Chapter 77: Arresting Xu Damao

A painful scream rang out; Shazhu had suffered another critical hit. Looking at Xu Damao, who was whipping him relentlessly from behind, he cursed while trembling: "Xu Damao! What are you doing? You're trying to kill me!"

"I *am* going to kill you! You made me infertile, give me back my Xu family descendants, waaaaah..."

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Xu Damao had lost his mind, using the wine bottle in his hand to whip the helpless Shazhu repeatedly, and the long johns Shazhu was wearing were already soaked in scarlet, accompanied by a pungent, foul stench.

The blood on his buttocks even sprayed out, covering Xu Damao's face and body.

"Murder! Murder!"

"Xu Damao is killing someone! Someone come and save me!"

"Ah!!!"

Shazhu's wails were incessant.

In the side room next to Shazhu's house, He Yushui had been burning the midnight oil, preparing for a hard study session, but she never expected to hear a series of howls coming from next door.

And listening to the sound, it was clearly her own good-for-nothing brother.

"Ah!"

As soon as He Yushui reached the doorway, she discovered that the door to Shazhu's house was open, and inside, Xu Damao was beating Shazhu with a blood-stained wine bottle. She was terrified on the spot and couldn't help but scream.

Especially Xu Damao's eyes, which were glowing red; they were almost on par with that Red Eye Effect of Zhao Gangzi's from back then, appearing exceptionally terrifying under the moonlight.

Upon hearing the scream, Zhao Gangzi, who lived directly across from Shazhu's house, was startled awake. He threw on his clothes, sat up, and cursed: "Can't let a person sleep in the middle of the night; if I didn't know better, I'd think zombies were besieging the Siheyuan. Damn it!"

"Let me see what's going on?"

Zhao Gangzi exhaled a puff of cold air; it was so cold outside in the middle of the night that he naturally didn't want to go out and freeze, so he hurriedly activated the Micro Surveillance Ball above the Siheyuan and projected the scene outside in front of him.

But at the very first glance, Zhao Gangzi was immediately jolted; how, how did this Xu Damao come back?

Seeing such a tragic scene, Zhao Gangzi's sleepiness vanished instantly. He grabbed a wooden stick from beside the bed, pushed open the door, and walked out.

It wasn't just Zhao Gangzi who came out; other neighbors also rushed over one after another. Even the pregnant Qin Huairu came out to join the commotion; after all, with such a huge disturbance, it was impossible to sleep peacefully.

Inside Shazhu's house at this moment, Xu Damao had already been restrained by the crowd, while the victim, Shazhu, was lying half-dead on the bed with a wine bottle still stuck in his buttocks.

He Yushui, who had been the first to see it, was crying incessantly in the corner, looking as if she had been scared out of her wits. Beside her, the Second Aunt and Third Aunt kept comforting He Yushui, telling her not to be afraid.

"Stop crying, Yushui, Xu Damao has already been restrained, it's alright now," the Third Aunt kept patting He Yushui's shoulder, her own face showing lingering fear.

Who could have imagined that Xu Damao, whom they hadn't seen for a day, would actually do something like this.

Not going home to sleep in the middle of the night, but instead breaking into a private residence and giving Shazhu, who was sleeping, a beating, even bursting his hemorrhoids.

Zhao Gangzi, holding the stick, pushed through the crowd and saw Xu Damao, who had already been caught. The Second Uncle Liu Haizhong and Third Uncle Yan Bugui had also arrived at the scene and were giving Xu Damao a stern lecture.

"Xu Damao, what are you doing! Do you know that what you're doing is illegal? The reputation of our Siheyuan has already been ruined by certain people, and now you're pulling this stunt!"

Liu Haizhong looked as if he were disappointed that iron wouldn't turn into steel. At the same time, he looked around the crowd and did not see Yi Zhonghai. The reputation of the Siheyuan he referred to being ruined was that previous incident involving Yi Zhonghai.

Now Xu Damao was starting to act up too.

Old Liu was now the First Uncle in name, and to dare to do such a thing right under his nose was simply not taking him seriously at all.

Xu Damao, meanwhile, was acting like a madman, his eyes blood-red, as if he had suffered a great grievance.

"Second Uncle, we can't keep such a menace in our courtyard, let's report this to the authorities quickly!" someone suggested.

Liu Haizhong glanced at that person, clearly somewhat displeased. He was already the First Uncle now; how could this person be so blind? Calling him Second Uncle?

"Ahem," Liu Haizhong coughed twice to command the scene, then continued: "Xu Damao, why did you do such a thing? If you can't give a reason, as the First Uncle, I will have to report this!"

Shazhu, still groaning on the bed, cursed weakly at this moment: "I've been beaten like this, what other reason do you need? Must report it! Must pay me compensation!"

As soon as he saw Shazhu speak, Xu Damao's anger flared up again. He broke free from the people restraining him, rushed over, and kicked the wine bottle stuck in Shazhu's buttocks further in.

"Ow!"

"It, it went in!"

Shazhu nearly jumped up.

Seeing this, the others hurriedly restrained Xu Damao again, this time bringing over a rope to tie him up. They hadn't expected that the usually "combat power of five" Xu Damao would be so brave tonight.

"Shazhu, I, Xu Damao, will absolutely not forgive you, waaaaah..."

Xu Damao couldn't hold it back and burst into loud sobs in front of everyone, which left the crowd completely bewildered.

What exactly was the reason that made Xu Damao dare to beat Shazhu?

And looking at Xu Damao's state, it seemed to be something difficult to talk about.

"Damao, you aren't usually like this, what is the reason?" the Third Uncle Yan Bugui stepped forward to persuade him.

"Hurry up! Otherwise, we'll report it immediately and send you to the station!"

"Exactly, could this Xu Damao have some kind of mental illness?"

"Now that you mention it, I'm a bit scared too. What if he beats me up too?"

Quite a few people were pointing fingers at Xu Damao.

In this situation, Zhao Gangzi couldn't help it; he took the medical report from earlier that day out of his pocket and handed it to the Third Uncle.

"Gangzi, what is this? Let me see..."

Yan Bugui took the medical report, pushed up the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and began to read it seriously. When he saw the diagnosis, he couldn't help but shout out: "My god! No wonder! So Xu Damao is infertile!"

"Hm? Let me see too, what infertility?"

The Second Uncle Liu Haizhong leaned his head over and instantly understood Xu Damao's behavior.

Shazhu's title as the Siheyuan War God had been earned by stepping on Xu Damao's shoulders, walking over Xu Damao's blood, and pulling Xu Damao's hair, step by step.

Almost every few days he would kick Xu Damao in the crotch; this was something everyone had witnessed. If nothing else, it had happened just yesterday.

"Hahaha! Xu Damao, so you're infertile! You're killing me!"

Shazhu, lying on the bed, instantly regained his spirit.

Seeing Shazhu still daring to mock him, Xu Damao immediately cursed angrily: "Damn you, He Yuzhu, I, Xu Damao, will be at odds with you from now on! Give me back my balls!"

Xu Damao bared his teeth like a mad dog. And this hateful Zhao Gangzi, to dare to expose his shortcomings in public, he was truly damned!