Chapter 16

"People have five fingers, of course, some have six, like Wang Liugen in our courtyard, who has six fingers," He Yuzhu held a brick in one hand and waved his other hand in front of Section Chief Ma.

Just as Section Chief Ma and the others were confused, He Yuzhu's five fingers sank into the brick simultaneously, just like chopsticks sinking into tofu, incredibly easily.

"This is impossible!" Section Chief Ma said, losing his voice.

After He Yuzhu pulled his fingers out, he threw the brick to Section Chief Ma.

Section Chief Ma took the brick, looked at it left and right, up and down, and found that the brick was indeed a solid brick with five clear finger holes. Section Chief Ma, unwilling to give up, squeezed it hard with his hand and found that the brick was a normal brick, not the kind used by people in the underworld to play tricks.

Wei Feng and Cheng Qiang were also stunned, gathered around to watch carefully, and found no problems.

"This... this... this is impossible. Don't your fingers hurt?" Section Chief Ma grabbed He Yuzhu's hand again to examine it carefully and found that his fingers were covered with brick powder.

"It doesn't hurt," He Yuzhu said, then snatched the brick back, sliced it in half with a horizontal palm, and the larger half of the brick flew off and landed at Section Chief Ma's feet, while the other smaller half was held in He Yuzhu's hand.

Then, in front of Section Chief Ma and the others, He Yuzhu squeezed the brick in his hand hard, and the brick in his hand turned into powder and scattered in front of Section Chief Ma and the others.

He Yuzhu used a little trick this time, putting the brick into his space at the fastest speed and using the space's ability to turn the brick into powder.

"This... how is this possible? Is this Hard Qigong? No, is this the 'Bright Energy' in national martial arts?" Section Chief Ma suddenly widened his eyes and said, losing his voice.

"No, I don't understand any 'Bright Energy,' 'Dark Energy,' 'Transformation Energy,' 'Dan Energy,' 'Gang Energy,' or 'breaking the void to see the divine without damage' in national martial arts. I have innate divine strength! An innate chef sacred body, specifically for being a chef."

"An ordinary chef needs at least three months to practice flipping the spoon; I only need three hours. I was born to be a chef," He Yuzhu said arrogantly.

Section Chief Ma and the others were extremely speechless.

"You've developed a sense of superiority from being a chef? What the fuck is 'born to be a chef'? And an 'innate sacred body'? This kind of person should be thrown into the army to train. It's a pity he's too old. Looking at his face, he must be over forty," Section Chief Ma thought to himself.

"Brother He, how old are you this year?" Section Chief Ma asked.

"I am twenty-five years old this year, twenty-six by lunar age," He Yuzhu said.

Section Chief Ma rolled his eyes immediately, thinking: "Looking at your face, you are definitely not twenty-five or twenty-six. You look at least around forty. You can be brothers with me; my son would have to call you uncle if he saw you."

"It seems Master He still held back. If Master He had used lethal force, it wouldn't have been as simple as just breaking the legs of the people in the courtyard," Wei Feng said.

Section Chief Ma nodded. According to He Yuzhu, when dealing with those people in the courtyard who wouldn't let him report the case, He Yuzhu only kicked them with a 'Liaoyin Kick' and then kicked their legs until they broke.

If He Yuzhu had used his full strength, one kick would have definitely crushed their testicles.

"Xiao Cheng, go quietly to the nearby hospital, find the director directly, find out their injuries clearly, and then secretly investigate before coming to meet at the Siheyuan where Master He lives," Section Chief Ma suddenly said.

After receiving the order, Cheng Qiang immediately rode his bicycle to the hospital. Then, Section Chief Ma and his group, led by He Yuzhu, came to the Siheyuan where the children like Daniu and Erhu lived.

After He Yuzhu and his group entered the Siheyuan, they found that the group of children like Daniu and Erhu were singing and dancing in the middle courtyard, and what they were singing was the song He Yuzhu had taught them.

"Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh..."

"Jia Dongxu worked at the Rolling Mill, but was starved to death by his mother..." In this era, people's nightlife was extremely scarce, and tape recorders were a rarity. Daniu, Erhu, and the others singing and dancing naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the Siheyuan.

The people in the courtyard were too engrossed in watching and didn't notice Section Chief Ma and his group. Wei Feng was about to step forward when he was stopped by Director Zheng.

As a leader, Director Zheng naturally paid attention to the lives of grassroots people after work.

The group listened for a while and felt that the song was catchy, vivid, and had a strong sense of rhythm. Without realizing it, they hummed along, but the lyrics were too disgusting, which also made this song only spread within the area of the Siheyuan, the street, and the Rolling Mill.

Director Zheng had already imagined that with the spread of this song, Jia Zhangshi would be famous, but as for this fame, it would definitely be a stinking name, a notorious name, and a cursed name.

"I didn't expect Master He to be so talented," Director Zheng said calmly.

"Sigh, this is just a last resort because I didn't want my Brother Dongxu to die in such an unclear way."

"Someone died at the Rolling Mill. To avoid the situation from expanding, they must focus on appeasement internally, stabilize the Jia family, and not let the Jia family make trouble; externally, they focus on covering up, quietly suppressing this matter."

"I'm just a chef, even if I'm a canteen squad leader, I'm still a chef. Whether in the street or in the factory, I have no room to speak. I think my brother Dongxu died suspiciously, so I can only use this last resort to blow things up."

"Originally, I thought about carrying my Brother Dongxu's coffin to Zhongnanhai to cry for justice. If no one handled it, I would take Brother Dongxu's corpse and knock my head on the stone lion in front of the gate there. I don't believe no one would care," He Yuzhu said with a heavy face.

Director Zheng, Section Chief Ma, and Wei Feng gasped again. They suddenly felt their back teeth aching, and they couldn't help but mourn for the leaders of the Rolling Mill, the Street Office, and the police station staff.

A person like this has appeared in your jurisdiction; it must be very headache-inducing.

What kind of person is this? He can no longer be described as a thorn; he is simply a time bomb. If you are not careful, he can blow this group of leaders to pieces. Whoever is his direct leader is considered to have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes.

"Master He is truly loyal and righteous," Director Zheng said helplessly. What could Director Zheng say? He couldn't say you can't do this; I'm afraid the more you say that, the more He Yuzhu will rush to Zhongnanhai.

"Sigh, no way. Who told me to be a man of loyalty, and who told Brother Dongxu to be my dearest friend and brother?"

"I believe that if the factory leaders knew about this, they would definitely be moved to tears. After all, most of them retired from the battlefield and must understand this kind of brotherly affection."

"Time is ruthless, yet I am willing to start a new story for you; love and righteousness, today I know, I don't need to doubt again;"

"The ruthless people in the world are changing, the true color of loyalty is not easy; but I know, today to this point, life and death create a name with you..." He Yuzhu said with a heavy face, and as he spoke, he began to sing.

He Yuzhu knew that he had somewhat crossed the line, but in the real world, he had to be submissive for the sake of life. If he came here and had a cheat, yet was still submissive, wouldn't he have come in vain?

Since he had decided to let himself go, why be so cautious? As long as it's not too excessive, it's fine.

"If the factory leaders knew what you wanted to do, I don't know if they would be moved to tears, but I know they would definitely thank your ancestors for eight generations and affectionately greet your female family members," Section Chief Ma rolled his eyes again, thinking speechlessly.

"Master He, where did you learn this song? It's catchy, makes people's blood boil, but the underworld atmosphere is too heavy. It's suitable for those ruffians, not in line with the current situation. It's better to sing this kind of song less in the future," Director Zheng said.

"I created this song," He Yuzhu said brazenly.

(End of Chapter)