Siheyuan: Started in 1950, third-level cook

Chapter 1164 Who are you?



Chapter 1164 Who are you?

As the footsteps grew closer, Ning Wei, who was crouching at the stairwell, couldn't help but swallow hard.

Although he swore to kill the little bastard to avenge his brother, Ning Wei was still very nervous when the time came.

It wasn't that I was nervous because the little rascal was ruthless in killing, but rather that I was worried that if I failed to take him down this time, it would be much more difficult to avenge my brother in the future.

Even a fool could see that the little rascal who escaped this time would definitely leave Beijing overnight. Where would we find him then?

Calm down, calm down!

This time I'm sure I'll beat that little bastard to a pulp!

Ning Wei shook his head, gripped the half-brick in his hand tightly, and focused all his attention on listening to the little rascal's footsteps as he went downstairs.

coming!

Just two or three seconds later, footsteps approached the first floor.

At this moment, the little rascal had no intention of getting entangled with Zhong Yuemin and Zhang Haiyang, so he took off running down the street, while also keeping an eye out for the people chasing after him.

"You little bastard, prepare to die!"

Ning Wei roared and suddenly rushed out of the shadows, swinging the half-brick in his hand and smashing it over.

He put all his strength into this blow, and smashed it on the little rascal's head.

Ok?

Before the little rascal could react, he was hit squarely on the head with a brick.

Unfortunately, Ning Wei is still a kid at this age. Even with his full swing, he only managed to hit the little rascal's shoulder. Plus, he wasn't strong enough, so the little rascal just let out a muffled groan.

"And who the hell are you?"

The rascal grabbed the knife and slashed Ning Wei's chest, then kicked him hard before running away.

hiss......

Ning Wei, who had been stabbed, gasped and looked down at the blood seeping from his wound. Instead of being afraid, he seemed excited. Ignoring the pain, he lunged at the little rascal.

"I am your father!"

"Fuck you!"

In terms of fighting, Ning Wei is now on a completely different level from the little rascal. Not only did he fail to tackle the little rascal, but he also got kicked in the face.

"Ning Wei, watch out!"

Zhang Haiyang had caught up by then, and when he saw Ning Wei lying on the ground, his heart skipped a beat.

"You three just wait!"

The little rascal didn't bother with Zhang Haiyang and continued running outside with the knife in his hand.

Once outside the courtyard, Zhong Yuemin and Zhang Haiyang completely lost track of the little rascal.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Haiyang angrily slammed the short stick in his hand to the ground: "That bastard is too damn cunning. He actually smashed the light bulb first. Otherwise, the two of us would have taken him down."

Then, she looked at Zhong Yuemin beside her and asked, "Are you alright?"

The little bastard's knife was fast and accurate, but Zhong Yuemin was able to grit his teeth and catch up, so the problem shouldn't be serious.

Zhong Yuemin shook his head, clutching his wound. He had been chasing after people with sheer willpower, but now that willpower had faded and the pain from his wound made him too ashamed to speak.

"Brother Yuemin, it's my fault for being useless and letting that little rascal get away!"

Zhong Yuemin looked at Ning Wei, who had been slashed, and asked through gritted teeth, "How deep is the cut?"

Ning Wei shook his head indifferently: "It's nothing, it doesn't hurt."

"Brother, what do we do now? What if that little rascal runs away from Beijing tonight?"

Ning Wei wasn't worried about his wounds at all; he was only worried about whether the little rascal would choose to run away or find another place to hide.

If I run away, I'm afraid I'll never be able to avenge my brother in this lifetime.

Zhong Yuemin thought about it. He couldn't quite figure out the little rascal's temper now, but if it were before, he would definitely hold a grudge against him and Zhang Haiyang and would have to get revenge no matter what.

But now even the police are looking for him, so no matter how arrogant the little bastard is, he won't dare to show his face for a while, let alone seek revenge.

Just as he was about to tell Ning Wei that he didn't know either, a person suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Let's go find Kuiyong!"

Looking for Kuiyong?

Upon hearing this, Zhang Haiyang couldn't help but frown. In his opinion, Kui Yong was more inclined to favor the little rascal, otherwise he wouldn't have secretly sent food to the little rascal behind Zhong Yuemin's back.

Can he tell us?

"Whether it's possible or not, we have to ask!" Zhong Yuemin's attitude was very firm. At present, asking Kui Yong for information was the only opportunity.

Whether it works or not, we have to give it a try.

What if we can find out something?

Got it!

Seeing Zhong Yuemin's appearance, Zhang Haiyang didn't say anything more, picked up Ning Wei, and followed Zhong Yuemin to Kui Yong's house.

At this moment, Kui Yong was grumbling as he repaired the window, quite surprised by the sudden arrival of Zhong Yuemin and his two companions.

"Zhong Yuemin, what happened...you're injured?"

Kui Yong had sharp eyes and immediately spotted the wounds on Zhong Yuemin's body.

"Yes, it was that little bastard who did it; I almost died at his hands."

Zhong Yuemin didn't beat around the bush with Kui Yong and said directly, "We just found where the little rascal was hiding, but unfortunately he got away."

"Kuiyong, if you still consider me a buddy, tell me where that little bastard is right now!"

"If you don't want to talk about it, then pretend I was never here!"

Zhong Yuemin was already very dissatisfied with Kui Yong's cover-up of the scoundrel, and now that the scoundrel had stabbed him in the back, he directly told Kui Yong to make a statement: if he continued to cover up the scoundrel, the two of them would go their separate ways from now on.

Kui Yong glanced at the three of them and said with some difficulty, "Yuemin, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that you two just had a fight with that little rascal, how am I supposed to know where he is now?"

"The city of Beijing is so big, with so many alleys. You can just hide anywhere and even the King of Heaven himself wouldn't be able to find you. Sigh, I'd say you shouldn't bother looking anymore. He's probably already run out of the city by now."

Kui Yong didn't lie to Zhong Yuemin, but he didn't know where the little rascal was at the moment. He could be under a bridge, in a concrete pipe, or he could be on his way out of Beijing.

“Fine, I won’t make things difficult for you!” Zhong Yuemin stared at Kui Yong, feeling that the other party was probably not lying, so he continued to ask, “Tell me where the little rascal might be hiding, and I’ll go look for him one by one.”

It is said that a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and a troublemaker like this must have a fixed hiding place.

Otherwise, given the brat's arrogant behavior, he would have been killed long ago.

"this......"

Seeing that Kui Yong hesitated and refused to speak, Zhang Haiyang rolled his eyes and said directly, "Kui Yong, I won't lie to you. The reason we were able to find that little rascal was all thanks to you leading the way. He must hate you to death now."

"They might be plotting how to stab you in the back. If you don't want your family to get hurt, just tell us where that little bastard is!"

Um? ?

Upon hearing Zhang Haiyang's words, Kui Yong instantly understood.

No wonder the little rascal was so well hidden, yet Zhong Yuemin still managed to find him; he must have followed my lead!


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