Rebirth of the Forbidden City: The Troublemaker in the Courtyard

Chapter 520: Digging the Cellar

Ning Yuan and the others didn't have the heart to curse with them. They had originally returned to Sijiu City to deal with some people, so a few of them wouldn't make a difference.

Fatty Fan looked at the twenty or so people rushing towards him without any fear. Instead, he grinned somewhat ferociously and went forward with a short stick in hand.

Ning Yuan and the others had the same reaction.

After a series of fights in the mountain valley, they had become much more sophisticated than when they were fooling around and trying to show off in the old city.

Just do it, don't talk nonsense.

The attack is to hit the place where the opponent can instantly lose his combat effectiveness.

Fatty Fan ran head-on into the tall and strong young leader. After waving his stick to block the short stick coming from the opposite side, he swung his left fist and hit the young man in the face.

There were two young men in worker uniforms who had followed suit and also swung their sticks at Fatty Fan.

However, they were hitting Fatty Fan on the back of his arms, which was no big deal for him, so he didn't even bother to block it. After all, it was not a knife.

After a solid punch hit the young man opposite in the face, the young man was knocked off his feet.

Even the tall and strong body couldn't withstand Fatty Fan's attack.

After Ning Yuan and the others came over, they each swung their weapons hard at the people in front of them, leaving them no chance to fight back.

The tall and strong leading youth was hit by a punch and staggered to the side. Before he could react, the short stick in the fat man's hand hit his head.

This stick was hit with great force and there was no way to dodge it.

After being hit hard on the head, he began to stagger and could not stand steadily. A hot stream slowly flowed down his face. He knew it was blood without even looking.

He had no room to fight back, but Fatty Fan obviously had no intention of stopping. He swung another stick and knocked him to the ground completely. Then he attacked the others ruthlessly.

Ning Yuan and his men were no slower than Fatty Fan. These guys hadn't fought anyone with real weapons for a long time.

They spend the whole day in the mountains, and at most they just do hunting. This time, everyone is holding back their energy.

All of these guys are tall and strong. Even Zoucheng, who was originally a little thin, has become a lot stronger after eating well for the past ten months.

Almost all of them had the same build as their leading young man, and they attacked with swift and ferocious force.

These twenty or so young men from the factory were beaten to pieces almost at the first sight.

Ning Yuan, Zou Cheng and others were quick on their feet and did not even let go of those who tried to escape. Together with the seven or eight people before, a total of thirty-four people lay neatly on the ground. That was the end of it.

To be honest, it didn't take much effort. In less than ten minutes, they had already defeated people who had nearly three times their number.

This kind of combat power is indeed much stronger than before.

Ning Yuan originally planned to find one or two sober people and ask them what was going on, but before he could find anyone, he was reminded by Zou Cheng who was standing next to him.

"Ningyuan, let's go, hurry up!"

Everyone around him also looked towards the east side of the train.

There was a burst of shouting from the other side. Ning Yuan stood up and took a look, and also felt that it was troublesome.

There were actually another thirty or forty people, dressed similarly to them, running towards this side.

But coming from that side, there are still six or seven tracks to cross, and the distance is not short, so they have time to react.

Ning Yuan thought about it and realized that something was wrong. He simply stopped asking any questions and shouted to his brothers.

"Let's go, brothers. Let's not waste time here with them!"

After saying that, he decisively picked up his weapon and ran towards the exit with many brothers.

Something is indeed amiss. Why are there so many workers in this station? And it seems they are participating in patrol.

Just now, those people seemed to be talking about searching or something before they took action.

Ning Yuan vaguely felt that this group of people might be related to the people in the isolation center that his parents met.

This is not difficult to guess. Both sides have given clues, so we can probably figure it out.

So, after Ning Yuan and his brothers left the train station, they went straight to his house in the alley outside the station.

Their bicycles were still piled there. In fact, in the image of Fatty Fan and his friends, the cellar there still contained the guns they had stored when they left.

When they left Fang Village this time, they did not openly carry guns.

However, Ning Yuan directly collected all the guns that were originally intended to be transported to Chen Liangzi in Hong Kong Island into his own space at Zhang Desheng's place.

This is really making the most of it!

This time, things in Sijiu City might not be so easy. Guns are a weapon that everyone has equal access to, and it is safest to hold them in your hands.

After entering the yard, everyone had some impression of this place.

After all, the dozen or so brothers here have all experienced the massacre of the personnel from Factory 2.

The bicycles here are all saved by them.

Without Ning Yuan saying anything, a group of friends started looking for bicycles on their own.

There was some rust, and the tires were mostly flat.

But other parts are not affected.

Ning Yuan's space has daily necessities such as air pumps. When he purchased supplies for the countryside a year ago, he made quite complete preparations, including this daily necessity.

But I didn't expect that it was useless in the mountains, so I kept it in the space. It came in handy this time.

Ning Yuan went to the cellar and pretended to take out the things he had stored there before.

In fact, they were all taken out from his space.

There were a bunch of guns, all of them were Type 56 semi-automatic and had magazines, as well as two air pumps.

After it was placed on the ground in the yard, the people who were still cleaning their bicycles gathered around.

Everyone couldn't wait to pick up the Type 56 semi-automatic rifles from the ground and began to check the condition of the guns and ammunition.

After some cleaning up, Fatty Fan seemed very confident and approached Ning Yuan with a gun.

"Okay, buddy, we even have guns this time. Let's go straight back to the No. 2 Courtyard in Shen District. I want to see who dares to touch my dad!"

Ning Yuan nodded and then spoke to the fat man.

"We definitely need to go back to Courtyard No. 2, but you and I shouldn't show up. After all, we don't know what the situation is over there. What if there really are people waiting there? Wouldn't we be walking into a trap if we go there?"

Fatty Fan waved his hand nonchalantly, raised the Type 56 rifle in his hand towards Ning Yuan, and said arrogantly.

"Fuck them! They want to take credit for me. It depends on whether they are tough enough. If they are tougher than the gun in my hand, I will let them go!"

Ning Yuan knew that the fat man was worried about his father's safety, but he really couldn't let the fat man do whatever he wanted.