Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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You should know that Dafei was his most capable and top henchman, and had experienced countless fierce battles before, but had never suffered such a crushing defeat.

Who could have imagined that I would be so easily defeated by a man who just came from the mainland?

At this moment, Dafei felt as if a giant truck was crashing into him head-on, and his internal organs were violently shaken, causing him unbearable pain.

He struggled to open his mouth, trying to say something, but what came out of his mouth was not words, but streams of bright red blood.

Du Feihu's face instantly turned extremely ferocious and terrifying, like a fierce beast that had suffered a serious injury and was furious.

You have to understand, he's a tough guy who's been roaming around Causeway Bay for years. He's always the one who makes others suffer, never before has he suffered such a huge loss!

His once handsome face was now contorted with rage, his facial muscles trembling uncontrollably, each muscle seemingly expressing the burning fury and extreme anger within him.

The feeling of being publicly humiliated was worse than death for him. At this moment, all he could think about was to take immediate revenge and make the guy who dared to offend him pay a heavy price!

What just happened happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that it caught him off guard and didn't even give him a moment to react.

However, after a brief moment of shock, Du Feihu regained his composure and immediately realized that he absolutely could not confront He Yuzhu head-on alone. After all, the underworld doesn't have a rule about fighting alone.

Their motto has always been to bully the weak with numbers; whoever has the strongest fists and the most brothers can make a name for themselves in the underworld.

Thinking of this, Du Feihu waved his hand without hesitation, and the burly men who had come with him immediately understood and drew their gleaming machetes from their waists.

These people were all capable henchmen under Du Feihu. Although they might not be as good as Da Fei, who was known as the "God of War" in the martial arts world, even the weakest of them had already entered the realm of internal strength and their skills were first-class.

Accompanied by a deafening shout of battle, the group of burly men, wielding machetes, charged menacingly toward He Yuzhu.

Faced with so many skilled enemies attacking at the same time, Du Feihu's lips curled into a cruel sneer. He didn't believe that He Yuzhu could turn the tide in the face of such an overwhelming advantage!

A cold smile crept across He Yuzhu's lips as he said mockingly:

"What a fool! He's just asking for death!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure moved as fast as lightning, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch his true trajectory.

All those present could see was a blurry afterimage that instantly disappeared into the dense crowd.

It should be noted that the power contained in He Yuzhu's every move is terrifying, amounting to a thousand pounds! If such power were to strike someone without reservation, the consequences would be unimaginable, resulting in either death or serious injury.

Therefore, he always uses his powerful strength with great care and caution in his daily life.

However, even though he was burning with anger, he still maintained a certain degree of restraint and showed mercy.

Those burly men held gleaming, imposing machetes, their blades flashing and crisscrossing in the air, creating a chilling sight.

But for He Yuzhu, a veteran of countless battles, these seemingly fierce attacks couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

In the blink of an eye, He Yuzhu swiftly darted from one end of the crowd to the other like a gust of wind.

Seven or eight burly men dropped the machetes they were gripping and collapsed to the ground in agony.

Some of them tightly hugged their injured arms, while others desperately covered their bleeding thighs with both hands, uttering pitiful cries incessantly.

The once noisy and chaotic scene instantly fell silent, leaving only the groans of the injured and the astonishment of the onlookers.

Huang Zhiru, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed, her face filled with shock.

She only knew that her boss was an excellent cook and had the privilege of tasting his dishes a few times. Every dish was a delicacy that left her with a lasting impression.

In addition, she knew that her boss was extremely proficient in all kinds of mechanical equipment and could easily manufacture high-precision lathes and other precision instruments.

But she never expected that her boss would have such amazing skills and extraordinary fighting abilities.

No one expected that the boss, who usually seemed gentle and focused on his work, actually possessed extraordinary skills and was a hidden martial arts master!

In that split second, he moved like a ghost among the gangsters, his fists and palms clashing, his moves sharp and precise.

In the blink of an eye, those originally fierce and aggressive thugs all collapsed to the ground, groaning in pain.

"You...you actually knocked them all to the ground so easily?"

He Yuzhu asked with a surprised smile, his words revealing his admiration for his boss's skills.

Huang Zhirou seemed to be shocked by the scene before her, and it took her a while to come back to her senses.

She nodded vigorously, then generously gave the boss a thumbs-up, praising him:

"Boss, you're amazing! I had no idea you had such superb martial arts skills!"

As she spoke, her captivating eyes shone with adoration, as if the person standing before her was not an ordinary boss, but a superhero.

Wilton, standing to the side, was already dumbfounded. He never expected that such a powerful and capable man would suddenly appear next to Huang Zhirou.

Recalling when Huang Zhirou first introduced him, she clearly said that this person was just her colleague, but in the blink of an eye, he transformed into her boss.

What Wilton regretted even more was that when the danger struck, instead of bravely stepping forward to help solve the problem, he cowered behind the crowd, too afraid to make a sound.

Now, not only have I lost face in front of Huang Zhirou, but my chances of successfully pursuing her are likely to be greatly reduced.

Thinking about this, Wilton felt a mix of emotions, like a jumbled mess of feelings. He was filled with regret and felt that the distance between himself and his goddess was growing ever wider.

Meanwhile, Liang Ming, Cao Huiyang, Ke Yixue, Zhou Rong, and the others were also dumbfounded, staring at the unbelievable scene before them, their mouths agape, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

Not long ago, He Yuzhu, who was always ridiculed as a country bumpkin, actually single-handedly defeated a group of fierce and arrogant gangsters, leaving them utterly defeated and in a sorry state!

The thought of how he had just mocked He Yuzhu filled Liang Ming with fear and unease.

At this moment, He Yuzhu looked like a god of war, walking slowly towards this side with steady and powerful steps.

Upon seeing this, the group of women who had been gathered together were terrified and scattered in all directions, screaming, leaving only an empty sofa behind.

He Yuzhu plopped down on the sofa without any hesitation, facing Du Feihu with an air of dominance, as if he were a king ruling the world.

Then, a chilling smile crept across his lips as he asked softly:

"So, Du Feihu, do you still think I can't afford to mess with you?"

At this moment, Du Feihu was so frightened that his face turned ashen, and his scalp tingled.

His usually fierce, dead fish eyes were now fixed on the seemingly ordinary young man in front of him—He Yuzhu.

However, at this moment, He Yuzhu seemed to have become an insurmountable mountain in his eyes, pressing down on him so much that he could hardly breathe.

Du Feihu just couldn't understand it. His most elite and capable henchmen were all ruthless characters with real skills!

Even the weakest among them is a master with hidden strength, capable of carving out his own territory and becoming a local overlord if he were sent out into the world.

Yet this powerful team was completely powerless against He Yuzhu alone, and was instantly defeated!

Moreover, judging from He Yuzhu's appearance, he is very young. Where did he learn such extraordinary skills?

Fortunately, he had been wandering the martial world for many years and had experienced countless life-and-death trials, so he had long been accustomed to this life of danger and uncertainty.

Despite his anger at the arrogant Du Feihu, he did not lose his composure.

Du Feihu's lips curled into a contemptuous smile as he provocatively said:

"You...don't be so arrogant! This is Causeway Bay, not a place for you to run wild! Besides, so what if you're good at fighting? Do you think you can outrun a bullet?"

At this point, Du Feihu became even more smug, as if victory was assured, and continued to mock:

"What kind of era is this? Do you still believe in that outdated idea that whoever has the bigger fist is right? There are countless people who are more skilled than you in martial arts. Some of them are lying in hospital beds right now, needing others to serve them even their meals!"

In fact, Du Feihu's martial arts skills were not outstanding; he had only reached the Ming Jin level.

However, this man was quick-witted and cunning, and with his silver tongue, he successfully won over Dafei and a group of his underlings to serve him.

Seeing that He Yuzhu remained unmoved, he further threatened and bribed him:

"You are indeed quite capable in a fight, but don't forget, this is Hong Kong! With just a flick of my finger or a phone call, I can send you to jail and make you suffer. Young man, you seem to have some skills. Instead of struggling alone, why not work for me? As long as you obey, I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury and wealth, eating fish and meat every day."

As he spoke, he pointed to the group of brightly dressed women huddled in the corner and chuckled frivolously:

"You can have as many women as you want, pick and choose as you please, and change them at will."

Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu's eyes widened in anger, and he cursed inwardly: What a despicable and shameless fellow! He actually dares to threaten me with underhanded tactics and the power of the government!

He Yuzhu said with a forced smile:

"Do you believe I can make sure you never see the sun rise tomorrow?"

"you..."

Du Feihu looked at the man in front of him, then at the group of people he had knocked to the ground, and finally felt fear in his heart.

Yes, He Yuzhu has such formidable skills that if he were to harbor murderous intent, a single, sudden attack could take his own life.

What good will all that money do by then? Who knows who will benefit?

He Yuzhu said, "Let them leave first, and we'll settle our score later!"

Du Feihu wasn't in the mood to stand up for Boss Wei right now; his priority was dealing with He Yuzhu's problem. After thinking for a moment, he said:

"Fine, I'll give you face and let these people get lost first."

He Yuzhu turned to Huang Zhirou and the others and said, "You guys go first!"

Upon hearing that they could leave, Liang Ming and his companions were overjoyed and immediately scrambled out.

Huang Zhiru did not leave immediately, but shook her head: "Boss, I'll go with you."

He Yuzhu shouted, "Don't stay here and bother me, get out of here!"

Huang Zhirou hesitated for a moment before turning away with some reluctance.

At first, I was a little anxious and wanted to stay with the boss, but I quickly realized that if I stayed, I would only be a burden.

After everyone left, He Yuzhu felt relieved. He wasn't worried about himself, but he was worried about hurting Huang Zhirou.