In the afternoon, Ai Hai called out affectionately: "Ma Lian. Captain Li asked us to go to the militia headquarters for a meeting."
"What's the matter?" Ma Dequan asked.
"Hey, it's not the Hokage's fault. He's timid and scared to death." Aihai snickered sneakily. He then said, "Oh, we won't be going home tonight. Send someone to inform the family. We'll treat you to dinner tonight."
Ma Dequan smiled innocently. He finally looked forward to getting together with Brother Tianzihao.
Li Guolou sat in the office and looked at his calloused hands. He heard the laughter in the corridor outside. He thought of the first time he met Ma Dequan. When people have faith, they will change. Just like the Crusaders of Western Christianity. During the Eastern Expedition, people will turn against each other and fight for their ideals. How many of these brothers outside who swear to fight to the death will change their beliefs, just like they believe in God. People will always have a spiritual sustenance.
Li Guolou opened the drawer and raised his eyebrows. The belongings he put in in the morning had turned into air. He got angry and shouted: "Jin Erzi."
"I left early." Zhang Junjie looked serious outside the door.
"Hey." Li Guolou feels sorry for himself. His subordinates are not afraid of him. It's just because he leaves room for others and his character dictates. Only when he is unshaven and his hands are stained with the blood of his enemies will the bastards under him become honest.
Li Guolou walked outside the door and said seriously to Good Luck: "Good teammate, remember not to be late tomorrow at midnight. Mr. Bao has taken medicine and choked. Don't hit the muzzle of the gun."
"Yes." Lucky Lai said with a smile, holding out his chest and protruding belly. The two of them were staggered. Li Guolou's eyes glowed coldly. He stroked the calluses on the back of his hands. He wanted to punch Lucky Lai on the nose. Ma Dequan was an honest man who raised a family by himself. He must have been tempted by good luck to join the Baath Party. Good luck came to him as a rat excrement from the Ministry of Punishment. He wanted to break the nose of this Baathist who was hiding in the Ministry of Punishment.
Dongchang Hutong is a place full of legends and bloodshed. The plaque of "Capital Militia Headquarters" was erected on the pillar at the gate. Li Guolou took out his badge and signed in at the door. He looked at the dozens of strange strong men and more than a dozen strangers in the door room. There were many Manchus in gorgeous clothes. There were so many people waiting for Wang Wu to be received in the afternoon. Li Guolou saw with his own eyes how popular Wang Wu was now.
"Head." Jin Erzi approached with a playful smile.
Li Guolou rolled his eyes at Jin Erzi. He shook his head and said, "Are you in?"
"Hey, he has already been buried in the earth." Jin Erzi didn't mind at all. He is now Li Guolou's humerus minister. He is responsible for everything the despicable villain does. How can he be afraid of the awe-inspiring righteousness emanating from Li Guolou.
Li Guolou walked inside, passed through arches and corridors, threw his hat to Jin Erzi, and took out the white cloth wrapped around his palms from his pocket. The person he wanted to beat was his brother.
In the room, Ma Dequan saw Li Guolou walking in with a murderous look. He said: "Li..."
Li Guolou's left fist hit Ma Dequan on the lower abdomen and his right fist hit Ma Dequan on the cheek. With two punches, Ma Dequan was knocked down.
Ai Hai jumped up and found the dagger in Ma Dequan's boot. He kicked Ma Dequan in the stomach and said angrily: "Ma face, you are following me now."
"Head, what are you doing? I didn't do anything." Ma Dequan said hurriedly after taking a breath.
Li Guolou nodded and said: "Yes, Ma Lian. You have done nothing now. But why do you want to join the Ba'ath Party?"
Ma Dequan, who had an ugly face at first, looked at his three good brothers in horror, knowing that his end was coming.
Jin Erzi took out a long leather whip. Two more burly men came over. They stripped off all Ma De's clothes and put on his handcuffs and shackles.
"Ma Mian, this is the execution chamber. You didn't expect that this day would happen to you, right? I'm going to wake you up. If you weren't thinking about brotherhood, your whole family would die with you." Jin Erzi waved his hands. The whip was whipped at his former good brother Ma Dequan.
With each lash, Jin Erzi's face twitched. This time, there was no joy or dripping feeling from the beating, only endless hatred.
"Boss, please forgive me. I really didn't do anything, and I never betrayed you." Ma Dequan shouted at the top of his lungs. He was afraid that Li Guolou would walk away and hand him over to the ruthless Jin Erzi. .
Li Guolou took the whip and said: "Ma Lian. I am thinking of brother's face. I will save your life this time. There will be no second time. From now on, stay in the Yamen. Your son still wants your job." Pass it to him." After saying that, Li Guolou waved his whip from left to right and gave Ma Dequan ten lashes. Let "Ma Lian" remember the lesson. The mysterious sect is not just one to join. There will be endless troubles. He can lose his head at any time.
Ma Dequan was beaten with blood and his face was covered with whip marks. His hands were hung in the air. For the first time in his life, he was beaten with scars.
"Pa." The brush and paper were thrown at Ma Dequan's feet. Ai Hai said: "Ma Lian. Write down the names of your comrades. Write one less name. The whole family will accompany you to death."
Li Guolou picked up his hat. The red cherry blossoms on it were bright. Li Guolou put it on his head and tied the knot under his neck. He turned around and said: "Don't pretend to be a hero. You are not qualified. The people above have already put it on you." You sold it. I really don’t know what you think. Which emperor conquers the world without killing people. Read the history books. People should look forward. Don’t be a gunman for the Ba’ath Party. What’s so good about the Ba’ath Party? They It is a dog raised by the imperialist countries. Our land was occupied by Western powers because of the betrayal by people like the Baath Party. Don’t shout slogans if you don’t understand history. Your ancestors have surrendered to the Qing emperor a long time ago. Changes in dynasties are not It's not your turn to be the emperor. Do you think you should seek death?"
Ma Dequan collapsed on the ground. He looked at the pen, ink and paper in front of him and murmured to himself: "But I am Han."
"The whole nation is united. Think again about where your ancestors are from." Ai Hai kicked him fiercely, making Ma De fully remember.
Ma Dequan's eyes widened and he said loudly: "You are a fake foreign devil. But people say you are the one who betrayed your ancestors."
Li Guolou squatted on the ground and looked at Ma Dequan. He said: "Ma Lian. What I call is the great unity of the nations of the world. Belief in God is something allowed by the Qing Empire. It is not joining the Ba'ath Party. The Ba'ath Party can't talk to me. They can't be reasonable." I know all about them. Only a stubborn person like you will believe their lies. Do you know what kind of life their leader leads? Write it down quickly and I promise you that I will reinstate you in the future. I like the mysterious sect so much. There is nothing wrong with letting you join the Qinggang in the future. Write it quickly. If you are late, you will not have the chance to perform meritorious service. Mr. Bao will spare you. From now on, you can only guard the room. Forget the oath."
Ma Dequan sat on the bluestone floor. He looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the ground. The wood was stiff and stiff. He was struggling in his heart. His whole body was covered with blood. The pain in his heart made his eyes become ferocious.
"Ma Dequan. If you don't write Captain Li, you will leave. My wife will be gone. My son will become a eunuch. My daughter will become a child prostitute. It's all your fault." Jin Erzi hit the nail on the head and told the most cruel scene. There was a glimmer in his eyes. Murderous intent, as if he wanted to eat Mader alive.
"I'll write." Ma De surrendered. His heart collapsed and his face was drooling. He cried: "Captain Li, you have to save me."
While talking, he crawled at the foot of Li Guo Tower, kowtowed and begged, and hugged his master's feet like a dog. This time he really collapsed.
Li Guolou narrowed his slender eyes and looked at the dog at his feet. He snorted coldly and pulled out his feet. He said: "Ma Dequan, it's a good idea to write a letter of repentance here. Don't think too much."
Li Guolou turned around and left the bloody execution room. He ran to the corridor and couldn't help but vomited. He never thought that he would become such a person, able to execute his good brother. Cruelly and ruthlessly. But this kind of stimulation is unparalleled. .Li Guolou’s eyes were like those of a wolf, as if he wanted to devour all living things.
The atmosphere at the militia headquarters is tight on the outside and tight on the inside. People inside can't get out. Everyone knows that something big has happened. Everyone is wiping their weapons in the room. In the Ming Dynasty, this was the headquarters of the East Factory. The layout here is weird. The rooms are crooked and crooked. The pavilions and courtyards go deep layer by layer. If you want to find out what's going on here, you will have to walk around for a long time.
Li Guolou and others were led by Zhang Tieniu to Wang Wu's office room. Wang Wu squinted and said, "Can you still eat it?"
Jin Erzi chuckled and said, "I can eat it. Little Plum can't."
Li Guolou smiled awkwardly. Every move he made now would be noticed by others. Even if he vomited a few bitter words, he would be made fun of.
"This is my first time in the torture chamber. It will be fine in the future." Wang Wu didn't mind and asked the three of them to go to the next room to finish their meal.
The hot pot dishes are smoking. The room is steaming. The aroma is fragrant. The small wine cup is full. I have a task tomorrow morning and a glass of wine is quite satisfying.
Li Guolou said suspiciously: "Where's Captain Yao? Why don't you see him?"
"Stay on duty." Wang Wu said while eating: "Captain Yao, you have to set an example and stay outside to enjoy the cold wind."
"Oh." Li Guolou looked out the window. The night was dark. The capital was about to undergo a major change. Yao Cuo also wanted to make a contribution and took the lead in attacking.
"No one keeps birds here, right?" Li Guolou suddenly thought of other places and asked a strange question.
Wang Wu smiled and said: "Little Li, don't think nonsense. We are the only ones raising pigeons here and exchanging news. No one is carrying a bird cage."
"Oh. I'm relieved now." Li Guolou took a sip of wine and ate vegetables dipped in spicy oil. He didn't touch meat dishes.
"Hehe. I still remember the first time we drank." Zhang Tieniu touched his belly and sighed at the strangeness of life.
Li Guolou smiled casually and said: "The fat cow and the black-bone chicken have turned into phoenixes. There must be a woman."
"Hehe." Zhang Tieniu smiled honestly. He was embarrassed to say it out loud. Dustpans are used for garbage. Who are the people who collect protection fees hanging out with? It's obvious just by looking at Wang Wu, the captain of their militia group.
"Hey, I wonder if it will be our turn to confiscate the house this time." Wang Wu was crazy about money. He wanted to make a fortune by confiscating the house.
Jin Erzi tilted his mouth and squinted: "Wang Wu, you are too greedy. We in the Ministry of Punishment have no turn to confiscate homes. Where is your militia's turn? Don't make yourself too fat. Birds can use their best bows." Hide your lackeys and cook them. Leave some enemies in the capital. Only then will the master remember your goodness."
"Oh, little plum. No wonder you let Liu Banxian go." The chopsticks in Wang Wu's hand pointed at Li Guolou. The pieces of meat in his mouth sprayed on Li Guolou.
"Idiot." Li Guolou stood up from the ground and said angrily: "You are looking for trouble. It's my fault." He hurried out to wash away the dirt on his body.
The room was full of laughter. Everyone was laughing in forbidden ways. Li Guolou stood in the yard and looked at the people in the window. They were his brothers. I hope we can be rich together. It's rare not to go home. Li Guolou I feel very comfortable. I have a great appetite and am ready to eat meat.
The moon was covered by clouds. Dark clouds rolled in from the sky. A storm was coming. The weather was about to change. There were four hundred people in the East Factory, wearing oilskin raincoats and holding knives and guns. They stood in the dark night. Everyone's eyes were firm and unyielding. They are the loyal and patriotic militia. The army of the Qing Empire has decayed and the Manchus have fallen. Only the militia still maintains its simple character. They are the last towering tree of the Qing Empire, supporting the backbone of the empire.