Chapter 72 I'll fight you to the death!

He couldn't help but think to himself, "Does this system discriminate based on who it targets?"

Are they afraid they won't know how to use the things they've acquired?

I wonder what kind of wicked scheme this system is plotting behind the scenes.

The thought of learning these skills and then being tormented in his dreams made him extremely depressed.

With a dark expression, he mentally selected each of the skills one by one.

After doing all this, he fell into a deep sleep.

He didn't know how long he had been tormented in his dream, but he felt utterly exhausted.

He was eventually awakened by a series of urgent knocks on the door.

Now, the person who comes to knock on the door every day is no longer He Daqing, but Xu Damao.

This kid has become exceptionally proactive and diligent lately.

Because his first set of stance training has already been formally mastered, he is currently learning the second set of stance training.

As soon as He Yuzhu woke up, he felt an overwhelming urge to urinate, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

He quickly got up, dressed, haphazardly slipped on his shoes, and rushed out the door.

It nearly knocked Xu Damao, who was guarding the door, off balance.

Fortunately, Xu Damao had been practicing diligently during this period and had developed a solid foundation in his lower body, which allowed him to regain his footing.

Xu Damao watched He Yuzhu's departing figure and shouted loudly:

"Brother Zhu, what are you rushing off to?"

"I need to pee!"

"Then I'll wait for you in the backyard!"

"understood."

After breakfast, He Yuzhu practiced kung fu with Xu Damao for a while, as usual.

After finishing his morning exercise, He Yuzhu returned home and said to his mother:

"Mother, I need to go out today."

"Where are you going?"

"There's nothing decent to eat at home. I'll go out and see if I can get something good to bring back."

"Where to? To the market?"

"You can't buy anything at the market."

"Are you going to the same place where you bought baby formula last time?"

"Um."

"Then be careful on your journey, and don't bring Da Mao along again."

"Okay, Mom, please keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't sneak behind me."

"Okay, go and call him over, and have him help keep an eye on the rain at our house."

He Yuzhu turned and went out the door, heading towards the backyard, where he called Xu Damao to his home.

He then left the courtyard house alone.

Xu Damao felt increasingly uneasy, and his heart itched with the urge to go out and see what was going on.

"Da Mao, where are you going?"

"Auntie, I'll go see where Brother Zhuzi went."

"No need to go see him, your brother Zhu will be back soon."

You stay at your aunt's house and help her look after Yushui.

"Oh!" Xu Damao replied reluctantly.

As soon as He Yuzhu left the hospital, he headed straight towards Wangfujing Street.

He wanted to go over there to see if the previous turmoil had completely subsided.

He remembered that there were still many foreign trading companies run by Japanese people on that street.

Ever since he pulled off that heist, an idea had been brewing in his mind.

He was going to clean up all the remaining Japanese-owned trading companies, one by one.

Those people from those foreign firms have committed countless heinous crimes on our land.

He absolutely did not intend to let these people escape back to Japan peacefully.

He currently has no ability to access heavily guarded places like military camps and military police headquarters.

But he planned to clean up all the other places he could reach before the Japanese surrendered.

Anyway, after the Japanese were defeated, those things would eventually fall into the hands of the Kuomintang.

The people over there aren't any better either.

When he arrived at Wangfujing Street, he did not see a large number of Japanese soldiers.

However, the number of puppet troops on the streets was significantly higher than usual.

In addition, Japanese patrol teams also began patrolling back and forth on Wangfujing Street.

In the past, these Japanese soldiers would only stand guard in fixed positions during the day and would never patrol the streets in the bustling city.

The Mitsui & Co. building in Courtyard No. 1 has reopened for business.

However, Japanese soldiers were now stationed at the entrance, and anyone who entered had to undergo a thorough search.

He Yuzhu thought to himself, "They're pretty quick."

Should we go in and pull off another heist?

"Forget it, I already took all the good stuff inside. If I really want to make a move, I'll have to wait."

He walked from the south entrance to the north entrance, stopping along the way to eat some street food.

While eating, he discreetly observed the other Japanese trading companies.

It was discovered that every foreign firm was heavily guarded by Japanese soldiers.

His mood immediately plummeted.

There are people guarding it closely during the day, and the security will be even tighter at night, making it extremely difficult to make a move.

However, since he was already there, He Yuzhu didn't intend to leave empty-handed.

On his way back, he bought a Quanjude roast duck, some Liubiju pickles, and a box of Daoxiangcun Beijing-style pastries.

As soon as he stepped out of Wangfujing Street, he quickened his pace and slipped into a quiet alley.

When he emerged from the alley again, his hands were empty; he had put everything into his spatial storage.

On the way back, He Yuzhu walked while pondering to himself.

This place is no longer a good place to start. Are there any other places we can try our luck in?

The key issue is that he's completely unfamiliar with the area and doesn't even have a detailed map.

Being forced to passively wait for the system tasks to refresh is far too passive.

Unable to think of any good solution, he could only turn around and head home.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he found himself carrying a bulging bundle.

The bundle contained a dried chicken, a piece of cured meat, and a string of dried mushrooms.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Jia Zhangshi sitting at the door, sunbathing.

When Jia Zhangshi saw the bundle in his hand, her eyes lit up instantly.

"Zhu Zi, what's in your bundle? Let me see."

As she spoke, Jia Zhangshi stood up and quickly walked towards He Yuzhu.

Before the person even got close, their hand was already outstretched impatiently.

"Aunt Zhang, what are you doing?"

He Yuzhu quickly took two steps back and shouted at the same time.

He didn't want to get entangled with this unreasonable old woman any longer.

He shouted this specifically so that his mother inside the house could hear.

"You silly child, I just wanted to see what you brought back."

Despite her bloated and obese body, which resembled a vat, Jia Zhangshi continued to relentlessly move closer to He Yuzhu.

"I don't need to report to you what I brought back, do I?"

He Yuzhu kept dodging backward, refusing to let her get any closer.

"Zhu Zi, tell me honestly, did you go out to steal something?"

Why do I smell a salted fish odor in the air?

Jia Zhangshi sniffed hard, and then reached out to snatch the bundle from He Yuzhu's hand.

At this critical moment, the door of the He family's house was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

Chen Shuxiang stormed out of the house in a huff, with Xu Damao following closely behind.

"Zhang Ruhua, what nonsense are you spouting here?"

Chen Shuxiang rebuked him sternly.

"I didn't do anything. I just saw Zhuzi coming back from outside, carrying a bundle in his hand."

I'm afraid he'll pick up bad habits outside and secretly take other people's things.

What if the owner comes looking for the lost item? How will that end?

I thought I'd help check it out, and if they really stole something, I'd return it to them as soon as possible.

I could clearly smell the salted fish.

Jia Zhangshi shamelessly defended her behavior.

Chen Shuxiang was perfectly aware of the filthy thoughts lurking in her mind.

Having suffered such a great loss from themselves before, and unable to gain any advantage from the adults, they wanted to make up for it by targeting the children.

Now they even dare to accuse her own son of stealing; how could she possibly swallow this insult?

"Was I too lenient with you before, Zhang Ruhua?"

Your son learned petty theft from you, and you dare to falsely accuse my son, Zhuzi, of stealing? Huh?

"Snapped!"

A crisp, resounding slap left Jia Zhangshi stunned, unable to recover for a long time.

"Chen Shuxiang, you dare hit me? I'll fight you to the death!"

With her body as thick as a vat, Jia Zhangshi twisted and used a wild boar thrust to charge at Chen Shuxiang.

As soon as she lifted her foot to take a step, Chen Shuxiang grabbed her hair tightly.

Immediately following, a series of crisp, loud slaps landed hard on her face.

"I'll teach you to slander Zhu Zi for stealing!"

I'll teach you to steal my eggs!

I'll make sure your Dongxu corrupts my Zhuzi!

I'll teach you to be shameless!

I'll let you...

Chen Shuxiang couldn't think of any more words of rebuke, and only focused on venting her anger by hitting him hard.

"Ah, ah, ah! Dongxu, what are you still doing hiding at home!"

"Hurry up and come out to help your mother!"

While Jia Zhangshi cried out in anguish, she flailed her arms wildly, trying to scratch Chen Shuxiang.

Looking at her long, dark fingernails, Chen Shuxiang felt nauseous.

Afraid of being scratched by those dirty fingernails, she released her grip on her hair and kicked Jia Zhangshi hard in the hip.

Jia Zhangshi was kicked so hard that she fell flat on her face.

Chen Shuxiang looked down at her hands and felt a sticky, uncomfortable sensation on her palms.

The thought that it was oil stains from Jia Zhangshi's head made her gag a few times.

Jia Zhangshi struggled to her feet, her hair disheveled and her appearance utterly wretched.

She wiped her face haphazardly with her hand, only to find her hand covered in blood.

Upon seeing the bright red bloodstains on her hands, Jia Zhangshi suddenly went mad, screaming and shouting:

"Chen Shuxiang, you're bullying us! Your He family is bullying us so much! Ahhh!"

She screamed wildly as she charged at Chen Shuxiang again.

But halfway there, she suddenly turned around and pounced on He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu sneered inwardly, "Well, this old hag actually knows how to use a feint."