Siheyuan, don't yell at me

Only after he had looted all the valuables from the stick soldiers did He Daqing leave the scene with satisfaction.

To He Daqing, the money from these Koreans is worthless. He does this purely to have some fun and satisfy his own bad taste.

Looking at the angry but stern faces of the Koreans, He Daqing felt extremely proud in his heart, as if he had eaten honey.

You know, in Beijing, such immoral things really damage the image of him as a senior official at the ministerial level!

However, in this country, he doesn't have to worry about anything and can do whatever he wants.

The feeling of being a scoundrel is so cool!

He Daqing drove his American three-wheeled motorcycle, driving along the way in a domineering manner. None of the Korean soldiers along the way were spared and they were all harmed by him.

Of course, not everyone would swallow their anger. There were always some stubborn guys who tried to teach He Daqing a lesson.

Unfortunately, they ended up asking for trouble and hitting a wall.

Faced with these ignorant people, He Daqing easily taught them how to be dogs.

It is common to make them lie on the ground and learn to bark like dogs, or even let them crawl into each other's crotches.

It was supposed to be a one-day journey, but He Daqing ended up spending three days on the road.

It was really that the Koreans were too enthusiastic. They not only gave money but also gave women for their enjoyment.

Although He Daqing was somewhat reluctant in his heart, he was ultimately unable to resist the other party's kindness and had to reluctantly accept the Koreans' hospitality.

Suddenly, in the quiet Muya Village, there was a roar of a motorcycle engine.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw He Daqing driving a shabby three-wheeled vehicle into the village.

The villagers looked at the uninvited guest warily, their faces filled with fear and awe of the superior.

He Daqing was also observing these villagers silently. He found that the entire Bangzi Village was almost entirely populated by elderly people, children and women.

So he fixed his eyes on a relatively well-dressed old man and asked:

"Old man, are you the village chief here?"

When the old man saw the American military uniform He Daqing was wearing and the three-wheeled motorcycle parked next to him, he immediately realized that the visitor must be a prominent figure.

He didn't even have time to think about it. He knelt on his knees without hesitation and bowed to He Daqing.

"In reply to your question, sir, I am the chief of Muya Village.

I am extremely ashamed for not being able to welcome you to our village in time. Please forgive me!"

He Daqing couldn't help but grinning when he saw this.

"Ha ha!

Old man, you are thoughtful. You even know the etiquette of three kneelings and nine kowtows!

Go and gather all the villagers together, I have something to announce.

Don't look like you're dead. I'm not here to collect taxes.

Go quickly..."

When he heard that He Daqing was not here to collect taxes, the old man's expression finally improved a little, no longer looking so miserable.

Half an hour later, all the villagers were called by the village chief to the open space at the entrance of the village.

The village chief nodded and smiled coquettishly, and said to He Daqing, who was leaning on a bench with women on his left and right:

"Sir, everyone is here!"

He Daqing pushed the two women away and stood up.

Looking at the people in the open space, I mainly observed the women around 40 years old.

This scene was seen by the mercenary village chief, who was immediately delighted.

"Sir, do you like older people?"

"Old man, shut up.

You like older people, and your whole family likes older people."

He Daqing glared at the old man with a curse and continued searching.

The old ladies also thought that He Daqing was looking for fun, so they all bowed their heads and posed, trying to win He Daqing's favor.

This scene almost made He Daqing vomit.

A bunch of menopausal old ladies, all tanned dark, acted coquettishly, it was simply terrifying.

He Daqing suppressed his nausea and finally finished looking at the person.

After all, there are only about 20 to 30 people of the right age.

But the woman with a mole on the corner of her mouth didn't notice it at all.

He Daqing didn't find the person he was looking for, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

"Old man, let me ask you something.

Is everyone in your village here?

Is there someone hiding?"

The village chief quickly shook his head and slapped his chest and swore.

"Sir, I swear on my whole family that everyone in the village is here.

Otherwise, my whole family will die.”

"Oh?

is it?

But I know that there is a woman named Cui in your village who has a mole at the corner of her mouth.

Also, his man is a shorty.

What about their family of two?

If you don’t explain it to me clearly, I will kill your whole family right now…”

At the end of his speech, He Daqing had a grim smile on his face, and the threat he expressed was quite obvious.

The village chief quickly began to defend himself.

"Sir, that was several years ago!

Cui Taohua and her husband moved away a long time ago.

By the way, Cui Taohua’s mother and her sister are still in our village.

You can ask them, the one you are holding in your arms is the sister who is promoting peach blossoms~"

He Daqing looked at the woman in his arms.

No wonder she is so pretty, it turns out she takes after her sister.

He Daqing waved his hand, telling the village chief to get out, and then said to the woman in his arms:

"May I have your name?

Do you know where your sister went?"

The woman's eyes were flickering, and it was obvious that she was not an honest person.

"My Lord, my name is Cui Xiaomei.

What do you want to do with my sister?

If she can do it, I can do it too!

You can do whatever you want to me, as long as you get me out of here."

He Daqing smiled sinisterly, suddenly reached out and grabbed Cui Xiaomei's throat, and lifted her up.

He just held Cui Xiaomei in the air and watched her kicking her feet around.

After a while, He Daqing threw Cui Xiaomei to the ground.

Cui Xiaomei was gasping for breath. At that moment, she seemed to hear her grandmother's call.

The voice of that evil man came to my ear again.

"Cui Xiaomei, you little bastard, you still dare to negotiate with me?

Believe it or not, I will put you in a men's labor camp?

What do you think they will do to you?

They will eat you till there is nothing left but bones!"

Cui Xiaomei finally recognized the facts and said honestly:

"Cui Taohua's man is a Japanese.

He is a beast. When he was dating me, he said he would take me to Japan.

In the end, he only took my sister away..."

Cui Xiaomei began to curse her cheap brother-in-law in a hysterical voice.

He Daqing had no interest in listening to her grudges and grievances, so he kicked Cui Xiaomei in the chest as she knelt on the ground.

"Shut up, I don't want to hear this.

I want to know where they are going..."