Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

The brawl by the public pool has reached a fever pitch.

Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui rolled around in the mud like two mud monkeys, their fighting movements becoming increasingly sluggish.

Those neighborhood aunties who usually pretend to be harmonious are now disheveled and tearing at each other's collars.

The entire courtyard was shrouded in extreme chaos, filled with laughter and shock.

Zhang Huaimin was holding a large bowl with a big red "double happiness" character printed on it.

Inside was a steaming bowl of soy milk that he had made for himself using the spiritual spring water from his system space.

He squatted under the eaves of his house, enjoying his soy milk while watching the play.

The potion of truth is indeed as powerful as its reputation suggests.

Letting these scheming beasts bite each other is much more interesting than watching a movie.

Just then, a tall, thin figure swayed out from the moon gate in the backyard.

It was Xu Damao, the only projectionist at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

Xu Damao didn't have to go to the countryside to show movies today, so he got up late.

He had just pushed his bicycle out when he was stunned by the chaotic scene at the Intermediate People's Court.

But his signature triangular eyes immediately curved into two slits.

For someone like Xu Damao, who is selfish and can't stand seeing others do well.

The more chaotic the compound was, the happier he was.

He propped his bicycle up under the old locust tree in the courtyard, crossed his arms, and watched the spectacle with amusement.

"Oh dear, what's going on today?"

"Second Uncle, Third Uncle, are you two practicing wrestling? Should I add some movie music to your routine?"

Xu Damao, with his hoarse voice, mocked him gloatingly from the side.

Turning his head, he saw Sha Zhu standing blankly in front of the door.

Although Xu Damao didn't hear Qin Huairu's self-disclosure last night, he had already figured out that Shazhu was a sucker being exploited by the widow.

"Hey, you silly Zhu!"

"What's wrong? Didn't your sweetheart, Widow Qin, come out to do laundry today?"

"Did I borrow too much flour from your place last night and get tired?"

Xu Damao's smile was extremely lewd, and his words were filled with vicious filth.

Sha Zhu was already seething with anger because of what happened last night.

At this moment, provoked by Xu Damao, his anger flared up instantly.

"You son of a bitch! You're asking for it!"

Sha Zhu rolled up his sleeves and strode towards Xu Damao.

Xu Damao was startled and quickly hid behind the old locust tree.

"Silly Zhu, don't do anything reckless! I'm the projectionist at the factory!"

"If you injure me, who will show movies to the rural commune? You'll be in deep trouble if you delay the higher-ups' orders!"

Although Sha Zhu was angry, he couldn't really hurt Xu Damao in front of everyone.

He could only point angrily at Xu Damao and say, "You just wait!"

Seeing that Sha Zhu didn't dare to make a move, Xu Damao became bolder again.

He emerged smugly from behind the tree, ready to deliver another sarcastic remark.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Huaimin squatting in the corner drinking soy milk.

Xu Damao's eyes darted around, and a wicked thought suddenly arose in his mind.

He had already heard about how Zhang Huaimin had humiliated the Jia family yesterday and even made Yi Zhonghai vomit blood from anger.

But in Xu Damao's view, it was just a lucky five-year-old kid who stumbled upon a dead mouse.

Xu Damao is a smart man, how could he be scared by a baby?

Everyone in this yard is going crazy today, so we can have some fun with this kid.

While he was at it, he also wanted to establish his authority in the compound.

Xu Damao swaggered up to Zhang Huaimin.

Looking down at the five-year-old child.

"Hey, isn't this our institute's 'little prodigy'?"

Xu Damao had a sarcastic smirk on his lips and his voice was sharp.

"Little brat, your parents are gone, how can you still drink soy milk?"

"Everyone says you're a jinx, a short-lived ghost who brought death to your parents!"

"I think you're nothing but an ill-mannered bastard!"

These words were spoken.

Even Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui, who were fighting, couldn't help but stop.

Xu Damao's mouth is just too sharp!

How could someone say such vicious things to a five-year-old orphan of a martyr?

Sha Zhu listened from a short distance away, his brows furrowed, but he also wanted to see how Zhang Huaimin would respond.

Zhang Huaimin stopped drinking his soy milk.

He slowly raised his head, revealing his once clear and innocent eyes.

At that moment, a chilling glint flashed across his face.

What a Xu Damao!

I didn't provoke you, but you came to my door looking for death.

Since you have such a foul mouth.

Then I will take pity on you and send you on your way ahead of time.

Seeing that Zhang Huaimin didn't speak, Xu Damao assumed that the child had been frightened by him.

He felt even more smug.

"What? Are you mute?"

While mocking him, Xu Damao stretched out his dirty hand, trying to pinch Zhang Huaimin's tender face.

"Let Uncle pinch your little cheeks and see what's so strange about you!"

Just as Xu Damao's hand was about to touch Zhang Huaimin's cheek...

Zhang Huaimin suddenly moved.

He cried out "Ouch!" and pretended to slip, his small body tilting forward.

Without veering off course, she bumped right into Xu Damao's arms.

"Hey! You little brat, can't you watch where you're going?"

Xu Damao instinctively tried to push Zhang Huaimin away.

However, in this seemingly clumsy fall...

Zhang Huaimin's right hand moved at a speed that was impossible for the naked eye to perceive.

Concealed by the cuffs, two silver needles as thin as cow hair quietly popped out.

The Thirteen Needles of Ghosts - The Hand That Prevents Heirs!

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The first needle was precisely inserted into the "Xiaohai" acupoint on the inside of Xu Damao's knee.

The second needle was inserted silently into the "Shenshu" acupoint on Xu Damao's lower back.

These two needles pierced extremely deep, yet were pulled out in an instant.

The acupuncture technique was extremely profound, bringing with it a chilling medical aura that directly severed the flow of qi and blood in Xu Damao's lower body.

Xu Damao felt a slight numbness in his knees and lower back, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.

Immediately afterwards, a brief chill ran through my lower body.

But this feeling was fleeting, and I quickly returned to normal.

Zhang Huaimin took the opportunity to step out of Xu Damao's arms.

He dusted himself off, still looking as innocent and naive as ever.

"Uncle Damao, I'm sorry, my foot slipped."

Zhang Huaimin blinked, his tone so obedient that no one could find fault with him.

Little did Xu Damao know that in that less than one second of contact just now...

His last vestige of dignity as a man has been completely stripped away.

He patted the clothes that Zhang Huaimin had bumped into, his face full of disgust.

"You little brat, watch where you're going! Don't get my new clothes dirty!"

Xu Damao laughed triumphantly.

He felt that he had successfully suppressed this rumored eccentric kid in front of Sha Zhu and the entire hospital.

It was truly a magnificent sight.

Although the neighbors felt that Xu Damao had gone too far, they also breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems this little prodigy can't always turn the tables.

Zhang Huaimin ignored Xu Damao's clamor.

He picked up the bowl of soy milk again, turned around, and went back into his house.

Through the crack in the door, Zhang Huaimin coldly stared at Xu Damao outside.

Laugh, laugh to your heart's content.

When you realize that you're not even as good as a eunuch in this life, let's see if you can still laugh.

The power of the "Severing Offspring Hand" lies not in its immediate lethality.

Instead, it will cause the recipient's reproductive system to wither and die completely without their knowledge.

From then on, Xu Damao was not only the "childless" man who was born with weak sperm in the original work.

He will lose even the most basic functions and become a complete "eunuch"!

Xu Damao swaggered around in the yard.

Seeing that no one dared to talk back, he whistled contentedly.

He dusted himself off and hopped onto the gleaming old-fashioned bicycle.