Siheyuan, don't yell at me

As the lights came on, the head of the militia section, holding a grass root in his mouth and pushing his bicycle, staggered towards home with a drunken look on his face.

From a distance, I saw a group of people gathered in a mess in front of the gate of my courtyard.

Damn it, a bunch of unruly people, they are so rebellious that they dare to surround the undergraduate head’s house.

The section chief rang his bicycle bell unsteadily, cursing under his breath.

"Get out of my way, everyone. You're blocking my door. Do you want to eat peanuts?"

Looking at the fearful eyes of his neighbors, the section chief laughed heartily.

Then he shouted to the courtyard:

"You thief, your man is back, why don't you come out to greet me?"

Everyone looked at the drunken appearance of the section chief, and then thought about how the section chief and his family had just been handcuffed and taken away by He Daqing. They couldn't help but reveal an expression of gloating on their faces and began to whisper.

"Haha, this bastard's good days are over."

"That's not the case. Look at who he offended.

He Dalu from Nanluoguxiang, the plague-ridden He Dalu, is not someone you can get along with easily. Anyone who offends him will have a bad ending. "

"It's what you deserve. Evildoers will be punished by their own evildoers.

If you ask me, He Dalu is a hundred times better than this bastard.

After all, He Dalu earns his own money and spends it on himself.

Although he has a bad temper and a mean mouth, He Dalu never puts his hand into other people's pockets..."

The section chief squinted his sleepy eyes and vaguely heard someone saying bad things about him.

I opened my eyes wide and looked hard, but I could only see overlapping shadows and couldn't recognize the person at all.

Open your mouth and curse:

"You bunch of dogs, dare to say bad things about me, I will arrest you and put you in jail.

Where are the militia members? Where did they go?"

A militiaman rushed into the crowd and shouted:

"Chief, you're finally back!

I looked for you everywhere, but couldn't find you.

Something terrible has happened, your entire family, young and old, has been captured without a single one left~"

The section chief recognized the voice and knew it was one of his own.

I didn't hear what was said clearly, so I put my ear forward.

"What did you say?

"My whole family, young and old, what delicious food is left for me?"

The militiaman leaned over to the section chief's ear and shouted:

"Section Chief, your entire family, young and old, has been captured by He Daqing.

They handcuffed you and took you away. Your 80-year-old mother and 80-year-old man were all handcuffed and taken away."

The section chief glared at the militiaman and slapped him in the face.

"Fart~

What nonsense are you talking about? Are you drunk?

Who dares to go against me on this street?

How dare you handcuff my eighty-year-old mother?

He Daqing? Why does this name sound so familiar? "

The militiaman covered his face, took a step back, and said cautiously, feeling very aggrieved:

"Section Chief, He Dalu, He Dalu from Nanluoguxiang.

Director He of the Red Star Winery has arrested your entire family."

As soon as he heard the name He Daliu, the section chief sobered up instantly.

Damn He Dalu, how dare he?

Damn it, he is really looking for death.

Others may be afraid of you, but I just don't believe it.

We all have one nose and two eyes, so who would be afraid of who?

Nowadays, whoever has more people is the boss.

My militia department has hundreds of people.

Your small Red Star Winery has less than 20 people in the security department. How are you going to fight me?

I'm going to your door right now to teach you, He Dalu, a lesson.

You ungrateful guy, I won’t let you go unless you give me 5,000 bottles of vodka.

The section chief stretched out his hand to slap the militiaman again, but found that he couldn't reach it.

He cursed angrily.

"You still dare to hide?

You are lucky boy, I won’t bother with you.

Quick, go call the militia to assemble, call everyone to come here, I will take you to drink..."

At the entrance of the alley, a man in a police uniform looked at the scene in front of him, rode his bicycle, and ran towards the Red Star Winery.

He Daqing was having dinner when Chen Dagen led a policeman into the house and told him that the head of the militia department was going to bring people to cause trouble.

He Daqing grinned after hearing this.

"Fuck, you have more people than me?

Chen Dagen, take this brother who brought the news to the canteen to get ten kilograms of bacon.

By the way, pass my message to the security department of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, the Cotton Mill, the nearby factories, and the police station.

As long as someone comes to help me, I will give him two pounds of meat and twenty eggs, and I will never default on your request.

In addition, I would also like to inform the workers in the factory that those who come to support me can eat in the cafeteria for free for three days.

Go ahead..."

The head of the militia department staggered into the house and asked his men to make some tea to sober him up.

It was two hours later when the section chief was almost sober.

There were nearly thirty people standing in the yard, and nearly twenty more people standing on the street outside the yard.

The section chief was in high spirits. It had been many years since he had made such a big move.

Except for the necessary personnel on duty, all the idle militiamen were present, totaling more than sixty people.

He has to come, because everyone knows that the head of the militia department is the most petty and the most vindictive.

The section chief led his men and marched towards the Red Star Winery in a mighty force.

They met quite a few members of the joint defense team on the way. The section chief did not hide anything and said he wanted to teach He Dalu from the Red Star Winery a lesson.

The joint defense team includes people from the security department, the police station, the public security committee, and the militia.

They were bored at night, but when they heard there was something exciting to watch, they all joined in the fun and said they wanted to go together.

The militia chief was delighted and thought the more people the better.

By then, he wouldn't need to say anything. Just the sight of so many people standing there would be enough to scare the shit out of He Daqing.

Along the way, more and more people came, and there were also many people who came to watch the fun.

The militia chief felt very proud of himself. As he walked, he saw a dark crowd of people behind him. At a glance, there were at least nearly two hundred people.

Regardless of whether they are one of us or not, at least they look intimidating.

The brightly lit Red Star Winery could be seen from afar, and there seemed to be a slight aroma of wine and meat in the air.

The closer you get, the stronger the scent becomes.

The section chief led the crowd to the gate of the Red Star Winery and shouted at the dozen or so security guards standing guard at the gate:

"He Daqing, you bastard, get out of here..."

The shouting and cursing continued for a long time before He Daqing finally appeared at the factory gate.

When the section chief met He Daqing, he became even more arrogant.

"He Daqing, today's incident has become a big deal.

Do you see the people behind me?

One person's spit can drown you.

But, I am kind-hearted, as long as you get through my crotch, I will give you a chance to reason..."

He Daqing laughed and whistled.

Dozens of lanterns were lit one after another.

The lantern was like a long dragon, illuminating the crowd behind He Daqing. It was pitch black with no end in sight.