Spring Full Courtyard: Starting from the Researcher

　　No way, he doesn't listen to himself at all.

　　Yu Haitang stomped her feet in a hurry, but there was nothing she could do.

　　At this time, she felt someone pulling her from behind.

　　It was He Yushun.

　　"Hey, what are you thinking about keeping me behind? You're a girl's family, so why don't you just stay behind the man."

　　He Yushun said with a smile, the confidence in his eyes didn't seem to put Yang Weimin in his eyes at all.

　　After hearing this, Yu Haitang's favorability for He Yushun had risen to a new level, but she was still very worried.

　　"Brother Yushun, don't be brave...he has a guy in his hand." Yu Haitang reminded.

　　He Yushun is bare-handed. If he really fights, he will definitely suffer.

　　but.

　　What she didn't know was.

　　As He Yuzhu's younger brother, He Yushun learned a few tricks from his eldest brother when he was a child.

　　These hands are not ordinary.

　　Want to know what grade He Yuzhu is in the compound?

　　The proper one is the Siheyuan God of War, which no one can match.

　　Whether it is Xu Damao or Liu Guangfu and Liu Guangzhong, which one has not been beaten by He Yuzhu?

　　Otherwise, why would someone like Xu Damao only dare to speak ill of He Yuzhu behind his back?

　　Just for fear of being beaten!

　　Therefore, He Yushun, who has learned a few hands from He Yuzhu, can actually be regarded as a good one.

　　Not to mention, when He Yushun was in college, he even learned a bit of free kick.

　　This is professional skill.

　　Compared with the rogue-like straight punch and straight legs of the elder brother He Yuzhu, it is much more powerful.

　　It is for these two reasons that He Yushun also has a certain degree of confidence in the face of Yang Weimin who took a brick.

　　"Haitang, take off your coat and give it to me."

　　He Yushun stared at Yang Weimin who was gradually leaning towards him, and said to Yu Haitang.

　　Yu Haitang was stunned for a while at first, but she quickly followed suit, taking off the cotton jacket from her body and handing it to He Yushun.

　　It's much easier to do with this.

　　He Yushun wrapped the cotton jacket around his right hand, which looked like a boxer's boxing gloves.

　　then.

　　His eyes watched Yang Weimin's every move, and the steps under his feet began to move.

　　As the saying goes, teach boxing but not steps, teach step and beat master.

　　In free fighting, what really can see a person's level is not his punching power and speed, but his pace.

　　A good pace can greatly improve a person's actual combat ability.

　　at this time.

　　If there are professional fighters here, it can be seen that although He Yushun's pace is not top-notch, it can definitely be regarded as the upper level.

　　It is enough to deal with a drunkard like Yang Weimin.

　　opposite.

　　Seeing He Yushun swaying in front of him, Yang Weimin felt that his head seemed to be covered with a piece of Hulun Buir prairie, with thousands of horses galloping on it.

　　"Fuck you!"

　　Yang Weimin walked to He Yushun, lifted the brick in his hand, and smashed it on He Yushun's head.

　　This time it's tough.

　　If it is true, the concussion will be mild.

　　but.

　　Although Yang Weimin's strength was great, his speed was not fast when he was drunk.

　　In the eyes of He Yushun, who is always watching his movements, it can even be said that it is a very slow slow motion.

　　It was easy for He Yushun to dodge this, and then a straight punch, not a fist wrapped in a cotton jacket, rushed directly towards Yang Weimin's face.

　　"Click."

　　He Yushun could feel the sound of the broken nasal bone.

　　This time, it is estimated that Yang Weimin can be slowed down for a month.

　　only.

　　After being punched like this, Yang Weimin felt pain, but because his nerves had been paralyzed by alcohol, he didn't feel too strongly.

　　So he just reached out and touched a nosebleed, and then he raised the brick and rushed up.

　　The result is still the same.

　　Before he got close to He Yushun, he was kicked into the chest by a flying kick.

　　He Yushun's strength was not light, and he directly kicked Yang Weimin to the wall of the compound.

　　This is not enough.

　　He Yushun punched him in the stomach again.

　　Neither light nor heavy.

　　The intensity is controlled to the extent that it will not cause serious internal injuries, but it can temporarily disable Yang Weimin's ability to move.

　　With a wow, Yang Weimin spit out a mouthful of bitter water.

　　Obviously, He Yushun's punch caused him a lot of pain.

　　But there is no way.

　　Whoever asks people to raise their hands is a brick, so ruthless, if He Yushun can't make a heavy hand, he will be the one who will fall.

　　Yu Haitang walked to He Yushun's side with a pale face, looked at Yang Weimin who was lying on the ground, and stretched out his hand tremblingly to grab He Yushun's hand.

　　cold.

　　This was He Yushun's first feeling.

　　He didn't break free from Yu Haitang's hand.

　　At this time, he knew that Yu Haitang was scared, so he wanted to reassure her.

　　Yu Haitang's hands were very cold, and it seemed that she was really frightened.

　　He Yushun smiled at her, took off the cotton jacket from his hand, shook it twice in the air, and then helped her put it on again.

　　"He... is he all right?"

　　Yu Haitang looked at Yang Weimin who was lying on the ground screaming and asked.

　　She was not worried about Yang Weimin's injury, but about He Yushun.

　　What happened just now was entirely caused by her.

　　Now He Yushun beat Yang Weimin in order to help her. If something happened to him, He Yushun would definitely be punished.

　　Therefore, what she was worried about was actually He Yushun.

　　Seeing He Yushun frowning, Yu Haitang knew that he might have misunderstood, and quickly explained: "I'm worried that you will be punished... He's a scumbag, and I'm not worried about him at all."

　　Hearing this, He Yushun raised his brows.

　　Otherwise, if she helped Yu Haitang in her early days, but she was still worried about her in the end, wouldn't she be meddling with her own business?

　　He Yushun was relieved after hearing her say that.

　　"It's alright, I'm holding back. There's nothing wrong. It hurts for a few days at most... By the way, his nose needs to go to the hospital."

　　He Yushun said, the clouds are light and the wind is light.

　　Here, He Yushun and Yang Weimin made such a big noise, and the people in the compound were naturally alarmed.

　　The first person to come out was naturally Yan Bugui, the third grandfather who lived in the front yard.

　　He walked outside the compound and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, not knowing what was going on.

　　As a result, when he lowered his head, he saw a man lying beside his feet, still a man with blood dripping from his face, and he jumped up in fright.

　　"Mom, what's going on?"

　　The third master looked at Yang Weimin, who was lying on the ground, and at He Yushun and Yu Haitang, and asked in shock.

　　He Yushun shook his head and said nothing.

　　This is Yu Haitang's private matter, and he can't tell.

　　At this time, Yan Jiefang and his wife Yu Li also came out.

　　Seeing Yang Weimin on the ground, Yu Li was taken aback.

　　"Isn't this Yang Weimin?"

　　Yu Li wondered, then looked up at Yu Haitang who was standing beside He Yushun, and suddenly said, "He found this place?"

　　Yu Haitang nodded with a pale face.

　　Hearing what Yu Li said, the third master, Yan Bugui, still had a little idea, and asked the eldest son beside him.

　　"This is the Yang Weimin who stalked Li's sister... ... Said that Yu Li's sister wanted to break up with him, he didn't agree, so he kept stalking Yu Li's sister , I didn't expect to find it here."

　　Hearing this, the third master understood the cause of the matter.

　　But now, after figuring out who was lying on the ground, the eyes of the three were all focused on He Yushun and Yu Haitang.

　　The eyes of the third master turned around on the two of them, as if thinking about the relationship between the two.