Courtyard House: He Yuzhu started in 1948

He Yuzhu crouched down on the edge of the inner city (later the Second Ring Road), on the only way Han Qingkui could return to Li Sha Mao Hutong. He Yuzhu and Tian Zao carried MP18s, while the other companions held grenades, nervously watching Han Qingkui and his group coming from the north.

"They're here! They're here!"

Shunzi ran over quickly and reported to He Yuzhu and Tian Zao: "Just past the intersection ahead, turn the corner and you'll be here."

"OK."

He Yuzhu nodded and told him to go to the back to rest, but Shunzi looked at the grenade and felt envious; he also wanted to throw one.

But He Yuzhu didn't agree. Shunzi was keeping a close watch on them, and if he pulled the trigger but failed to throw the ball, it would be troublesome.

However, He Yuzhu still agreed to let him throw a couple of grenades to have some fun after things calmed down, and Shunzi then went to the back to rest.

That's a hand grenade, what boy wouldn't like that?

Unfortunately, there were only two submachine guns.

Tian Zao didn't listen to He Yuzhu's instructions; all her attention was focused on the street corner. The opportunity to kill Han Qingkui was right in front of her, and Tian Zao couldn't suppress her tension and excitement.

"They're here!"

Han Qingkui's men ran out from the street corner. On both sides, there were more than twenty trusted thugs dressed in black short jackets running around. They surrounded Han Qingkui, his advisor, and the rickshaw carrying Zheng Xingqiang in the middle. There were thugs from the Gelaohui (a secret society) on all sides. It would be difficult for an ordinary person to rush in.

Tian Zao instinctively wanted to pull the insurance, but He Yuzhu grabbed her arm.

"Throw the grenade first, forgot?"

He Yuzhu held Tian Zao's hand and said seriously, "This is our only chance, we can't afford to lose it! Don't worry, I'm here."

"Um."

Hearing He Yuzhu's words, Tian Zao felt much more at ease and reached into her backpack to take out a grenade.

As the enemy drew closer, He Yuzhu pulled out two American-made MK2 grenades and stared intently at them.

Eighty meters, fifty meters, thirty meters.

Click!

He Yuzhu pulled the pin on the grenade first, and then threw it forcefully towards Han Qingkui's convoy.

"Throw!"

At He Yuzhu's command, Tian Zao, Dayong, Hu Zi, and the others immediately pulled the pins on their grenades and threw them forward.

Because of his nervousness, Dayong threw the grenade along with the pull ring.

Boom boom boom!

The grenades exploded at varying distances, but they mostly detonated around Han Qingkui's convoy.

Seeing that he had succeeded in his first strike, He Yuzhu took out two more, pulled the ring, and threw them out.

Two grenades each for Da Yong and Hu Zi, four for Tian Zao, ten for He Yuzhu... more than twenty grenades, not enough to blow up Han Qingkui's team.

Han Qingkui was drunk and daydreaming. Although the trusted thugs of the Gelaohui were alert, there weren't many of them. When the grenade was thrown at them, they hadn't even reacted yet.

Before Han Qingkui could even understand what was happening, he was knocked to the ground by the aftershock of the grenade.

Needless to say, everyone else was also affected by the bomb.

The grenades weren't over yet... He Yuzhu gave a strict order: no one should approach until all the grenades were thrown.

Is the idea of ​​firepower coverage a joke?

When people in later generations were scrolling through Douyin or watching movies, He Yuzhu would say things like the comments: "The enemy has already crossed the border to cause trouble, why are you still arguing with a pistol? If you have the capability, why not just bombard them with artillery?"

He Yuzhu threw one grenade after another, and soon his hand grenades were all gone.

"Shunzi, here you go!"

The remaining two grenades were handed to Shunzi, and He Yuzhu asked, "Do you know how to use them?"

"Brother, you've taught me so many times, I know how to use it!"

Shunzi excitedly pulled the ring and threw it into the crowd. He probably threw it a little too hard, and it landed at the very back... next to Zheng Xingqiang's body.

boom!

"Shunzi, you fucking used way too much force!"

"good!"

Shunzi checked the distance, considered the force required... pulled the ring, and threw it towards Han Qingkui's car in the crowd.

boom!

The golden throne and jade Buddha were blown up, and Han Qingkui lay on the ground, his fate unknown.

We've run out of grenades.

He Yuzhu told everyone to stop, and then he took Tian Zao, covered his face, and ran over with a gun.

Tian Zao's target was clear: Han Qingkui, while He Yuzhu finished off the remaining members of the Gelaohui (a secret society) who weren't quite dead yet.

There were also pistols scattered on the ground, which belonged to the gangsters, but He Yuzhu was not interested and had no intention of taking the guns.

After the army enters the city, Beiping will sweep away the malignant tumors with lightning speed. Although there are lurking spies causing sabotage, it will not have much impact on ordinary people. He Yuzhu does not think that those spies will affect No. 95 Courtyard.

Therefore, the gun was useless, and He Yuzhu didn't even intend to keep it.

Huh?

Gold?

He Yuzhu found the golden throne and jade Buddha that had been blown away, and played with it in his hand. Although the jade was shattered, the gold was still intact, and he should be able to exchange it for some money in the future.

Accept it!

He casually put it into the empty bag that contained grenades and bullets.

Of course, He Yuzhu also dug up the tunnel under Han Qingkui's house... Han Qingkui has been doing evil for many years, so he must have accumulated some wealth, right?

Taking some shouldn't be noticed.

On Tian Zao's side, she had already fired a burst of bullets at Han Qingkui. After the excitement of getting revenge wore off, the strong smell of gunpowder and the metallic rust of blood made her lift the scarf covering her face and vomit.

He Yuzhu was also disgusted, but his years of handling raw meat allowed him to endure it. He took the gun and the bag containing the magazines from Tian Zao and slung them over his shoulder, then called to the other friends, "Da Yong, Shunzi, take Zao'er and let's go!"

If the law enforcement team or something comes along and we run into them, we'll be in big trouble.

Da Yong and Shun Zi quickly came over and took Tian Zao away, while He Yuzhu took his weapon and returned to the house next to Han Qingkui's house.

One reason was to return the weapons, and the other was to pick up some other things along the way.

But as soon as he entered, Tian Zhuang caught him red-handed: "Give me your weapon!"

"Steel...Big Zhuang, are you there?"

He Yuzhu wasn't surprised to see Tian Zhuang and asked, "Were you at the street corner just now?"

Tian Zhuang didn't answer, but just lightly patted him on the head: "You made such a commotion just now, you've caused a lot of trouble."

He Yuzhu chuckled but didn't say anything.

The people of Beiping are about to change, so any trouble is only temporary.

Tian Zhuang put his gun away and was about to see He Yuzhu off, but He Yuzhu didn't move. Tian Zhuang looked at him and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Han Qingkui's ill-gotten gains."

This guy is a money-grubber!

Tian Zhuang knew He Yuzhu was greedy, but he didn't expect that even at this point, he would still be thinking about money.

He slapped He Yuzhu on the back of the head again, this time harder: "Knowing it's ill-gotten gains, you still coveted it? It'll be confiscated."

He Yuzhu, however, thought differently: "Confiscate it? Once the news of Han Qingkui's death reaches the courtyard, his ill-gotten gains will be divided among his subordinates or plundered by others. How can it be confiscated?"

Tian Zhuang fell silent.

He Yuzhu was telling the truth.

"Brother, let's grab some while the chaos is at it. We might as well take it."

He Yuzhu felt that Tian Zhuang wasn't a rigid person, and said to him, "If you don't believe me, then go and get it. Ten years from now, you can see if what I did was right."

"..."

Tian Zhuang ignored He Yuzhu and told him to go back first, resolutely refusing to let He Yuzhu go into the tunnel.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Tian Zhuang otherwise, He Yuzhu had no choice but to leave first, praying in his heart that Tian Zhuang wouldn't be so stubborn as to leave without taking anything.

The more money you make now, the more capital you'll have in thirty years!

Thirty years later, I'll be in my forties, the perfect age to make my way in the world. How can I do that without some capital?