Siheyuan, don't yell at me

He Daqing was too lazy to get involved in the mess between Americans and Koreans.

After all, China is now in a critical period of development. If there is any trouble in South Korea, it will easily be misunderstood by others as an incident deliberately provoked by North Korea.

In that case, South Korea and North Korea might fight again, and China would definitely be forced to provide various human and material support to South Korea, which would be a loss!

He Daqing randomly grabbed an American non-commissioned officer who was not too drunk, and then used the "monkey stealing peaches" trick to directly make this American childless.

The American was in so much pain that he naturally told He Daqing all the information he wanted to know.

Then, He Daqing waved his hand and sent the American into the space as fertilizer.

Although I failed to find out where the traitor lived exactly, I at least found out his office location, which was good news.

He Daqing took out a map and carefully groped his way towards the traitor's office.

There was a sign hanging in the traitor’s camp that read “China Mission Center”.

He Daqing observed through the thermal imaging glasses and found that the yard was very lively, with at least a dozen figures.

He Daqing showed no mercy to those people in the traitor camp.

Two guards who were slacking off and bragging were talking about Korean women one second, and the next second, their heads exploded like watermelons!

In the darkness, He Daqing's figure emerged, holding a bloody brick in his hand.

As He Daqing went deeper, the dogs who were still having fun in the traitor camp met their end.

Either their heads were blown up or their throats were strangled to death.

By the time He Daqing walked towards the largest room, he had already become a bloody covert.

Through the thermal imaging glasses, He Daqing saw the dog traitor inside, entangled with two other slightly smaller figures.

Damn, this bastard really knows how to enjoy himself.

He Daqing took out a sharp knife, reached in through the crack in the door, and gently pushed the bolt.

After a while, the door was opened.

When He Daqing walked up to the dog traitor, the dog traitor was still showing off his strength.

He Daqing was in no mood to watch the traitors work, so he beat the two bitches to death on the spot with one punch each.

While the dog traitor hadn't reacted yet, he grabbed his neck with one hand and pulled him out.

"Peng Deliang, you work really hard!

Do you know where I came from?

That’s right, I’m from China’s Anti-Traitor Team, and I came here specifically to find you.

I have traveled thousands of miles to find you. Tell me, how should I deal with you?

Tsk tsk, are you scared to death?

When you were a traitor, didn't you expect this day to come?"

After He Daqing finished speaking, he grabbed a bunch of the woman's panties with one hand and forcefully stuffed them into the traitor's mouth in front of the traitor's horrified eyes.

There was a sound of "click".

Before the traitor could react, he felt a shocking pain in his right hand, and then his entire right hand became numb.

It was He Daqing who exerted his strength and twisted the traitor's hand apart alive.

After twisting one hand, he did not let go of the remaining hand either.

There was another "click" sound.

The traitor made a strange "Woo~" sound.

He immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to He Daqing.

It looked like he was begging for mercy.

Under the candlelight, He Daqing, covered in blood, looked like a Shura that had emerged from hell.

Looking at He Daqing's bloodstained smiling face, the dog traitor knew for the first time what regret felt like.

What a pity, there is no such thing as a regret medicine in the world, and He Daqing will not show the slightest mercy to the traitor.

He Daqing took out a brick, grinned, and kicked the traitor to the ground.

One foot stepped on the dog traitor's heart, and the other foot stepped on one of the dog traitor's hands.

He picked up a brick and smashed it hard on the traitor's fingers.

The pain was so intense that the traitor trembled all over.

The dog traitor even fainted from the severe pain.

How could He Daqing let the dog traitor have his way? He urinated on him. The strong stench woke him up again.

"Peng Deliang, the show has just begun, how can you be lazy and sleep?

This is not good, I am very angry!

When I get angry, I want to smash something!"

After saying that, he smashed the remaining fingers of the dog traitor with the blood-stained brick.

The severe pain made the dog traitor's whole body stiffen up, and sweat soaked his whole body, as if he had been fished out of oil.

The dog traitor fainted from the pain again!

He Daqing carried the traitor dog out of the yard like a dead dog.

There happened to be a locust tree next to the gate outside the courtyard.

After a while, the dog traitor was hung on the locust tree by He Daqing.

A basin of cold water woke the dog traitor up.

Ignoring the madly twisting dog traitor, He Daqing took out a cigarette and slid open the ruby ​​kerosene lighter with his blood-stained hands.

"Click~" a sound.

Meimei lit a cigarette for herself!

The flickering cigarette butts looked particularly eerie in the night.

"You traitor, do you know what Lingchi means?

Congratulations, you can enjoy this treatment now.

Do you know what I do?

I’m a chef, haha, a chef with excellent knife skills.

Don't worry, I will serve you well in a while and will definitely make you regret coming into this world.

Haha!

Are you afraid now?

late!

From the day I set my sights on you, you were destined to be skinned alive by me!"

After finishing a cigarette, He Daqing stuffed the unextinguished cigarette butt into Peng Deliang's nostrils.

Looking at Peng Deliang hanging on the tree and twisting his body wildly, He Daqing was very satisfied with his operation.

Taking out a rusty and blunt knife, He Daqing smiled and gave Peng Deliang some scientific knowledge.

“See this rusty blade?

Its biggest advantage is that it is not sharp at all.

I will use it to cut off your flesh, piece by piece..."

Peng Deliang twisted his body frantically, hoping to alarm the nearby residents and attract the attention of the US military to rescue him.

However, at the end of February, the ice and snow had not melted.

It's such a cold day and such a dark night, who would have nothing better to do than run out onto the street?

Peng Deliang's struggle was doomed to be in vain.

He Daqing brushed off the ice chips on his body, stretched his arms and legs, picked up a blade, and started working.

Cutting meat with a blunt knife is really a skill.

Fortunately, He Daqing is an excellent knife-wielding expert and has great strength.

Otherwise, Peng Deliang, the traitor, might not have been able to enjoy the pain of being skinned alive with a blunt knife.

It took most of the night to finally kill the traitor Peng Deliang.

On the wall behind him were large characters made of flesh and blood.

"Traitor dog!

Cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!

"You will die a miserable death!"