Siheyuan, don't yell at me

After finishing a cigarette, He Daqing threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground and stomped it out, then walked out of Fengze Building without looking back.

From now on, He Daqing should try his best to avoid any contact with the young masters of the compound.

If something goes wrong with a few young masters in the compound, anyone who has had contact with him will be carefully examined.

He Daqing was leaning against a bicycle, hiding under the shade of a tree, watching a few old men playing chess, his eyes occasionally glancing towards the gate of Fengze Building.

Nearly two hours passed before several young masters from the compound came out of Fengze Building, shaking their heads.

The young master of the compound was worthy of being a young master. The guy leading the group was riding a three-wheeled motorcycle and escorting a girl, just like the Japanese invaders who were robbing a bride.

Several other young masters in the compound also had a brand new bicycle.

He Daqing got on his bicycle and followed from a distance, heading out of the city.

After leaving Sijiu City, the number of pedestrians on the road began to decrease.

Not long after, the young masters of the compound walked onto a country road, and the road changed from a concrete road to a bumpy loess road.

He Daqing was hanging far behind, almost out of the sight of the young masters in the compound.

Because of the tire marks left by the three-wheeled motorcycle on the loess road, He Daqing was not too worried about losing the target.

After walking for a while, He Daqing seemed to have discovered a problem.

In addition to following the young masters of the compound, there seemed to be a middle-aged man who was riding a bicycle and following behind the young masters of the compound.

The young masters of the compound chatted and laughed all the way and drove into a small town.

On the edge of the town, there is a large courtyard leaning against the hillside. The courtyard is far away from human habitation, like a stranger wandering outside the town.

The young master of the compound who was leading the group stopped in front of the compound gate and honked his motorcycle horn loudly.

"Wang Ma, where have you been?

Open the door now."

The two wooden doors of the compound were opened from the inside, and an old lady in her forties came out to greet them.

"Master Qian, you are here.

I was busy in the back room just now, so I came a little late..."

Young Master Qian waved his hand, thinking that Aunt Wang was talking too much nonsense, and pushed her aside.

"Get out of the way. What are you standing at the gate for? You have no sense at all.

By the way, you can go home and don’t come over tonight.”

"Yes, Master Qian..."

Young Master Qian led seven or eight people into the yard, and the two wooden doors slowly closed.

Aunt Wang had long been accustomed to the behavior of these children from the rich courtyards. She sighed and walked towards the town.

Young Master Qian put his arm around Liu Yuying's shoulder and led the group into the main house.

The house is antique, with mahogany furniture, desks, bookcases, study items, and calligraphy and paintings mounted on the walls.

Every old item in the room has a great history.

Young Master Qian asked everyone to sit down and said to them mysteriously:

"Today, I'll show you something good."

After saying that, he lifted the curtain covering the objects on the desk, revealing the contents inside.

"Do you know what this is?

So what if he knew? He might have seen it at some leader's house.

Can you get it by yourselves?

Gramophones are not rare; what is rare are the discs that are put on them.

Guess where the disc in my hand came from?

American discs and American songs are so exciting. Do you want to listen to them?"

The others stared with wide eyes at the disc in Young Master Qian's hand, as if the disc had some magical power.

Although China fought a war with the Americans on the battlefield of South Korea, it does not prevent most people from being curious about the United States.

Everyone started to make a fuss, and flattery flooded towards Young Master Qian like a tide.

"As expected of Master Qian, you are really capable. You can even get such a powerful thing."

"That's not right. With Master Qian's family background, the number of people in the city can be counted on one hand. What can he not have?"

"Master Qian, please play one. I have never heard any American songs."

Young Master Qian's vanity was greatly satisfied.

Place the disc on the phonograph and turn on the button.

As the disc turned, melodious singing came from it.

The music was accompanied by a woman's singing, a tune that had never been heard before, and incomprehensible language, which made the young men from the compound listen to it intoxicated.

Liu Yuying was held on the shoulders by Young Master Qian and could not move. Her eyes rolled around from time to time as she looked at everyone.

His hand slowly reached towards his waist, and after a while of searching, a small dagger appeared in his hand.

Just as he was about to take further action with the dagger in his hand, he found that the hand holding the dagger could not move at all as it was firmly held by a big hand.

The one who captured Liu Yuying was none other than Minister Wang's son, Young Master Wang.

Young Master Wang raised Liu Yuying's hand holding the sharp blade high and asked Young Master Qian for credit.

"Boss Qian, look, look.

I said this girl was up to no good, right?

Haha, I was staring at her."

Young Master Qian gasped, broke out in a cold sweat, and pushed Liu Yuying away.

After taking several deep breaths, he looked at Liu Yuying again, his eyes were already red.

A slap in the face landed on Liu Yuying.

"You ungrateful bitch, I sincerely want to take you as my mistress, and you still dare to play this trick on me?

I'll ask you again, are you willing to be under my crotch?"

Liu Yuying glared with her almond-shaped eyes wide open and gritted her teeth viciously.

"You bunch of beasts, do you still have any law?

The police will catch you sooner or later, don’t even think about escaping.”

A group of young masters from the compound looked at each other and burst into laughter.

Secretary Chen's son laughed so hard that tears came out and he kept slapping his thigh.

"The king's law? Haha.

She said the law is king, haha~

Young ladies, let me introduce a few young masters to you.

This one is the young master of Minister Wang's family, and that one is the young master of Minister Zhao's family...

Judging from your expression, you don’t know what a minister is, right?

Let’s put it this way, the highest-ranking official in the Public Security Bureau is not as high-ranking as the minister.

Do you know what the king’s law is now?

Our Young Master Qian is the law and the sky of this city.

You little girl, being noticed by Master Qian is a blessing you have earned in three lifetimes..."

Liu Yuying knew that there was no hope of revenge, her face turned pale, and she pointed at everyone and started cursing.

"You beasts, you shall not die well.

I will not let you go as a ghost..."

Young Master Qian reached out and grabbed Liu Yuying's hand, smiling sinisterly.

"Bitch, you still dare to be stubborn even at this point?

If you fall into my hands, you can't do anything even if you want to.

If I want you to give birth, you give birth. If I want you to die, you die.

Do you know how your sister died?

It was us who killed him, haha!

Yes, that was the look. She looked at me with that look.

Last time, I was inexperienced and accidentally killed your sister.

This time, don't worry, I will take good care of you."