Reborn 73 years later, he takes his mother-in-law hunting in the mountains.

Wang Biao looked up and saw Lu Yao.

Shout loudly:

"Lu Yao!"

"What are you doing?"

Wang Biao was so angry that he glared at them:

"What do you mean 'do something'? You have to say 'present'! You're a commune militiaman now, not an ordinary citizen!"

"Okay, I'll say 'Present' next time."

Lu Yao started to walk inside as he spoke.

Wang Biao stopped him with a single gesture:

"You know you're late? If there's a task, you'll be the one who delays everything."

"Oh, I misjudged. I thought someone would give me a ride on their bike, but they didn't. I'll leave home earlier tomorrow."

After explaining, Lu Yao was about to walk inside again.

Liu Dameng pushed him back.

"Stop right there! Has the company commander finished speaking?"

This big guy blocked Lu Yao's way like a wall.

Wang Biao swung his belt and lashed out:

"Attention! At ease!"

Lu Yao nimbly retreated and dodged, the belt striking Liu Dameng's stomach.

Lu Yao angrily asked, "Why did you hit me?"

"Hit you? You're a soldier; you get punished for mistakes. Haven't you heard of the Yang family generals? When the marshal was inspecting his troops, if the first soldier failed to complete a single charge, he'd get twenty lashes; if the second soldier failed, forty lashes."

"Three strokes of the cane and you're out to be beheaded! A few lashes with a leather belt are the least of your worries!"

Lu Yao understood immediately upon hearing this.

This kid is settling a personal score on his official duty, digging up his own weakness!

He laughed and said, "Company Commander, what dynasty's laws are you talking about? What era are we living in now? You're a leader in this era, yet you're using feudal laws..."

"You want to use the laws of the dynasty to bind us? Are you trying to restore the feudal dynasty?"

One sentence sent a chill down Wang Biao's spine.

Holy crap, this kid's words are sharper than knives!

No wonder Ge Sanwang lost his testicles.

If the Revolutionary Committee above heard about this, he would be in big trouble.

He quickly corrected himself: "No, I meant the past. Now, being late is also punishable."

As he spoke, he swung his belt with tremendous force:

"Lu Yao, stand at attention!"

Just then, Yang Shouye also came out.

Lu Yao called out to him, "Director Yang, Company Commander Wang is about to hit someone. Isn't that a violation of discipline?"

Yang Shouye's indifferent attitude:

"Being late will result in punishment; that's the rule, and you can't break the rule just because you're late."

Wang Biao swung his belt triumphantly:

"You'd better stand still, or I'll lock you up in solitary confinement and still beat you up!"

He was about to start a fight.

"Ring ring"

A bicycle bell rang, and Zheng Wenli rode in on his bicycle.

He was all smiles as he got out of the car.

"Sorry, I overslept today, I'm late, I'm late."

Lu Yao laughed heartily:

"It's alright, just come over and get a few lashes and you'll be fine. That's the rule in our commune."

"Oh? Really?"

Zheng Wenli was startled when he heard this.

Seeing Wang Biao swishing his belt angrily and Liu Dameng looking like a ferocious demon, Zheng Wenli was so frightened that he covered his buttocks.

He grinned and glared at Yang Shouye:

"Uncle Yang, is it true?"

Yang Shouye waved his hand:

"Don't listen to his nonsense, come inside."

Zheng Wenli's father and Yang Shouye were old acquaintances, and the father was the director of the cultural center in the city, with extensive connections. How could Yang Shouye possibly include him in the attack?

Zheng Wenli hurriedly entered the office.

Lu Yao looked at Wang Biao: "Has the rule been broken? Shouldn't we stop fighting?"

"Hmph, you're from the militia, what are you comparing yourself to civilian staff? Stand at attention, we're still going to give you a beating! Twenty strokes, no dodging allowed."

"it is good."

Lu Yao stood still, so Wang Biao swung his belt with all his might and lashed it out with the metal clip.

Before he even touched Lu Yao, Lu Yao slapped him hard across the face.

"Snap"

Wang Biao was spun around on the spot after being hit, feeling a little dizzy and lightheaded.

"You little brat, you dare hit me?"

"Using one's position for personal revenge deserves to be punished! Abuse of power and favoritism also deserve to be punished!"

"What do you mean by settling personal scores?"

"You think that because I hit your cousin Liu Dameng yesterday, your resentment isn't just settling a personal score? Are you only making rules for me, but not for your own people? "

"Isn't hitting someone a form of favoritism and corruption?"

Wang Biao, a rough and impulsive man, was no match for Lu Yao, a man with extensive experience in the martial arts world, when it came to arguing.

Wang Biao cursed, "Go to hell! You dare talk back after hitting your superior! Liu Dameng, tie him up and send him to solitary confinement!"

Liu Dameng approached with a sinister grin:

"Kid, this isn't a friendly sparring match, so let's not play by the rules."

He reached out and grabbed Lu Yao's hair.

Lu Yao raised his leg and kicked:

"It's best if we don't follow the rules! I just don't like following rules!"

"Bang"

The kick landed squarely on Liu Dameng's groin.

"Aww!"

No matter how strong this guy is, he can't withstand being kicked in the groin.

He covered his groin with both hands and knelt down with a thud.

Lu Yao went straight to Wang Biao:

"Damn it, I'm going to change your rules here today!"

Wang Biao swung his armed belt, but Lu Yao snatched it away.

These cadres who get promoted through connections have virtually no fighting power.

Startled, Wang Biao turned and ran.

Headed straight to the backyard.

In the courtyard, the militiamen had already gathered to do their morning exercises.

When Wang Biao saw that Lu Yao was late, he deliberately brought Liu Dameng out to ambush him and teach him a lesson.

Seeing Lu Yao resist and take down his big cousin in one move, he knew he couldn't beat him, so he turned around and went to the backyard.

There were also twenty-three militiamen behind them.

Shout loudly:

"Guards, tie Lu Yao up! This brat is trying to rebel!"

The young men behind them were dumbfounded.

Wang Biao just went out in a huff to teach Lu Yao, the newcomer who was late on the second day.

Jiang Baocai and his three groups were all on tenterhooks for Lu Yao.

The people in Group Three have always been bullied.

Originally, we thought Lu Yao was capable and wanted to make him the team leader to lead the third team so that we wouldn't have to put up with the other two teams anymore.

Little did they know that this group leader would be dealt with by the company commander as soon as he took office.

But when he turned around, he saw the company commander running ahead, with Lu Yao chasing after him.

He was still holding the company commander's belt in his hand.

That represented Wang Biao's authority.

When he was the deputy company commander, he would use this to whip anyone who disobeyed him.

Today, a greenhorn actually took my place and wanted to beat him up?

This is outrageous!

Group leader Zhang Zongshan and Group leader He Kui jointly instructed their subordinates:

"Stop Lu Yao!"

"Arrest him!"

However, Jiang Baocai from Group Three led his men to stop them:

"Wait, let's find out first."

He was worried that Lu Yao would be punished for being late.

Now that he saw Lu Yao turn around and try to beat up the company commander, he was even more worried.

I can't help, but I'll try to stop them.

With this delay, Wang Biao rushed into his office.

Lu Yao went in as well.

When the militia tried to go back in, Lu Yao had already blocked their way.

Looking through the glass window, the two people inside were circling the desk, and no one dared to break the glass to rescue them.

At that time, glass was also very rare.

The office windows were only replaced last year; before, half of it was made of kraft paper.

Previously, Xiao Liuzi broke a piece of glass and was fined five yuan. He was so upset that he cried.

All of them leaned over the windowsill and peered inside.

Even shouting at him couldn't stop Lu Yao from chasing Wang Biao.

At this point, Wang Biao also became anxious.

He lunged at the wall, intending to grab the Mauser pistol that was hanging there.

"You little brat, you've gone too far! I'll kill you!"