Chapter 656: A Total Outburst

He Yuzhu looked coldly at the group of people before him, and only after they finished their clamor did he speak slowly: "Was it Xu Damao who sent you here?"

"Who sent us here is none of your business." Wang Jianjun lifted his chin, feeling emboldened, "In any case, we have obtained documents from your factory, stamped with the seal, and we are here to verify the situation!"

He Yuzhu sneered: "Let me tell you, I am still the person in charge of the Rolling Mill; you have no authority to represent the factory and come to my home to cause trouble. You ransacked and smashed my belongings, and you will have to pay compensation. Today, we are only settling private grievances, and I have always been clear about my debts—for every item you destroy, I will hold you accountable to the end."

Wang Jianjun shouted at the top of his lungs: "He Yuzhu, don't try to act tough with me! We heard your house still has a cellar; who knows what kind of shameful things you might be hiding! We must get to the bottom of this today!"

He Yuzhu stood at the doorway and said sternly: "If you want to inspect, follow the proper procedures! Otherwise, this is trespassing and intentional disturbance. If you dare to make another move, I will act in legitimate self-defense—if you don't believe me, just try it!"

Wang Jianjun didn't listen to a word of this; he turned his head and shouted to those behind him: "Don't listen to him, everyone! Move what needs to be moved, and inspect what needs to be inspected!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Li Lin and Zou Laoqi arrived as well. They leaned in close to He Yuzhu and asked in a low voice: "Zhuzi, why not just drive them away directly?"

He Yuzhu narrowed his eyes, a cold sneer curling the corners of his mouth: "If I don't let them learn a lesson this time, they'll just come back to cause trouble later. Let them make their mess."

He Yuzhu did not make a move against them. They thought He Yuzhu had turned cowardly, so they yelped and charged into the East Cross Courtyard.

In the blink of an eye, He Yushui's musical instruments were thrown out, the tape recorder and radio in the corner were carried into the courtyard, and He Yulu's toys were trampled into shreds.

The large piano could not be moved, so someone simply swung a club and smashed it down onto the keys.

"Bang—"

The sound of snapping piano strings made people's hearts tremble.

He Yuzhu took a camera out of his pocket and photographed the scene before him, one shot after another.

Seeing that He Yuzhu really wasn't stopping them, Liu Guangfu grew bolder; he followed them into the room, grabbed the radio, and ran outside.

He Yuzhu extended his leg.

Liu Guangfu sprawled onto the ground, and the radio was smashed to pieces.

He Yulu stood in the courtyard, watching her beloved toys turn into a pile of fragments, and her tears couldn't stop falling: "Those are my things! By what right do you snatch them! By what right do you smash them!"

Yan Jiekuang came out of the room, still carrying an accordion in his hand, and shouted at He Yuzhu with an arrogant air: "He Yuzhu, these things of yours do not conform to the current social atmosphere! We are taking them all away, and we will report this to the authorities!"

After the group finished their rampage, they were just about to move the items onto the vehicle outside.

Just then, He Yuzhu moved.

No one saw how he moved; they only heard a few muffled thuds, and those dozen or so people fell to the ground one after another, crying for their parents.

Li Lin and Zou Laoqi were stunned, taking a long time to react before they hurried up to help, pinning the people down so they couldn't run away.

He Yuzhu had been a soldier and had fought in wars; when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

He brushed the dust off his hands and gestured to Li Lin and Zou Laoqi: "Let's go, come with me to demand an explanation."

The first stop was straight to Liu Haizhong's house.

He knew clearly in his heart—Liu Guangfu wouldn't have dared to come to his house to cause trouble without Liu Haizhong's tacit approval; this was testing his bottom line. Since that was the case, he didn't need to save face for Liu Haizhong.

As soon as he entered the Liu household, He Yuzhu argued directly, demanding that the other party provide an explanation and compensate for the losses.

Amidst the dispute between the two sides, many things in the room were knocked over and broken, crashing and clattering all around.

Liu Haizhong was so anxious he was jumping up and down: "He Yuzhu! Are you crazy! By what right are you causing trouble in my house!"

He Yuzhu didn't even look back: "Second Uncle, before they came to my house to cause trouble, I already said—whoever causes trouble at my home, I will hold them responsible. If you aren't satisfied, feel free to report me to the factory or the police station, anywhere you like!"

Afterward, He Yuzhu went to the Yan family, similarly demanding that Yan Jiekuang take responsibility for his actions.

The arguments on both sides grew more intense, the scene spiraling out of control, and many pieces of furniture and items were destroyed in the chaos.

Yan Bugui and Yang Ruihua sat on the ground, crying and cursing.

He Yuzhu's attitude was firm, and he wouldn't yield an inch.

For every household that had come to the He Family to cause trouble that day, He Yuzhu went to their door to demand an explanation, and for a time, the entire Luogu Lane was in an uproar.

Some were too angry to let it go and rushed up to strike him, but before they could even get close, they were knocked to the ground by him in a few moves, unable to even crawl back up.

The crowd grew larger and larger, three layers deep inside and out, blocking the lane until it was impassable.

He Yuzhu stood in the center of the crowd, scanned his surroundings, and said loudly: "I, He Yuzhu, never initiate trouble! But whoever dares to touch my family or my home, I will definitely pursue it to the end! Today is just the first time—if there is a next time, I will show no mercy!"

Liu Haizhong panted heavily, found Xu Damao watching the commotion at the mouth of the alley, and grabbed him by the collar: "Xu Damao, you bastard! Was it you who incited Liu Guangfu to go to the He house?"

Xu Damao unhurriedly brushed his hand away: "What 'causing trouble'? That was going to the He house to verify the situation. This was the intention of Deputy Factory Director Li."

"Bullshit!" Liu Haizhong's face flushed red, "Deputy Factory Director Li doesn't even know my son, how could he possibly incite him? My house has been smashed to pieces, how am I supposed to live from now on?"

"Then go to the factory and report He Yuzhu!" Xu Damao spread his hands with a sarcastic tone.

Liu Haizhong trembled with rage: "He Yuzhu is still a person in charge! My son led people to his house, and he turned around and caused trouble at mine; how do you expect me to report him? Besides, the things in his house are worth much more than mine—" He panted heavily, suddenly remembering something, "Where is that letter of yours? Bring it here for me to see; I want to see if it was really Factory Director Li who incited this!"

"I gave the letter to Wang Jianjun." Xu Damao shrugged and turned to leave.

Liu Haizhong stomped his foot and turned to run toward the Zhongyuan of the He Family.

He thought to himself: I'll find He Daqing and make him pay!

But as soon as he stepped into the Zhongyuan, the sight before him left him stunned.

He Daqing was in a standoff with Yan Bugui, the two of them glaring at each other like fighting cocks, He Daqing's sleeves rolled up high, looking as if he were about to strike.

He Yushui stood to the side, pointing at Yan Bugui's nose and cursing: "Yan Laoxi, you still have the nerve to come and ask for compensation? Open your eyes and look, my family's tape recorder, radio, and piano have all been smashed to pieces! You couldn't afford to pay for it even if you sold your house!"

Yan Bugui stomped his feet in anxiety: "Is this a matter of money? How is my whole family supposed to live now! My bicycle rim was smashed flat, how am I supposed to get to work from now on?"

"Your son even smashed my piano!" He Yushui's eyes were red, her voice cracking, "That was my livelihood! The accordion is broken, the tape recorder is destroyed—you were so happy when you were causing trouble, and now you come here crying poverty?"

Liu Haizhong stood at the courtyard gate, opened his mouth, and said to He Daqing: "He Daqing, you, you this..." He stammered for a long time, unable to squeeze out a coherent sentence.