Siheyuan (traditional courtyard house): Don't touch my parents!

"Since you've given me this favor, from now on, whenever your family needs to host a banquet, leave it all to my father! Who in all of Beiping doesn't know that Fengzeyuan's food is delicious?"

The driver's gaze was fixed on the white steamed bun, unable to look away for even a moment. His Adam's apple bobbed, clearly captivated by the bun's heat and aroma.

These days, white rice and white flour are strictly controlled by the Japanese. Even during the New Year, ordinary families may not be able to eat a white flour bun. Most of the time, they can only eat cornbread mixed with bran.

The steamed bun, held in He Yuzhu's hand, was white and glistening with a soft sheen. It was steaming hot, and the aroma of wheat mixed with the heat wafted into one's nose. Just looking at it made one's mouth water and one's stomach rumble.

He Yuzhu saw everything clearly – a hint of undisguised greed flashed in the driver's eyes.

A sudden realization dawned on him, and he instantly understood the reason.

The body of this ten-year-old child is inhabited by an adult soul from 2025.

After drinking the enhancement potion from the newbie gift pack in the sign-in system, his physique is now comparable to that of a strong adult man.

Otherwise, how could I have escaped unscathed from Jia Dongxu's nose?

Moreover, he possesses the full-level skills of Bajiquan and Liuhe Spear, which are sufficient to protect himself and withstand danger.

The driver hesitated for only a few seconds before finally snatching the steamed bun, clutching it tightly to his chest, and letting out a heavy sigh.

"Sigh... at least you're showing some filial piety. Get in the car!"

He Yuzhu pushed off with his feet and leaped onto the rickshaw with a "whoosh".

"Sir, hurry! As fast as you can!"

The rickshaw wheels spun rapidly, and the north wind, carrying fine snowflakes, lashed at my face, stinging my cheeks.

He Yuzhu clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms.

He slowly closed his eyes, silently reciting something deep within his heart.

A pale blue system panel slowly appeared before my eyes, semi-transparent and shimmering with a soft glow.

[Host: He Yuzhu]

Age: 10

Physical Fitness: 10 (Enhancement potion is still in effect, equivalent to the level of a healthy adult male. The potion does not affect normal development, maximum value 30)

[Skills: Bajiquan (Max Level), Liuhe Spear (Max Level), Cooking (Beginner)]

[System Space: 1,000 cubic meters (The space is constant; the internal matter is indestructible and cannot be contained within living beings)]

[Items: 9 steamed buns, 2 silver dollars]

[Check-in progress: Checked in once, next check-in time: tomorrow at midnight]

[Mission: Save Mother!]

[Warning: The fetus in the host's mother's womb is breech and in life-threatening condition. Please immediately travel to Dongtangzi Hutong to hire the renowned obstetrician Lin Jingyi!]

The wheels rolled over the cold cobblestones, the "clattering" sound particularly clear and jarring in the empty streets.

Turning into the coal ash alley, the howling wind blew even more fiercely.

He Yuzhu kept his eyes closed as his consciousness slowly sank into the system space.

In that vast expanse of land, which was a full thousand cubic meters in size, the space was now empty, with only nine white steamed buns and two silver dollars lying quietly.

The rickshaws and several corpses that had been brought in after the crisis was resolved were piled up in a corner, and a Type 38 rifle lay across the side, the bloodstains on the bayonet not yet completely dry.

He must carefully consider the current situation.

Suddenly—

"Click, click, click."

The sound of leather boots crunching on the snow slowly approached from the alleyway ahead.

Their steps were uniform and their landings were solid and powerful, carrying an unyielding and domineering aura.

He Yuzhu suddenly opened his eyes.

"parking!"

Three figures in khaki military uniforms blocked the way, the bayonets on their Type 38 rifles gleaming a pale, chilling light in the snowy night.

The leader was a Japanese corporal, short and stocky with a pair of typical bowlegs.

He forced out a broken, ill-fitting Chinese word: "Pass!"

He Yuzhu's heart tightened suddenly.

Just as he was about to answer, the coachman in front of him started a commotion.

The middle-aged man suddenly pointed at He Yuzhu, his voice sharp and shrill, almost unnatural.

"Sir! This kid...this kid has some steamed buns hidden in his arms!"

His cuffs were still covered in flour from when he was grabbing the steamed buns, a white patch that stood out starkly in the dim light.

He Yuzhu's pupils suddenly contracted.

You bastard!

The Japanese corporal's bayonet swiftly lifted the carriage curtain, and his hideous face quickly drew closer.

His eyes gleamed with insatiable greed—in these days, face was far more precious than life itself.

A fleeting moment.

He Yuzhu's body reacted faster than his brain.

Within the tiny body of a ten-year-old, the muscle memory of a master-level Bajiquan suddenly erupted.

He twisted his waist and lowered his elbows sharply, his whole body resembling a fully drawn bow.

A dull, loud thud—

Head-on!

It slammed solidly into the chest of the Japanese corporal.

"Snap!"

A clear sound of bones cracking mingled with a piercing scream, all at once.

The short, stocky body flew backward and crashed heavily into the snow, splashing up a cloud of snow mixed with white foam.

He Yuzhu did not hesitate for a moment.

He swung his arm forward and snatched the heavy Type 38 rifle.

The gun was ice-cold and heavy, carrying a pungent smell of rust and blood.

"Baka!"

The remaining two Japanese soldiers hurriedly pulled the bolts, preparing to fire.

He Yuzhu's eyes suddenly sharpened, revealing his murderous intent.

Six Harmony Spear, Azure Dragon Emerges from the Water!

The tip of the gun suddenly twitched, like a venomous snake suddenly flicking its tongue.

With a soft "poof," it precisely shattered a person's Adam's apple.

The Japanese soldier made a strange "hoarse" sound from his throat, his eyes wide open, and he fell straight backward.

Turn around and launch a counterattack!

The gleaming bayonet plunged in from behind and pierced through his heart.

The blood-stained knife tip trembled slightly, reflecting the cold light of the snow.

Another Japanese soldier froze, looking down at the iron spike protruding from his chest.

Blood and foam gushed from his mouth, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to his knees.

Five seconds.

From the start to the finish, it only took a short five seconds.

The driver was completely terrified. He stood frozen in place for two seconds before suddenly turning around and running frantically into the depths of the alley.

He Yuzhu flicked his wrist slightly.

The blood-stained bayonet flew out of his hand.

With a "thud," it pierced precisely through the driver's back.

The man staggered forward two steps and collapsed headfirst into the snow.

His fingers dug deep into the cold snow, his body twitched a few times, and then he became completely still.

On the pristine white snow, five dazzling crimson blood lotuses slowly bloomed.

It was a breathtaking red, a red that dazzled the eyes.

He Yuzhu pressed his hand to his wildly pounding heart and let out a long, deep breath.