Rebirth of the Forbidden City: The Troublemaker in the Courtyard

Chapter 539 Resistance

Ning Yuan and his friends don’t know that they are in danger.

The children had just finished their meal, some were taking a walk and some were playing.

Ning Yuan, Fatty Fan, and the three brothers Zou Cheng were sitting in the house.

"Are we just going to sit here all day? Damn, I'm still feeling pissed off!"

Fatty Fan couldn't hold back any longer and said to Ning Yuan.

Zou Cheng did not express his opinion. He actually didn't care about this kind of thing. If they wanted to kill him, he could do so. If they wanted to keep him at home, he would not be like Fatty Fan, who could not bear the frustration at all.

Ning Yuan took a sip of water and comforted Fatty Fan.

"If we go out again today, the risk is much greater than yesterday. People had already started gathering forces last night, and I'm afraid they'll be searching the streets for us today!"

After Ning Yuan finished speaking, Fatty Fan nodded heavily. He couldn't bear it, but he was not a fool, and he understood this principle.

"So, tell me, did we kill all those bastards yesterday? Did it work? Your dad and the others are still in danger!"

Fatty Fan looked at Ning Yuan and asked with some concern.

Ning Yuan shook his head and sighed. He really didn't know. He didn't even know where his parents and little Ning Wei were hiding at the moment.

Feng Sanyuan had been paying attention to Ning Yuan's family affairs, so when he met Ning Yuan, he told him everything he knew.

But on the other hand, this is also good news. At least, his parents have not been found in the quarantine center.

"Why don't we go out and do him one more time at night? Damn, when they took my dad away two years ago, I couldn't help but want to fuck them!"

"If they come this time, I'll fucking kill them! This time we have people with guns, let's see what they're like, are they afraid of death or not!"

What Fatty Fan said was actually what Ning Yuan was thinking.

At this time, it is true to say that there is no law. There is really nothing that can be reasoned with.

But are you really so depressed that you can only bury your head?

Not really. There were people who really resisted here.

Otherwise, where do you think big, five, funny came from?

Ning Yuan came from the future and had witnessed many unspeakable things.

It is useless for workers to demand wages and file lawsuits. The boss who owes wages also insults and oppresses the workers' families.

Well, since the law has become a decoration, let's solve it with a knife.

Stab their whole family to death. Even if you still don’t get any benefits in the end, it will let people know that this is not the way to do things!

If you want to bully others by relying on your wealth and power, you should remember that those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes.

When death was imminent, he knelt down and kowtowed for mercy, and only apologized after receiving his salary!

Why did you go early?

Also, someone was driving to vent his anger and dared to kill someone in a downtown area. Since his family has a background in politics and law, some people used vague terms to describe the case!

Crying, what’s the use of crying?

When legitimate means cannot bring justice, you still have a knife!

Sometimes, Ning Yuan also thought that there really was such a group of people who would draw their swords to speak up for him.

Then, there will be fewer disgusting things, right?

The people there are so tough that you don't even dare to bully others.

The law doesn't care, and is even biased. Well, then I'll draw my knife and kill your entire family!

If one person does this, it’s okay, you can arrest him. If ten people do this, you can also arrest them. However, those people should be scared!

If everyone dares to draw a knife and kill people when they encounter injustice, then do you think there will be anyone who dares to oppress others?

Isn’t this what Ning Yuan is doing at this time?

If you want to seize power, just go ahead and seize it!

Why treat these heroes like this?

What's left, what's right? Which one of them actually infringes upon the people?

Aren't you the ones who live in a 200-acre garden residence, but you made empty promises to the Ministry of Materials and took the supplies that should have been allocated to the people?

(Si,,ren, helped, you can check, there is also 1 thing!)

Fuck it, or you try it!

Ning Yuan looked at Fatty Fan and Zou Cheng and nodded.

"Let's discuss the specifics of the evening after Old Feng gets back from get off work. Let's have the brothers gather their guns and bullets and reload their magazines. Don't be too busy when you need them. No one should be lazy!"

Fatty Fan was overjoyed. He stood up and left the house, giving instructions to Tian Erliang and the others.

Zou Cheng followed Fatty Fan closely, stood up, picked up his gun, and began to load bullets into the spare magazine.

Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, fully loaded with ten rounds of bullets.

Spare bullets are all clamped with bridge clips (metal strip magazines).

When using, open the rifle magazine cover and insert the bridge clip into the magazine guide groove.

Then use your fingers to press the bullet on the clip so that all the bullets slide into the magazine.

Then take out the empty clip and close the magazine cover, and the loading is complete.

So, what Ning Yuan asked everyone to prepare was to load these clips with bullets first.

When in use, it only takes two or three seconds to fill the magazine.

There are a lot of these small bridge clips here, and everyone has at least ten of them.

So, after Ning Yuan finished speaking, no one made any noise in the yard.

Instead, there was the sound of "click, click" of loading.

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From the quarantine center to Zhushikou, Wu Chuan finally took into consideration the large number of people behind him.

I didn't take any small paths or shortcuts, but came along the main road.

This took more than half an hour.

After Feng Sanyuan came out of the toilet in the isolation ward, he pedaled his bicycle madly through the alley.

But the distance is so far that even if you take a shortcut, you won’t be much faster.

As soon as Feng Sanyuan turned into Zhushikou, he heard the noisy ringing of bicycle bells and the buzzing sound of discussions behind him.

No need to guess, Wu Chuan must have brought his men here.

Feng Sanyuan had no time to rest and rode quickly towards his home.

When I arrived at the gate of my yard, fortunately, the grandchildren had not followed me yet.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

There was a rapid knock on the door.

Ning Yuan and the others who were busy in the yard stopped what they were doing all of a sudden and pricked up their ears to listen to the sounds outside the door.

Fatty Fan even picked up the loaded gun and quietly walked towards the gate of the yard.

Feng Sanyuan, who was at the door, heard no response from the yard and shouted hurriedly.

"Guys, it's me, Feng Sanyuan! Open the door quickly!"

Fat Fan was hiding behind the door. When he heard Feng Sanyuan's voice, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, put down the gun in his hand and opened the door.

When Feng Sanyuan saw that it was Fatty Fan who opened the door, he asked anxiously.

"Fatty, where's Ning Yuan? Hurry, it's too late. The people from the quarantine center are searching this way. Hurry, hurry!"

When Fatty Fan heard about this, he didn't dare to delay and hurried into the house with Feng Sanyuan.

This was originally Feng Sanyuan's home, so he was not at all shy with Ning Yuan and the others.

After sitting down, he said to Ning Yuan.

"Brother, hurry up and take the brothers to hide. The people from the quarantine center are coming this way. There are too many people, you really can't handle it!"

Ning Yuan's face changed after hearing this. He grabbed Feng Sanyuan's arm and asked anxiously.

"How many people came? Where did they go?"

"We're almost there, hurry up, get the guys to run to the back door!"

Feng Sanyuan was busy trying to find a small path for everyone.

(The following 2,000 words make up for the chapter I owed yesterday!)

When Ning Yuan and the others heard Feng Sanyuan's shout, their faces changed drastically. They all stood up, raised the weapons in their hands and looked at Feng Sanyuan.

"Why did they suddenly come here?"

Ning Yuan followed Feng Sanyuan and asked hurriedly.

"Well, it's hard to tell right now. They came over from the quarantine facility and gathered at least a few hundred people. After gathering the subordinate workers scattered outside, I estimate there are over a thousand people!"

Feng Sanyuan brought Ning Yuan, Fatty Fan and others to the back door. After opening the small door, he held down Ning Yuan who wanted to go out with him and went out first.

Ning Yuan paused for a moment, then looked at Fatty Fan, Zou Cheng and his buddies.

Feng Sanyuan came back and said anxiously.

"Damn it! It's no use! They're already here! The entrance to the alley is full of them. I'm afraid they've already surrounded this area!"

In fact, Feng Sanyuan didn't need to say anything, Ning Yuan and the others had already heard the noise outside.

There was a cacophony of bicycle bells and noisy voices.

Ning Yuan made a gesture to the many brothers behind him, pulled Feng Sanyuan back, and then locked the back door directly.

"Old Feng, will they search your house?"

Feng Sanyuan glanced at Ning Yuan, frowned, and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

It's really hard to say. If it's just one or two groups of people coming to search, Feng Sanyuan is confident that he can go up and deal with them.

They all make a living under the same roof, and everyone has their own guesses about the status of Feng Sanyuan's father.

No one would really offend him by searching for such trivial things.

But the current situation is completely different.

Almost all the people in the quarantine center were mobilized, plus some of the workers who gathered together.

How could he speak in this situation? The more proactive he was, the more suspicious he would become.

However, at this point, Feng Sanyuan had no choice.

After looking at Ning Yuan, he gritted his teeth and said.

"Hey guys, you guys hide in the yard first. I'll go out and lock the gate. If they really come looking, I'll come up and open the door and give it a try. What if they're too embarrassed to come in because of me?"

Ning Yuan and Fatty Fan also nodded. This was indeed the most appropriate solution at the moment.

Since I can’t get out, I’ll just hide in the yard and try to avoid this.

Feng Sanyuan saw that everyone had no problems, nodded to everyone, and hurried to the front door.

Ning Yuan and the others were guarding in the yard, watching Feng Sanyuan go out, and then they locked the door.

Fatty Fan pulled the bolt of his gun beside Ning Yuan and asked.

"Do you want to go inside and hide?"

Ning Yuan nodded first, then took a quick look around the yard before giving instructions to Fatty Fan and Zou Cheng.

"We can't hide blindly. If Old Feng can help us prevent them from coming in to search, that would be best. However, once those people outside come in, no matter how deep we hide, it will be useless. We have to fight!"

Fatty Fan gritted his teeth and spoke directly to Ning Yuan.

"Then let's fight. We brothers are not afraid of them!"

"Don't fight randomly. You and Lao Zou will each take three brothers and hide in the east and west wing rooms. Remember, find good cover and shooting points. The range of fire must cover the entire yard!"

Ning Yuan said to Fatty Fan and Zou Cheng.

After hearing this, Fatty Fan and Zou Cheng did not hesitate. They each took three of their friends and headed towards the rooms on the left and right.

Ning Yuan took the remaining Tian Erliang, Cheng Hu and others directly to the main hall.

This is facing the front door, and the small door at the back can also be taken into consideration here.

Three points and one side, this arrangement is the most effective way to block those people outside!

Urban counter-terrorism is actually very difficult without heavy weapons.

Especially when the other party has strong firepower.

This has nothing to do with whether there are hostages or not.

To put it bluntly, Ning Yuan and his men only have a dozen or so Type 56 semi-automatic rifles and thousands of bullets.

Plus the fighting qualities of these guys.

Relying on this house, it won't be a problem to hold them off for three to five days!

As for what to do after three or five days?

What can I do?

Ning Yuan is not a god, so let's take it one step at a time and see what happens after three or five days!

After the three teams found their respective places, they hid down.

On Feng Sanyuan's side, after locking the door of his house, he walked towards the entrance of the alley.

The area around Zhushikou is not small.

There were seven or eight alleys and both sides of Zhushikou Street, enough for them to search for a while.

Wu Chuan brought everyone here all the way from the quarantine center, plus workers from various companies who gathered along the way.

At this moment, there are almost two thousand people near Zhushikou.

Huang Yao’s injury has not healed yet (the previous article was wrong and has been revised!), so at this time, the only ones who can direct the scene are Zhang Min, Wang Zhi and other directors.

Wu Chuan couldn't be sure which alley Ning Yuan and his group had entered.

Because his family lives at the westernmost end of Zhushikou.

There was no other way, so we had to have people surround the perimeter and then send people in to search house by house.

At this time, Zhang Min was leading his men to assign tasks at the entrance of the alley.

After Feng Sanyuan came over, Zhang Min quickly called him over.

"Xiao Feng, you're finally here. We don't have enough manpower. You and Xiao Cui and the others will take some workers with you. Start from this alley and search from the outside in!"

Feng Sanyuan glanced at his colleagues around him and nodded.

These few people are pretty much okay with me on a daily basis, and there's no one I don't get along with.

This is much easier to do, and Feng Sanyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.