Siheyuan: A young man starts a game and ignores the law

Yan Jiefang, die!

In just a moment, Su Ming adjusted the state that had just been disrupted by the system.

He frowned and calmly analyzed the current situation.

Although the strength of this group of thugs is far from comparable to that of Liu Guangfu and Liu Guangtian.

But he had two unique skills to protect himself, so if a fight really came to a head, it would not be difficult to knock them down.

But he had the body of a child, while his opponent was tall and strong, making it inconvenient for him to display his skills.

If I really want to defeat them one by one, it will waste a lot of time.

In this case, Su Ying, who was waiting for him to finish school at home, would probably be worried to death.

"Then... we have to catch the leader first!"

In a flash, Su Ming's brain worked rapidly and he instantly thought of the best solution.

He just raised his head and slowly looked at Yan Jiefang who was standing behind the crowd.

With a meaningful smile on his lips, he spoke coldly.

"What are you guys still standing there for?! Hurry up! Don't let that guy get away!"

Yan Jiefang originally had a smug smile on his face.

But after seeing Su Ming's eyes that looked like he was looking at a dead person, he instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

I cursed in my heart, it was evil.

Then he gave orders to the thugs in a panic.

The thugs who were stunned by Su Ming's agile movements suddenly came to their senses when they heard Yan Jiefang's shout.

This time they no longer fought alone. Instead, they looked at each other and swung their sandbag-sized fists at Su Ming's vital points.

"Well done!"

Su Ming looked at the crowd attacking him and couldn't help but let out a loud shout!

This is what he wants!

I saw him slowly closing his eyes.

next second.

The powerful true energy in the body suddenly burst out.

Invisible air waves spread out in all directions with Su Ming as the center.

"Shh!"

Before Yan Jiefang could see clearly what was happening in the field, he heard the sound of breaking wind.

Yan Jiefang covered his ears in pain.

When he opened his eyes again, Su Ming's ghostly figure was already standing in front of him.

He looked behind Su Ming in disbelief, only to see that all the people who had been so arrogant just now were now lying on the ground, unconscious.

"you……"

Yan Jiefang was so frightened by this unbelievable scene that he lost the ability to think and could only point at Su Ming incoherently.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: Su Ming is not a human!

Just as Yan Jiefang was stunned, Su Ming raised his red palm and hit him hard on the head.

This immediately made Yan Jiefang shut up.

His eyeballs suddenly bulged out, the nerves in his skull were breaking, and black blood slowly flowed out of his seven orifices.

Under Su Ming's cold gaze, Yan Jiefang staggered and wanted to call for help, but in the end he could only collapse to the ground powerlessly.

Looking at Yan Jiefang who was doomed to die, Su Ming took a deep breath and walked towards home with an expressionless face.

After a long time.

A patrolling policeman was walking slowly as usual.

The next second, his mouth couldn't help but open wide, and an expression of horror appeared on his face.

It is no exaggeration to describe the scene before us as tragic.

I saw Yan Jiefang's body lying quietly in the corner. His eyeballs had been squeezed out due to the strong pressure in his skull, and they were drooping limply on his cheeks.

His fingers were in an extremely twisted arc, and it was obvious that he had suffered extremely painful torture before his death...

Soon, the police blocked the alley and set up a long cordon around it.

"What kind of disease is this? The death is so miserable!"

"Hey... Does anyone of you know the deceased? Let's send him to his family as soon as possible."

The captain who rushed over also sighed repeatedly at Yan Jiefang's body.

He had been a policeman for so many years, but he had never seen such a tragic scene.

But he just treated the case as an accidental death.

After all, no external injuries were found on Yan Jiefang's body.

According to the forensic report, the real fatal cause was the sudden high pressure in the brain, which led to rapid congestion and rupture of brain tissue and death.

That's why he didn't open a case for investigation, but just turned around and asked the people around him.

"Report! I know that the deceased lived in a courtyard house not far from here!"

"From his appearance, he seems to be the son of Yan Bugui in the courtyard..."

"My son is studying in Yan Bugui's class."

Suddenly, a police officer in the crowd ran up to the captain and reported.

"Huh?! That courtyard again?!"

The captain was shocked when he heard his men's words, and then he couldn't help muttering to himself.

He will never forget this courtyard for the rest of his life.

In just a few months, he was involved in several murders related to that place.

Could it be that, as people say, there is something unclean in this courtyard...

forecourt.

Yan Bugui had eaten and drunk his fill, and was now humming a little tune, lying comfortably on a rattan chair.

"Hey! Uncle, what are you singing?"

"Another parent sent you something?!"

The scandals that Yan Bugui had committed in school had long been spread throughout the school, and people secretly looked down on Yan Bugui's actions.

After all, in that era, teacher was a very sacred profession.

But now, Yan Bugui actually accepted bribes privately, so naturally no one is willing to treat him well.

So when people passing by saw Yan Bugui's appearance, they couldn't help but start teasing him.

"Bullshit! Get out of here!"

"If no one gives me gifts, can't I be happy?"

Yan Bugui felt like his sore spot was touched and he jumped off his chair, cursing angrily.

Seeing that Yan Bugui was being forced into a corner, everyone laughed and ran away.

After all this trouble, Yan Bugui no longer had the heart to sit on the chair. He just looked towards the door with a little anxiety.

After all, it has been a long time since Yan Jiefang left the house.

Logically speaking, with so many people, wouldn't it be easy to deal with a little Su Ming?

It's impossible to be so slow, could there be some accident...

"Peng!"

Just as Yan Bugui was daydreaming, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open.

Yan Bugui, who was spinning in place, was also frightened by the noise.

He looked at the person who came with expectation.

But it was not Yan Jiefang as he expected, but a group of uniformed policemen.

"Ahem, police officer, why are you here? Has my kid gotten into trouble again?"

"Don't worry! I will definitely discipline him!"

Yan Bugui looked at the captain's serious face and his heart couldn't stop trembling.

He thought that the reason Yan Jiefang had not returned for so long was that he must have been arrested by the police.

He immediately put on his signature flattering smile and nodded and assured the captain.

"What?! You are mistaken. Your son did nothing wrong."

"It's just...he suddenly fell ill and died!"

"Oh... don't be too sad, bury the child as soon as possible!"

The captain was confused by Yan Bugui's words and immediately interrupted him.

While ordering his men to carry the body, he spoke to Yan Bugui with regret.