Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

"No! Don't shoot! I'm the deputy captain of the Revolutionary Committee!"

As Liu Haizhong watched Chen Bing slowly raise his right hand, the dark muzzle of the gun was like a black hole that devoured souls, and the shadow of death instantly enveloped him.

In extreme fear, the string of "reason" in his mind snapped completely.

He had completely forgotten Zhang Huaimin's warning and suddenly sprang up from the ground.

"I...we're the factory's disciplinary team!"

Liu Haizhong waved the crumpled red-headed document in his hand like a gambler who had lost everything, making a final, and most foolish, frantic counterattack.

He roared at Chen Bing with a fierce but cowardly air, trying to use the political veneer he had just donned to resist the cold, deadly muzzle of a gun.

"Even soldiers can't be unreasonable! This is violent resistance against the law! This is an act of defiance against the broad masses of the working class!"

"I'm going to sue you! I'm going to sue you at the city level, at the ministry level!"

Spittle flew everywhere from his bangs, and his chubby face turned purplish-red.

He even recklessly took half a step forward, attempting to use his body to block Chen Bing's gun barrel.

however.

He was not met with Chen Bing's retreat.

Instead, it was a clear, heart-stopping metallic mechanical sound in the silent courtyard.

"Click!"

Chen Bing remained expressionless.

Those calloused hands expertly and swiftly pushed the safety off the Type 54 pistol.

Without hesitation, the thumb pressed down on the hammer!

Bullet, chambered!

A true killing intent forged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

As if it were a physical force, it erupted from Chen Bing's body and instantly swept across the entire front yard.

The surrounding temperature seemed to plummet to freezing point at that moment.

The four thugs following behind Liu Haizhong heard the crisp sound of a gun being cocked.

Startled, he let out a scream and threw the wooden stick he was holding.

The four men covered their heads and fled, scrambling and crawling to a corner of the courtyard wall, trembling and not daring to utter a sound.

Chen Bing coldly stared at Liu Haizhong, who was still shouting.

There was not a single wasted word, nor any warning.

He simply uttered a chillingly cold sentence, extremely slowly and with unwavering certainty.

"Everyone, listen up!"

Chen Bing's voice was like a booming bell, with extremely strong penetrating power, and it spread to every corner of the courtyard.

"Immediately, enter Level 1 combat alert status!"

"yes!"

The four guards, each holding a rifle, roared in unison.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized; they leveled their rifles instantly and locked the muzzle firmly on the target.

Fingers were all on the trigger!

Chen Bing stepped forward.

Those sharp, hawk-like eyes were fixed on Liu Haizhong.

"Liu Haizhong, open your dog eyes wide and look at what's under your feet!"

Chen Bing's voice was devoid of any human emotion.

Liu Haizhong was overwhelmed by Chen Bing's imposing presence and could hardly breathe.

He paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked down at his big leather shoes.

Upon closer inspection...

Liu Haizhong looked as if he had been frozen in place.

It instantly froze into an ice sculpture!

All that could be seen was the front of his shiny, slick leather shoes.

Less than half an inch apart.

On the bluestone pavement.

A solid line, about two fingers wide, painted in glaring red paint, was clearly drawn!

This red line extends from the entrance of the east wing, dividing the entire front yard into two halves.

The area within the red line is the area of ​​the east wing.

At the edge of the red line stands an inconspicuous small black iron sign.

Eight large characters were painted on it in white, each one exuding a chilling killing intent.

"Military restricted area. Trespassers will be killed!"

Liu Haizhong stared blankly at the red line and the black iron plate.

A "boom" sounded in my mind, as if ten thousand bombs had exploded at the same time.

That's when he remembered.

This red line was drawn in the courtyard by these guards overnight after the big leader came to visit a couple of days ago!

At the time, he thought it was unnecessary.

But he never dreamed that this line would actually be a line between life and death!

"Did you see that?"

Chen Bing's cold voice rang out again, like a judge bringing death.

"This is a top-secret national military restricted area!"

"Under the direct jurisdiction of both the Supreme Military Commission and the Ministry of Industry!"

Chen Bing stepped forward, the muzzle of his gun almost touching Liu Haizhong's forehead.

"That piece of trash in your hand isn't even worthy of being used to shine shoes here!"

"Liu Haizhong, you just said you were going to carry out official business?"

A cruel sneer curled at the corner of Chen Bing's mouth.

"This is my last warning to you."

"As long as the tip of your shoe dares to cross this red line even by a millimeter."

"No need to ask anyone."

Chen Bing's finger had already begun to slowly pull the trigger.

"I'll kill you on the spot!"

I'll kill you on the spot!

These five words carry a strong stench of blood and an absolute, irresistible violence.

It completely shattered the ridiculous political pretense in Liu Haizhong's hair, crushing all his dignity and delusions.

"Thump!"

Liu Haizhong's over 200-pound obese body slammed heavily onto the cold bluestone slab once again.

This time, it wasn't because his legs were weak.

Rather, it was extreme fear that caused all the muscles in the body to completely lose control.

His chubby face was a mess of snot and tears.

His lips were turning purple, and his teeth were clattering violently and uncontrollably, making a "clucking" sound.

"I...I didn't cross the line...I didn't cross the line..."

Liu Haizhong looked like a frightened baby, desperately trying to pull his leather shoes back.

They even wished they could shrink themselves into a ball and stay away from that terrifying red line.

What's even more despicable is...

A pungent, fishy smell permeated the cold air.

The crotch area of ​​the ill-fitting green Army pants in the bangs.

It instantly soaked a large area.

Yellow liquid dripped down his trouser leg and onto the bluestone slab.

A faint wisp of white vapor rises from the cold wind.

The second uncle of the dignified courtyard house was only the "deputy captain of the Revolutionary Committee" who had been in office for less than half a day.

In front of everyone.

He was killed by a gun and a few words.

I was so scared I peed my pants!

"My dear mother, my fourth maternal great-aunt..."

Yan Bugui, who was hiding behind the moon gate in the middle courtyard to watch the commotion, gasped in shock when he saw what was happening.

He covered his mouth tightly, afraid that he would make even the slightest sound and attract the attention of those killing gods.

next to.

Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu were also pale and trembling like leaves.

They stared at the real, black gun in Chen Bing's hand.

Then look at Liu Haizhong on the ground, who has wet his pants and is desperately kowtowing and begging for mercy like a dog.

A chill that penetrated to the bone instantly enveloped their entire bodies.

terrible!

This is a struggle that ordinary people like them can't participate in at all!

Zhang Huaimin, this five-and-a-half-year-old toddler, has behind him an absolutely ruthless state apparatus!

It is a steel behemoth that can crush them into mincemeat without hesitation when necessary!

"Sir... Captain Chen... please..."

Liu Haizhong kowtowed desperately on the ground, his forehead hitting the red line, instantly breaking the skin and causing blood to flow freely.

He had only one thought in his mind right now: to survive!

Forget about becoming an official, forget about revenge, to hell with all of that!

All he wanted was to leave this terrifying east wing alive!

"I'm leaving! I'm leaving right now! I'll never come to the front yard again!"

Liu Haizhong cried and wailed as he crawled backward on his hands and feet.

That utterly pathetic and ugly state of being was both laughable and pathetic.

Chen Bing looked at him coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

He didn't put down the gun, he just snorted coldly.

"roll!"

Upon hearing this word, Liu Haizhong felt as if he had been granted a pardon.

He scrambled to his feet, not even bothering with the four henchmen.

Turning around, he ran wildly towards the gate of the courtyard house like a crazed wild boar, disregarding everything else.

Seeing this, the four thugs scrambled to their feet and followed behind, running away as if their lives depended on it.

The front yard was quiet again.

Only the pool of yellow urine and specks of blood on the ground proved what a farce had just taken place.

Chen Bing expressionlessly put away his pistol, turned around and walked back to the east wing, closing the door behind him.

The neighbors in the intermediate court finally dared to breathe a long sigh of relief.

They were all pale-faced, looking at each other in bewilderment, not daring to utter a sound, and shrunk back into their rooms.

Yi Zhonghai leaned against the wall, his teeth still chattering.

he knows.

Starting today.

This courtyard house has truly undergone a dramatic change.

Liu Haizhong has completely failed this time.

There was no one or any force left in this compound.

They dared not harbor even the slightest wicked thoughts towards that little devil in the east wing.

While the group of beasts in the courtyard were still in shock, each plotting how to keep their tails between their legs from now on...

Sudden.

"Boom—!"

A heavy, deep roar, like the howling of a steel behemoth, followed by the sound of an engine.

It rolled in from the alleyway outside the courtyard house.

The sound was much louder and more muffled than the jeep that had picked up Zhang Huaimin before.

Even the ground trembled slightly with the roar.