Siheyuan: Start with a big car

At this moment, the door was pushed open again, and Zhang Li walked out gracefully.

She was dressed up carefully, with a smug smile on her face, completely different from the embarrassed look she had when she was forced by Yan Jiecheng and Liu Guangtian.

As soon as Zhang Li came out, she walked quickly to the middle-aged man in a delicate manner, took his arm affectionately, and called him sweetly: "Brother Qiang, it's these two people. They bullied me so badly." As she spoke, she stretched out her finger and pointed it directly at Yan Jiecheng and Liu Guangtian.

When Yan Jiecheng saw this scene, he was shocked. He immediately realized that the middle-aged man in front of him, whom Zhang Li called "Brother Qiang", was probably the man who had been supporting Zhang Li. This was bad. They had stirred up a hornet's nest.

Yan Jiecheng's face suddenly turned pale, and beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead. He quickly smiled, his voice trembling with nervousness, and explained: "Brother Qiang, this... this is all a misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding. There was indeed a little friction between us and Zhang Li, but it's definitely not what you think. We didn't bully her. You... you must not listen to her one-sided words."

Liu Guangtian was also terrified. His legs felt weak and he trembled as he echoed Yan Jiecheng's words, "Yes... yes, Brother Qiang, it really is a misunderstanding. We just want to talk to Zhang Li about some things. We don't... we don't have any other intentions. Please... please be magnanimous and forgive us this time."

Now that Zhang Li had Brother Qiang as her backer, she also stood up. She walked up to Liu Guangtian and slapped him twice. The crisp sound of the slaps was particularly harsh in this slightly cramped space. Two red marks instantly appeared on Liu Guangtian's face, but he did not dare to hide. He could only bury his head lower, his body shaking slightly uncontrollably, like a frightened quail.

"Hmph, don't you even consider your own weight? You still dare to provoke me!" Zhang Li gritted her teeth, her eyes full of anger and disdain, her hands still raised in the air, as if she was going to hit again, "Where has your usual majesty gone?" Brother Qiang folded his arms and watched coldly from the side. His eyes seemed to be examining two ants, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if he was very satisfied with Zhang Li's "counterattack" posture. He coughed lightly, adding a "fire of majesty" to this little farce.

Upon seeing this, Yan Jiecheng hurriedly stepped forward, with a flattering smile on his face, and bowed and kowtowed to Brother Qiang, "Brother Qiang, you see, we were indeed confused about this matter. We promise that we will stay away from Zhang Li in the future and won't dare to do such a thing again. Please be merciful." As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Liu Guangtian and gently nudged him with his elbow, indicating that he should also beg for mercy.

Liu Guangtian nodded hurriedly, his voice tinged with tears, "Brother Qiang, we were wrong. All the mistakes were ours. Please just treat us as ignorant kids and let us go. We...we will get out of here and never bother Zhang Li again." As he spoke, his legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees. Fortunately, Yan Jiecheng was quick to catch him, but he was already in a state of disgrace.

Brother Qiang was silent for a moment, weighing the pros and cons in his mind. Although he was furious at the two idiots, he was still counting on Yan Jiecheng and Liu Guangtian to steal the materials for new energy vehicles. If he really got rid of them, this "grand plan" would be ruined. But if he didn't show them some power, he was afraid that they would lose their respect and continue to be unreliable.

"Hmph," Brother Qiang snorted coldly, breaking the chilling silence, "I'm not an unsympathetic person. As long as you can get the real new energy vehicle materials from Li Weidong today, we will write off all previous accounts and I will spare you." As he spoke, his sharp eyes were like two sharp blades, scraping back and forth on the faces of Yan Jiecheng and Liu Guangtian, as if he wanted to see what they were thinking.

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiecheng's face turned pale instantly, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead. He raised his hand to wipe it off, and said with a sad face: "Brother Qiang, this... this is too difficult to deal with! The last operation was messed up. Li Weidong is a very smart guy and must have been alert. If we go there again now, we will be walking into a trap. I... I really don't dare." His voice was full of trembling and pleading, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

Brother Qiang was patiently waiting for a response, but when he saw Yan Jiecheng evading like this, he immediately flew into a rage, frowned, and suddenly pulled out a pistol from his waist, and instantly pointed the black muzzle at Yan Jiecheng's forehead. The cold texture of the metal exuded the breath of death under the dim light. Yan Jiecheng felt his scalp tingling, and his heart was beating wildly, as if it would burst out of his chest in the next second. His body froze in place, not even daring to breathe, his eyes fixed on the muzzle of the gun, and his pupils shrank sharply.

"Don't dare?" Brother Qiang gritted his teeth and squeezed out these two words from between his teeth, "There is no such word as 'dare' for me! Don't you think about it, you provoke me, and still want to get away with it? Li Weidong's vigilance is shit, what I want is the result. If I can't do it, humph, this gun has no eyes!" As he spoke, he poked Yan Jiecheng's forehead with the muzzle of the gun. Yan Jiecheng's body swayed, like a fallen leaf in the wind, which could be swept away by the "strong wind" at any time.

Liu Guangtian was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground with a thump. His crotch was wet. He reached out his hand tremblingly to pull Yan Jiecheng, shouting, "Jiecheng, let's... let's promise Brother Qiang, otherwise... otherwise it will be fatal." But his voice was as small as the buzzing of a mosquito or fly, full of despair and helplessness.

Yan Jiecheng swallowed his saliva, his Adam's apple rolling up and down with difficulty. He knew Brother Qiang's ruthless methods very well. If he pulled the trigger, his life would be gone. His lips trembled, and he finally squeezed out a few words: "Brother Qiang...Brother Qiang, don't...don't shoot, I...I will do it, I will find a way to get the materials, I just ask you...you put the gun down first."

Brother Qiang stared at him for a long time, a sneer on his face, that was the pride of being in control and the contempt for Yan Jiecheng's cowardice. He slowly put away his gun, but the intimidating aura still enveloped everyone, "That's more like it, but don't play tricks on me. If you dare to mess up again, you won't be so lucky next time."

Just as Brother Qiang was about to go back to the house, Zhang Li suddenly felt something was wrong. She opened the oil-paper package and found that the pair of shoes were not hers. Instantly, her face turned pale, her brows knitted tightly into a "川" shape, her eyes widened, and she stared at the unfamiliar pair of shoes in the oil-paper package, her face full of astonishment and confusion. "This...what's going on?" She blurted out, her voice raised several tones because of shock, with a bit of sharpness. As she spoke, she frantically turned the shoes over and over, as if she wanted to find a familiar trace or clue from them, but the more she looked, the colder she felt. The unfamiliar style, color, and even the slight wear and tear clearly showed that these were definitely not the pair of shoes she had been thinking about.

Hearing the voice, Brother Qiang turned around and saw Zhang Li's out-of-control appearance. He raised his eyebrows and looked impatient, "What's wrong again? Why are you so startled?" But when his eyes fell on the pair of shoes, he was also stunned. He took back the step he had taken, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Li was so anxious that her eyes turned red and tears welled up in her eyes. "Brother Qiang, these are not my shoes! I've waited for so long, but what I got were not my shoes. Who did this?" She stomped her feet as she spoke. The grievance and anger in her heart were like a volcano about to erupt. She became more and more emotional and almost out of control.

Brother Qiang walked forward, took the shoes and looked at them carefully. His face turned gloomy. He brought the shoes to Yan Jiecheng and Liu Guangtian. His eyes were like two cold rays, piercing straight at the two of them. His voice was as cold as ice, and he asked them sternly what was going on.

Yan Jieben was still in shock, and was even more frightened by this sudden situation. The blood color on his face faded instantly, and he became as pale as paper. His eyes moved back and forth between Brother Qiang and the shoes in panic. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and hit the surface of the shoes without him noticing. He shrank back unconsciously, as if he wanted to distance himself from this "source of trouble". He stammered and shouted: "Brother Qiang... Brother Qiang, this, this, this, the shoes are kept by Liu Guangtian. I haven't touched them since I got them!" As he said that, he hurriedly pointed at Liu Guangtian, and his fingertips trembled slightly because of nervousness.

Liu Guangtian was also panicked at this time. His legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground. His eyes widened, his face full of fear and innocence. He waved his hands desperately and defended himself with a crying voice: "Brother Qiang, don't... don't listen to what he says. Although I kept it, I really don't know how it became like this. I have been careful and kept it in a hidden place. Who knows... who knows how it would go wrong." As he spoke, he looked at Yan Jiecheng with a pleading look, hoping that he could say a few good words for him, but Yan Jiecheng was only thinking about severing his relationship as soon as possible and didn't care about him at all.

Liu Guangtian realized that the situation was not good. His eyes rolled around and his brain started working at high speed. Then, he put on a flattering and guilty smile and said hurriedly: "Brother Qiang, it's all my fault for being careless. You see, it was too dark, and when I went to get the shoes, my head was confused and I didn't look carefully, so I took the wrong ones." As he spoke, he raised his hand to wipe the non-existent sweat from his forehead, trying to make his reason sound better, but the flickering eyes and the slightly trembling corners of his mouth still exposed his guilty conscience.

Brother Qiang frowned, his face full of suspicion, his eyes swept over Liu Guangtian's face like a searchlight, and he didn't believe this far-fetched nonsense in his heart. But at this critical moment, he really didn't want to cause any more trouble. Li Weidong was a smart guy. After the failure of the last operation, he must have been more vigilant. If he made a big fuss and attracted Li Weidong's attention, the "grand plan" of stealing new energy vehicle materials would be ruined. Thinking of this, Brother Qiang gritted his teeth, waved his hand impatiently, and squeezed out the words from his teeth: "Humph, don't do anything to me again, you have to get the pair of calfskin shoes back as soon as possible. If something goes wrong again, don't blame me for turning my face against you!"

After hearing this, Liu Guangtian nodded his head like pounding garlic, with a look of gratitude on his face, as if Brother Qiang had given him a great gift. He quickly agreed, "Brother Qiang, don't worry, I'll go right away, without stopping, and I will definitely bring the shoes back intact, and I won't make any mistakes again."

He bent his waist, took a few steps backwards, then turned around and ran away.
Yan Jiecheng and Liu Guangtian ran outside, and only when the overwhelming pressure was completely left behind did they feel the tightness in their chests ease a little. They both let out a long sigh, and their bodies softened as if their muscles and bones were pulled out.

Liu Guangtian raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, smacking his lips with lingering fear, "Jiecheng, this Qiang brother is really a ruthless guy, he pulls out a gun at the slightest provocation. We can't mess with him anymore. How many good guys are there who dare to pull out a gun?" As he said that, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw. He came close to Yan Jiecheng, his face excited, and his voice rose a few notes, "How about we go to the police station and report this matter! Tell us everything at once, so we don't have to worry all day long."

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Upon hearing this, Yan Jiecheng's face suddenly changed. His eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost. He waved his hands hurriedly, and the wrinkles on his forehead were twisted into the shape of a "川" character due to anxiety. "Are you crazy? If we go to the police station, will Brother Qiang let us go? Not to mention his influence in this area, let's just say that I promised to help him steal materials. If this is reported to the police, we will both go to jail and the rest of our lives will be ruined!" As he spoke, he poked Liu Guangtian's chest hard and stared at him with disappointment.

Liu Guangtian was so depressed by these words that he hung his head, his face full of entanglement and helplessness, and he muttered: "But we can't just sit there and wait. Where can I find those shoes? Brother Qiang is not someone who can be fooled. If we can't find them, we will definitely suffer."

Yan Jiecheng gritted his teeth and glared at him fiercely. "No matter what, you have to get the shoes back. This is the top priority. Brother Qiang is so stubborn. If we mess up, he will never let us off easily. Then we will be in big trouble. Don't try to think of other tricks. Just do what he says first, and then think of a way to get out of this mess."

Liu Guangtian agreed, and returned home with a nervous heart. The room was dark, and only Zhang Xiuhua's light snoring rose and fell in the silence. He didn't bother to change his shoes, and ran to the bed in two or three steps, stretched out his hand and pushed Zhang Xiuhua, shouting urgently: "Xiuhua, wake up, don't sleep!"

Zhang Xiuhua was having a sweet dream, but was disturbed by the sudden noise. She frowned, muttered, and turned over, scolding impatiently: "What's wrong with you at this late hour? Can't you just be quiet for a while?" But Liu Guangtian was not willing to give up. He increased the strength of his hand and shook her again, "Don't dawdle, there's something urgent, wake up!"

Zhang Xiuhua then reluctantly opened her eyes and saw Liu Guangtian's anxious face. She woke up instantly and sat up. She rubbed her eyes and asked unhappily, "What's the matter? Why are you in such a hurry?" (End of this chapter)