Rebirth of the Forbidden City: The Troublemaker in the Courtyard

Chapter 371: Meet Again at Shen District Square

Ning Yuan and his friends were leading the way on bicycles, while the delivery driver on a tricycle followed behind them.

This tricycle really saved Ning Yuan and his team a lot of trouble.

The mountain products brought back from the Qinling Mountains were directly thrown into this tricycle.

Their carry-on luggage, cigarettes bought on the first floor of the mall, and a few radios bought on the third floor were also placed inside.

Although this approach is inappropriate, no one can say anything. After all, the other party is a big customer and bringing some things is just a matter of convenience.

This has happened before, it's not worth getting hung up on.

So when he saw that the tricycle driver just smiled innocently, Ning Yuan smiled and nodded without saying anything more.

It would be a pleasure to give such a loyal and honest man a few extra dollars as a fee for his errands!

From Wangfujing Department Store, pass Qianmen Dashilan, and walk a little further, you will enter Baiwanzhuang.

Once you enter Baiwanzhuang and turn the corner along the street, you will reach the Shen District Square.

When Ning Yuan and the others arrived, they saw seven or eight guys gathered in the square, cursing at them.

They also pushed and kicked a boy in front of them who looked about the same age as them, about fourteen or fifteen years old.

Fatty Fan took a quick glance but didn't pay much attention to it. He continued riding his bike forward.

Zhong Yuemin and Ning Yuan looked at each other, then smiled and shook their heads, turned the handlebars, changed direction, and rode directly towards the guys.

“Ding-ling-ling~~~~!!”

A shrill sound of bicycle bells rang out behind the group of boys.

The seven or eight guys were frightened and quickly dodged to the side.

When they turned around, they saw that it was an older young man who had bumped into them on a bicycle. They immediately became furious.

A dark-skinned, medium-sized guy walked up to Zhong Yuemin and grabbed the handlebars of his bicycle.

Then he looked at Zhong Yuemin angrily and started yelling at him.

"Are you fucking blind? You can't see anyone and you just bump into them! Do you know how to ride a bike? If you can't, just leave it there!"

As soon as he finished speaking, six or seven guys around him surrounded him with defiant eyes and ready to fight.

Zhong Yuemin walked around and laughed out loud.

"Hey kid, you're from that courtyard, you have a small head but a big mouth!"

"Who the hell do you care about my yard? Get off your bike quickly and don't force us to do anything!"

The dark and strong young man waved his hand impatiently and said.

Zhong Yuemin's expression changed then. He looked at the young man outside the crowd who had just been pushed and kicked by them, and then ignored the people around him.

After shouting at him, he waved to him.

"Come on, little brother, come here!"

"Hey! I'm talking to you, damn it! I--ah hey--!"

The dark and strong young man who was holding the handlebars of Zhong Yuemin's bicycle saw that Zhong Yuemin did not respond to him, but instead waved at the son of the stinky old ninth brother who had returned from abroad. He immediately became angry and punched Zhong Yuemin in the chest.

But with his level, how could he possibly hurt Zhong Yuemin?

He was originally waving, but when he saw the boy punching him, Zhong Yuemin pressed down with his left hand and knocked away the punch.

Then he stretched out his right hand, grabbed the boy's hair, and pressed him hard on the handlebars of the bicycle.

"Who the hell are you with?! Is there no one to discipline you at home?"

Zhong Yuemin didn't need to exert much strength to deal with this young man.

He patted the boy's face a few times, neither too hard nor too light.

"Fuck you! Where the hell are you from? Do you know who my brother is? Just wait, I'll bring some men and kill your whole family!"

Zhong Yuemin didn't take it seriously at first. He just wanted to intervene because he saw that someone was not happy.

But this kid's words made Zhong Yuemin's face change.

Then he clenched his left hand into a fist and punched the boy in the face.

"Bang! Bang!"

"boom!"

Three punches in one room made the boy bleed from his mouth.

As soon as he opened his mouth, several broken teeth fell out.

"I'm going to fuck you! Fuck you!"

This kid dared to curse, so Zhong Yuemin grabbed his neck with his right hand and lifted him up from the handlebars.

Then he threw down his bicycle and kicked him hard in the chest.

Ning Yuan and Ning Wei, the brothers, knew best how powerful Zhong Yuemin's attack was.

The boy's feet were kicked off the ground and flew backwards like a cannonball.

It really flew backwards!

After kicking him four or five meters away, the boy collapsed to the ground.

Even so, Zhong Yuemin still felt unsatisfied, so he reached out and grabbed a handful of food from his chest. Then, looking down, he discovered that he had thrown his shoulder bag onto the tricycle.

After shaking his head, he looked around, picked up half a brick from the ground and walked towards the boy.

Now, the six or seven guys around couldn't stay any longer and immediately stood in front of Zhong Yuemin.

Ning Yuan had a feeling something was wrong when he saw Zhong Yuemin attacking the dark and strong young man, so he told Meng Qing to stay here and not move.

Then he took Ning Wei and Fatty Fan and rushed over on his bike.

"What's going on, Leapman!"

Ning Yuan came over and asked with some confusion.

"What's wrong, buddy? Why are you using such heavy hands against these brats?"

Fatty Fan also stood between Zhong Yuemin and the six or seven guys. After glancing at them with disdain, he turned his head and looked at Zhong Yuemin and asked.

Little Ning Wei said nothing, but stood silently between the two groups, looking at the six or seven young men who were probably a little older than him.

Zhong Yuemin looked at the people in front of him before he realized what was going on and shook his head.

"Hey, it's nothing, just a little bastard who doesn't know how to control his words. It's been a long time since I taught him a lesson. Now he's just getting excited and can't stop!"

Ning Yuan smiled helplessly, then patted Zhong Yuemin on the shoulder and said.

"You're just too full to bother with these little brats! Okay, enough teaching them a lesson, let's go!"

Fatty Fan also laughed and mocked Zhong Yuemin.

No one took the six or seven guys opposite seriously.

Just when Ningyuan, Zhong Yuemin and the others turned around.

Two of the guys suddenly asked.

"Damn it, you want to leave after beating someone up? Don't you dare tell me where you live?"

"Wait for me, I'll call someone over!"

Ning Yuan looked back at these ignorant little bastards, then gave Ning Wei a look.

"Be gentle!"

"Hey! Okay, brother!"

Little Ning Wei grinned and pounced towards the people in front of him.