Chapter 337: Revenge

Yes, my dad said the same thing.

Yan Jie Cheng affirmed Xu Damao's words.

We need to deal with He Yuzhu, but we can't let Yi Zhonghai, the chief culprit, get away.

I didn't understand before why He Yuzhu liked kicking people in the groin so hard, but when you argued with him last time, I suddenly figured it out.

It's all Yi Zhonghai's design.

When He Daqing was around, He Yuzhu never did this; at most he'd just fall down.

After He Daqing left, He Yuzhu gradually learned to kick the groin.

Without Yi Zhonghai's design, I would never believe it, even to my death.

That old bastard, since he can't have children, he resents seeing others happy.

We used to be good playmates, but he deliberately turned us into enemies.

Xu Damao, I want to take revenge; do you want to join?

What did Xu Damao pull Yan Jie Cheng out for? Just to find an accomplice to deal with He Yuzhu together.

Do it, I can't hold back any longer; I must really give He Yuzhu a beating.

But this needs to be done discreetly.

We can't implicate ourselves.

Yan Jie Cheng nodded.

Fine, I'll follow you; otherwise we could put a sack over his head, beat him up, and run.

Xu Damao nodded.

Sure, He Yuzhu often goes out to take on banquet work these days.

We'll ambush him halfway.

But we need to create an alibi.

We'll do it like this… like this…

The two quickly reached an agreement.

A few days later, Lou Xiao'e returned to her parents' home; it was rare for Xu Damao and Yan Jie Cheng to gather and start drinking.

At first the two were loudly drinking, and some youngsters came over to join the fun and take advantage.

Later, when more people came, Xu Damao drove them out and closed the door.

After closing the door, Xu Damao let out a sigh of relief.

He picked up his cup and took a sip.

It wasn't wine at all, just water.

On the contrary, the wine spilled on the table had a strong aroma.

It's about time; we should go.

Xu Damao said while taking out two coats, he removed the clothes stained with alcohol smell and changed into fresh ones.

Yan Jie Cheng followed suit and quickly finished tidying up.

Xu Damao took out a radio, turned it on, and then lowered the volume.

So that people could faintly hear the voices speaking.

Afterwards, the two hid behind the door, observed carefully, confirmed no one was there, and quickly slipped out.

The two headed straight for the toilet.

They didn't encounter anyone along the way.

From the toilet they took out the hidden stick and sack, opened the back door, and ran out.

At that moment, He Yuzhu reeked of alcohol, carrying two lunch boxes, walking toward the Siheyuan.

In winter it gets dark early, and the sky was very dark.

He Yuzhu could only feel his way home in the dark.

When he reached the alley entrance, suddenly a sack was placed over his head.

Then came a flurry of punches and kicks.

Ah……

Ah……

Xu Damao and Yan Jie Cheng struck hard, as if all their hatred surged forth.

Xu Damao even kicked twice at his lower body.

He didn't kick much, knowing that a blow there could be fatal.

Help…… I've been killed……

He Yuzhu had never known being beaten could hurt this much, and he never imagined a kick below could be so painful.

He curled up, trying to protect his lower body as much as possible.

The storm-like blows made him feel they truly wanted to beat him to death.

Panic.

He panicked.

Then he shouted desperately, hoping someone would give him a chance to survive.

Xu Damao then kicked him hard several more times.

Grabbing Yan Jie Cheng, whose stick had already been broken, they ran off quickly.

He Yuzhu's anguished cries quickly alerted the nearby residents.

A group of people armed with weapons rushed out.

It's still a joint defense mechanism; when one side is in trouble, all sides come to its aid—that's truly the case.

Otherwise, society wouldn't have reached the point of leaving doors open at night.

"Who, who is it, where are the bandits?"

"Everyone, surround them, don't let the bandits escape."

He Yuzhu endured the pain all over his body and took off the sack on his head.

He weakly shouted.

"Here, I'm here."

"As he spoke, fresh blood welled up from his mouth."

Hearing the commotion, a crowd quickly surged over.

When the flashlight was shone on them, they all vomited blood.

"Quick, send them to the hospital, send them to the hospital."

They really feared that if they were delayed even a little, the person would die.

Head split open, blood flowing, and still vomiting blood.

A miserable bunch.

Besides, there were broken sticks lying aside.

He Yuzhu tried to struggle to stand up.

Only then did he realize his other arm was broken.

Seeing his arm limp like a noodle, He Yuzhu's eyes rolled and he fainted.

On the other side, Xu Damao and Yan Jie Cheng fled all the way back to the courtyard.

Then they tiptoed in through the back gate.

Then they locked the door.

Then they sneaked back into the house.

They sat down, and only then did the two of them let out a breath.

Xu Damao complained.

"How could you strike so hard? What if you killed someone?"

Yan Jie Cheng's hands were still trembling nonstop.

"I... just... only remembered that he... harmed me my whole life, I... didn't... pay much attention."

Xu Damao wasn't much stronger than him.

"After all, we grew up together; there's no need to beat someone to death."

He was still terrified; he just wanted to give him a beating, to get revenge.

Who knew that once they started fighting, it would get out of control.

He quickly drank all the water in the bottle on the table.

Then he poured the alcohol in and shook it a few times.

Then he filled the cups with alcohol.

He stirred the alcohol with the chopsticks.

"Quickly change back into your clothes, then we'll each drink a bottle of white liquor."

"Drink as much as you can, get as drunk as you can."

Hearing that, Yan Jie Cheng hurriedly put on his own clothes.

Xu Damao, meanwhile, put his clothes away and sat down again.

Afterwards, each of the two picked up a bottle of alcohol.

"Yan Jie Cheng, you won't spill secrets when drunk, will you?"

"Right? Your drinking is fine, right?"

Xu Damao repeatedly confirmed.

Yan Jie Cheng took a big gulp of baijiu.

"Xu Damao, I may be useless, but my mouth is absolutely reliable."

"As long as you don't speak, no one in the world will know what happened today."

Xu Damao also took a big gulp.

"Good, Jiecheng, from now on we're brothers."

"He Yuzhu, if he can pull through, we'll consider it even."

"What do you think?"

Yan Jie Cheng nodded.

"I understand; from now on, our grudge against He Yuzhu is canceled."

This time they went too hard; if they ever target He Yuzhu again, they fear today's incident will be exposed.

They won't act; even if He Yuzhu suspects, there's no evidence.

Moreover, the mastermind is Yi Zhonghai; they haven't reached a point of mortal enmity toward He Yuzhu.

Put another way.

That is, they are afraid.

They have lost their courage.

After all, they are ordinary people; they haven't reached the point of being unshaken even if Mount Tai collapses before them.

"Drink, drink hard; best to drink yourself to death, then you won't drunkenly blab."

It's also possible to forget the matter the next day.

Come on, let's do it.

Yan Jie Cheng also picked up the wine bottle.

Let's do it.