Li Yuanchao looked at the middle-aged man and looked up and down, but he couldn't tell who the other party was.

"Who are you? Why are you yelling at me!"

Li Yuanchao was full of dissatisfaction. He was a child from the big courtyard after all, and he had never been scolded like this for no reason on weekdays.

Looking at this dilapidated living environment, he really couldn't understand why this guy in front of him should teach him a lesson.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he had not yet been prepared for it.

Zhou Changli actually grabbed his collar with a hard force, then punched him hard with a "bang".

The punch came quickly and fiercely, directly hitting Li Yuanchao on the cheek.

Li Yuanchao was instantly stunned, his whole body was a little dazed, and his head was "buzzing".

After he finally reacted, a burst of anger suddenly rose. He didn't care about the pain on his face, and immediately picked up his fist and rushed towards Zhou Changli.

In this way, the two of them instantly wrestled into a group.

However, Li Yuanchao was pampered in daily life, so he was not the opponent of Zhou Changli, who had been struggling in the world for many years.

After a few rounds, Li Yuanchao gradually lost his energy.

Zhou Changli seized an opportunity and kicked Li Yuanchao in the leg. Li Yuanchao staggered, and with a "thump", he was knocked to the ground hard.

Li Yuanchao was lying on the ground, grinning in pain, his face full of fear and embarrassment.

He couldn't resist Zhou Changli's fists and had to beg: "Don't... stop hitting, there's something to say..."

Zhou Changli stopped, looked at him condescendingly, and snorted coldly

His eyes were full of disdain and resentment: "Hmph, you were in the skating rink back then, weren't you very arrogant? Didn't you send someone to deal with me? Why do you look like a bear now?"

When Li Yuanchao heard the three words "ice rink", he thought of it in an instant.

Zhou Changli, who was fierce in front of him, was a "little bastard".

In the original work, the little bastard died in the ice rink after swelling Li Yuanchao's ambush and

But in this timeline, the plot changed due to the arrival of Li Weidong.

The little bastard was not dead at that time. After being arrested at the police station, he was detained for several years before he was released.

The "little bastard" at this moment, namely Zhou Changli, was full of hatred for Li Yuanchao.

New and old hatreds surged into his heart, his eyes were red, like a crazy beast, and he was about to beat Li Yuanchao again, so that he could pay the price for what he did that year.

At this critical moment, Aunt Wang next door heard the movement and rushed out.

When Aunt Wang saw the "little bastard" beating people again, her face was full of anxiety. She hurried forward to stop him and said loudly: "Changli, have you forgotten how your mother told you when she was dying?"

Zhou Changli was a famous filial son. When he heard Aunt Wang mention her mother, he felt like he was cast as if he had been cast in a fixed curse.

His hand slowly loosened Li Yuanchao's collar, but the anger in his eyes was not completely extinguished.

He glared at Li Yuanchao fiercely, and gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "Li Yuanchao, you are lucky today!

Don't think that's all this. Just listen to me, get out of here! If I let me see you again, I will never spare you!

Li Yuanchao finally stood up, and the pain on his body made him limp when he walked.

He felt very upset and felt that he was so unlucky today. He thought he could find someone to kill Li Weidong, but he was beaten so miserably.

He walked towards the gate in shame, frowning in pain every step he took.

But when he walked to the gate, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind that he had not achieved the purpose of this trip and left like this. He was really unwilling to accept it. After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and decided to give it a try again.

So Li Yuanchao turned around and walked back, and came to the breaking door again. He took a deep breath and raised his hand to knock on the door.

After a while, the door was opened with a "creaking" sound, and the little bastard's fierce face appeared in front of him. Seeing that it was Li Yuanchao again, the little bastard was stunned at first, then his eyes widened and angrily shouted: "Li Yuanchao, you are quite brave! Do you dare to come back? Did you beat you up just now?

Li Yuanchao forced out a smile, but he was so scared in his heart. But in order to get the little bastard to help deal with Li Weidong, he could only bite the bullet and say, "Brother Changli, please calm down.

I was wrong just now. I am here to apologize to you. I want to invite you to have a drink. Let’s sit down and have a good chat. All the things before were blamed for my youthful and ignorant."

I have to say that people like Li Yuanchao can bend and stretch, and a few words calmed the little bastard's anger.

Since the little bastard came out of it, his life has plummeted.

The scenery of the past is no longer there, and the friends around you are all scattered, and life is in poverty and has not tasted the taste of wine for a long time.

Although he was still angry when he heard Li Yuanchao say he wanted to drink, the temptation of the wine was too great. After hesitating for a moment, he followed Li Yuanchao to the tavern on the street.

As soon as he entered the tavern, Li Yuanchao greeted the waiter familiarly: "Comrade, give us some signature meat and vegetables, and then make a pot of good wine!"

After a while, the steaming meat and vegetables filled the table, and the fragrance came to my nose.

The little bastard looked at these dishes and swallowed, without hesitation, he picked up the chopsticks and ate them, which made him so delicious.

Seeing this, Li Yuanchao quickly poured a glass of wine for the little bastard, stood up, and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Changli, I'll give you a glass. I was sorry for you before. You have a lot of it, so don't be as good as me."

After saying that, he raised his head and drank the wine in his glass.

The little bastard glanced at him and snorted coldly, but he still picked up the wine glass and took a big sip. After a few glasses of wine, the little bastard's face gradually calmed down and he started to talk more.

Li Yuanchao took the opportunity to apologize again, recalling some interesting stories about "young frivolity" back then, trying to evoke the only "old love" between the two.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! After drinking for a few taels of wine, the little bastard's mood improved significantly, and his attitude towards Li Yuanchao was no longer as hostile as he was at the beginning.

Seeing that the little bastard's attitude eased, Li Yuanchao felt that the time was almost done, so he cleared his throat.

He spoke carefully, "Brother Changli, let me tell you something.

Actually, this time I came here, besides apologizing, there is something I really want to trouble you. I am willing to pay 500 yuan and I want to ask you to kill someone for me."

The little bastard was holding a piece of meat into his mouth. When he heard this, his movements suddenly stopped. The smile on his face disappeared instantly, and his eyes became alert.

He put down his chopsticks, stared at Li Yuanchao, and said coldly: "Li Yuanchao, do you think I just came out of it and want to go in and squat in a few more years? I won't do anything like killing people."

Seeing this, Li Yuanchao felt a little "sudden", but he was prepared and hurriedly continued, "Brother Changli, don't rush to refuse first.

I know you don't want to do such a brainless thing anymore, but this may be an opportunity to change your destiny for you.

You think, you are not living a good life now, so you must have a regular businessman in the future, right?

As long as you agree to this, I will not only give you five hundred yuan, but also find you a formal job, a formal employee of a timber factory! Your future life will be settled."

When the little bastard heard the words "formal employee of the wood factory", a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

After he was released from prison, he was worried about his livelihood and ran around every day for a meal.

He had already lived enough of such a life. Having a stable job was indeed a great temptation for him.

The little bastard was silent for a while, and was struggling fiercely inside. On the one hand, he knew that murder was a serious crime, and if he failed, he would be ruined in his life.

But on the other hand, the job opportunities in the timber factory are like a life-saving straw, attracting him.

In the end, the desire for a stable life in the future defeated the fear in his heart. The little bastard gritted his teeth and looked at Li Yuanchao and said slowly: "Okay, Li Yuanchao, I believe you this time. But you have to guarantee that after the matter is done, the work must be implemented."

When Li Yuanchao saw the little bastard finally let go, he was overjoyed and quickly patted his chest and promised: "Brother Changli, don't worry! I, Li Yuanchao, keep my word. As long as you do something beautifully, there will be no problem with your work!"

The little bastard picked up the wine glass and took another sip of the wine. With the help of the wine, he looked at Li Yuanchao and asked, "Tell me, who is the one who wants to deal with it?"

Seeing that the little bastard finally asked the key point, Li Yuanchao approached a little, lowered his voice and said, "It's Li Weidong."

"Li Weidong?!" When the little bastard heard this, he was really shocked. He almost couldn't hold the wine glass in his hand.

Of course he knew that Li Weidong was not a good character in this area. He acted decisively and had great means. People around him had more or less heard of his name.

The little bastard frowned, looked at Li Yuanchao, and said, "Li Yuanchao, are you kidding?"

Li Weidong is not an ordinary person, only 500 yuan. Are you serving beggars? This is too risky, and 500 yuan will definitely not work."

When Li Yuanchao heard this, he suddenly became angry and felt that the little bastard was taking the opportunity to start the price.

But he also understood that it was not easy to find a little bastard who was willing to take on this job now. If he didn't agree, it would be even more difficult to find someone else. Resisting his anger, Li Yuanchao gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, Brother Changli, I'll add another five hundred and give you a thousand yuan. Is this okay?"

Just kidding, he charged Yang Ting 100,000 yuan, and now he bought it for a price of 1,000 yuan, which is simply a waste of money.

After hearing this, the little bastard pondered for a moment and felt that the price was barely acceptable, after all, this job was really difficult.

He put the wine glass heavily on the table and said, "One thousand yuan is one thousand yuan!

Li Yuanchao, I have agreed with you that you have to give half of the money first. Once the matter is done, you will give me the rest immediately. If you dare to play tricks, I will not let you go."

When Li Yuanchao saw the little bastard finally agreeing, he squeezed a smile on his face and said, "Brother Changli, don't worry, I will definitely follow the rules. I will send you half of this money tomorrow. Do you think when is the right time to start?"

The little bastard snorted coldly and said, "What's the hurry? I have to touch it first, see Li Weidong's whereabouts, and find a suitable opportunity to start. Just wait for my news."

The two of them drank a few more glasses of wine, each with their own thoughts, and then separated.

Li Yuanchao staggered to the street, got on his bicycle, and rode towards his home.

When he rode to Zhengyangmen, he looked up inadvertently and happened to see Li Weidong and Zhang Qian coming out of the Zhengyangmen tavern.

I saw Zhang Qian's face flushed and drunken, and her walking posture was a little staggering, as if her steps were floating.

When Li Yuanchao saw this scene, a malicious intention suddenly surged in his heart, believing that Zhang Qian had been "harmed" by Li Weidong.

In an instant, jealousy was like a surging tide, almost submerging him, his eyes almost red from anger.

He held the handlebars of the bicycle tightly, his knuckles turned white due to force, and the anger in his heart "screamed" upwards.

"Li Weidong, you can take all the good things!" Li Yuanchao gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice.
To be continued...