Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

A cold wind swirled withered leaves, circling in the empty front yard.

Banggeng cautiously made his way to the door of the east wing.

He first looked back at the Intermediate People's Court.

It was pitch black, and there wasn't a soul in sight.

"Grandma said that Uncle has made all the arrangements, so even if there's a big commotion today, no one will dare to interfere."

Bang Geng mentally bolstered his courage.

He looked at the brass lock on the door and recalled the painful experience of being electrocuted like a roasted pig.

My wrist twitched involuntarily.

"Hmph, I'm not touching the lock today!"

Banggeng gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

He raised the worn-out wood-chopping knife in his hand, which gleamed coldly, but then felt that it wasn't powerful enough.

He simply threw down the machete and grabbed a large cast iron axe used for chopping wood from the corner of the wall.

This axe is a solid lump of iron, weighing at least five or six pounds.

Banggeng gripped the axe handle with both hands and took a deep breath.

"You little brat, you think you can live in a big house?! Today I'm going to smash this broken door to pieces!"

In the room.

Zhang Huaimin sat cross-legged on the warm kang (heated brick bed).

Holding a cup of hot milk that the system had just redeemed, he was slowly drinking it.

He could hear everything that was happening outside the door.

Even the heavy breathing of the stick and the sound of the axe scraping the ground did not escape his ears.

"They really do forget how they were taught a lesson."

Zhang Huaimin smiled slightly, put down the milk cup, and looked at the door with a leisurely air.

Outside.

Banggeng mustered all his strength and assumed a horse stance.

He raised the heavy cast iron axe high.

His facial expression became somewhat distorted due to excessive force, even showing a hint of ferocity that was incongruous with his age.

"Open it!"

Accompanied by a furious, drafty roar.

Banggeng exerted all his strength, swung his arm in a wide arc, and chopped the axe fiercely at the seemingly ordinary wooden door.

He used all his strength in that strike.

In his view, this broken wooden door would definitely be chopped in half like firewood.

however.

The miracle did not happen, but the tragedy arrived as expected.

"clang--!"

A deafening, metallic explosion, like the roar of a great bell, rang out in the quiet courtyard.

Sparks flew everywhere!

The heavy cast iron axe made contact with the wooden door the moment it touched it.

It was like striking a piece of titanium alloy armor that was ten thousand times harder than diamond!

Not only could they not split open the wooden door, but they couldn't even leave a white mark as thin as a hair on the door panel.

But the matter is far from over.

Just 0.01 seconds after the axe collided with the door.

Inside the door panel.

That "powerful physical kinetic energy rebound coating (upgraded version)" that Zhang Huaimin just upgraded.

It was activated instantly!

A 200% rebound coefficient, plus a targeted shockwave.

This power is like a primordial beast that has been enraged.

Following the hard wooden handle of the cast iron axe, it swept back wildly like a tsunami!

"Buzz!"

Bang Geng felt an overwhelming force coming from the axe handles he was holding, a force he could not resist.

"ah--!"

The scream hadn't even fully escaped his throat yet.

The tiger's mouth of the stick was instantly torn apart by the terrifying recoil with a "plop".

Blood gushed out.

Followed by.

That's the sound of bones breaking.

"Snap! Snap!"

Crisp, piercing, and sending chills down your spine.

Bang Geng's two wrists were twisted into bizarre shapes by the impact of that directional shockwave.

The broken bone fragments even pierced through the skin and flesh, revealing the stark white bone.

But he didn't even have a chance to loosen the axe.

The immense rebound force carried his small, thin body like a cannonball being powerfully fired.

With a "whoosh".

He was sent flying backwards.

It traced a tragic parabola in mid-air.

It flew four or five meters away.

"Boom!"

The stick slammed heavily onto a broken chicken coop in the corner of the front yard.

The chicken coop fell apart instantly, sending wood chips and chicken feathers flying everywhere.

"Ah—! My hand! My hand is broken!"

The stick stalk lay in the pile of broken wood, rolling back and forth in agony.

The excruciating pain, as if his very soul was being torn apart, made him wish he were dead.

The screams were like those of a pig being slaughtered.

It was louder than an air raid siren in the dead of night.

In an instant, the facade of tranquility in the courtyard was shattered.

"What's going on?!"

"Who's howling in the middle of the night?!"

"Someone has died!"

The lights in each household flickered on one after another.

The first one to rush out was Sha Zhu, who lived in the main house of the central courtyard.

He was feeling very agitated today and couldn't sleep soundly. When he heard a noise, he didn't even bother to put on his shoes.

He ran out wearing only a tattered cotton-padded coat.

Just past the moon gate.

The beam of the flashlight swept across the area.

Then I saw Banggeng lying in the ruins of the chicken coop, his wrist twisted like a pretzel, his hands covered in blood.

"Holy crap! How did this happen?!"

Sha Zhu gasped, even though he didn't have a good impression of the Jia family now.

But seeing a child injured like this, I was still shocked by the terrible scene before me.

Followed by.

Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui, and the aunties in the compound.

They all put on their clothes and ran out in a panic.

When they saw the chipped cast iron axe on the ground, and the intact door of the east wing, they were shocked.

Everyone's face turned deathly pale instantly.

This door... not only discharges electricity, but it can also cripple people?!

The direction of the Intermediate People's Court.

A series of stumbling footsteps could be heard.

Jia Zhangshi hadn't even had time to put on her trousers properly; she was only wearing a pair of patched, bright red underpants.

She rushed out of the house with her hair disheveled.

"My precious grandson!"

She spotted Banggeng lying in a pool of blood, groaning in agony.

I saw Bang Geng's broken wrist.

Jia Zhangshi rolled her eyes and almost fainted.

"Oh my God! I can't live like this!"

She turned her head abruptly.

Pointing to the still tightly closed door of the east wing, which exudes a chilling aura.

Her voice was as shrill as a female ghost.

"There's sorcery here! This house is under sorcery!"