

"Da da! Da da!"

It wasn't a burst of fire, but a precise, rhythmic two-round burst! The timing of the shot was perfectly timed, coinciding with the moment when "Rattlesnake" slightly jumped back due to recoil! The angle of the shot was incredibly tricky; the bullets seemed to have eyes, one piercing "Rattlesnake's" right wrist while he held the gun, and the other shattering his right scapula!

"Ah—!" Rattlesnake screamed in agony as Somi's submachine gun slipped from his hand, the impact of the bullet sending him spinning half a circle backward.

Wang Huanbo tossed aside the empty magazine of his M3 and moved with the speed of the wind. His left hand, like a crane's beak, struck the "Rattlesnake's" Adam's apple with lightning speed (Tiger and Crane Double Form - Crane Beak), instantly cutting off its breath. His right hand transformed into a knife, carrying a sharp "inch force," and slashed fiercely at the carotid artery on the side of its neck (Five Elements Fist - Golden Blade Chop)!

"Crack!" A slight sound of bone cracking rang out. "Rattlesnake's" eyes rolled back, and without uttering a sound, it collapsed, its life hanging in the balance.

From Wang Huanbo's sudden attack to the death of one of the two elite enemy agents and the serious injury that rendered them incapable of fighting, the entire process took less than ten seconds! Clean, efficient, and ruthless, it was a perfect combination of violent aesthetics and precise calculation, and it also carried the unique charm of traditional martial arts, which made it seem effortless.

The Intermediate Court was deathly silent, except for the ever-approaching sounds of fighting outside the courthouse.

Both sides, friend and foe alike, stared blankly at the figure standing silently amidst the smoke and corpses, as if frozen in place. His Zhongshan suit remained impeccably pressed (protected by Ultraman's will, bearing only minor scratches and dust), his expression calm, as if the unbelievable carnage of moments before had not been his doing. Only the faint golden light still lingering in his eyes, and the chilling aura emanating from him, reminded everyone how real and terrifying what had just transpired was.

"Viper" Dai Hua was terrified out of his wits. Leaning against the cold stove, his legs were weak and he could barely stand. He looked at Wang Huanbo's slowly turning gaze, a gaze that seemed to pierce through his flesh and stare into his trembling soul. The only Browning pistol he had left felt incredibly heavy; he didn't even have the courage to lift it. He knew that all his calculations, all his reliance, had become a joke in front of this "Engineer" who had suddenly transformed into a demon.

"Who...who are you?!" Dai Hua's voice was distorted and twisted with extreme fear.

Wang Huanbo didn't answer. He glanced at Dai Hua, confirming he was no longer a threat, then turned towards the west courtyard. The gunfire there seemed to have paused briefly, but it worried him even more. He had no time to waste here.

He glanced at Wang Jian, who was seriously injured not far away, then at Huang Haijun, whose fate was unknown, and finally his gaze swept over Lin Hongjie and the others, who were still in shock and had not yet recovered. He said in a deep voice, "Minister Lin, clean up the battlefield, keep an eye on the prisoners, and treat the wounded. Lin Zhan, Xiao Zhao, come with me to the west wing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved again. This time, instead of a fleeting gliding step, he charged straight ahead with the speed of a cheetah, rushing towards the Moon Gate! Lin Zhan and Xiao Zhao snapped out of their daze, suppressing the raging storm in their hearts, and followed closely behind without hesitation.

Only after the three figures disappeared behind the moon gate did the people in the central courtyard seem to awaken from an absurd and terrifying dream.

"My God..." a young security officer murmured, nearly dropping his gun.

"Was that Engineer Wang just now?" The other person rubbed his eyes hard.

Lin Hongjie and Wang Luofei exchanged a glance, both seeing immense shock and lingering fear in each other's eyes, but even more so, a complex mix of indescribable emotions—a blend of relief and awe. They finally understood why their superiors valued this "frail" chief engineer so highly, even going to great lengths to protect him. This Engineer Wang—he was hiding far more, far more astonishing things, than they had imagined!

"Viper" Dai Hua collapsed to the ground as if his spine had been ripped out, his eyes glazed over, unconsciously repeating, "Monster... he's a monster..." He knew he was finished, his mission was over, and perhaps even the forces behind him had greatly underestimated what kind of being they were trying to deal with.

The battle in the central courtyard, with Wang Huanbo's inhuman outburst, abruptly ended in a way no one could have predicted. The crisis in the west courtyard, and the ultimate fate of the entire No. 95 courtyard, remained hanging by a thread. Wang Huanbo's hidden power had already revealed the tip of the iceberg; what impact would this have on the future? No one knew. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: Xiao'e, wait for me!