An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Besides, that old guy lies without batting an eye.

Elizabeth clearly had no liking for him at all, and she spoke ill of Old Deng in front of Jiang Baobin.

How could she allow him to visit her house? That's utter nonsense.

Therefore, Jiang Baobin refused without leaving any room for negotiation—guests were limited to the area between the front door and the living room.

As for any other part of the building, I have no right to invite outsiders to set foot there.

The atmosphere took a sharp turn for the worse!

What's Old Sir doing here? Isn't it just to check if Jiang Baobin is hiding any stolen goods he obtained through trickery and coercion?

Even the most effective charlatans are no longer working.

He was naturally unwilling to accept this.

He then turned to the American military police and officials stationed in Beiping for help.

As it turned out, both sides were shrewd; some looked completely bewildered, while others turned their heads away, becoming mere spectators.

Are you kidding me? There's no evidence, yet you expect everyone to risk offending the Roosevelt family to help you? Do you have that much influence?

Seeing this, old sir finally stopped pretending, tearing off his charitable facade and revealing his true colors as a scoundrel!

He launched into a tirade of threats and insults at Jiang Baobin.

This kind of person would be a menace anywhere, but they're the easiest to bully right now, especially among Chinese people.

So villains from all over the world have come here to leech off blood and make money.

Not only do they act recklessly, but after gaining an advantage, they also insult others!

This old man, Sir, is a typical example. In his words, Jiang Baobin only deserves to kneel down and kiss his shoes.

Disobeying is a heinous crime and will inevitably result in severe retribution!

Forced to reveal his true colors, Jiang Baobin was no longer angry—"Let's see how you can still cause trouble."

If you're so great, why are you here swindling and cheating people?

However, in Syl's words, even cheating you is an honor.

You must be grateful and obediently accept that Master Bai is using this method to save you uncivilized people.

Fuck you! Do you think I need your help? You're the most uncivilized person ever!

Jiang Baobin flung open the door and told him to get the hell out of here right now!

Old Deng had never been treated like this before, or more precisely, he had never encountered a Chinese person who dared to treat him like this.

He was so angry that he was blowing his beard and glaring, ready to fight to the death!

Jiang Baobin didn't hold back and immediately showed off his signature move...

The group of people accompanying him were taken aback, unsure whether he was truly skilled or just putting on a show.

However, just to be on the safe side, they quickly helped Old Sylph up and left.

Unless you shoot him, the power of Chinese flowers is quite intimidating.

You have to consider the owner before you beat a dog. This is the Roosevelt family home! How could they possibly use guns here?

This infuriated old Sil, who walked away cursing wildly.

What? You just wait and see, I'm going to send you to hell, blah blah blah.

That's pointless. It's just like a shrew yelling in the street.

Jiang Baobin appeared angry, but inside he was overjoyed.

You're right to steal from me, you old bastard! You've harmed countless ordinary people.

Now you know what pain is, right?

I'm not going to give a damn about you. Go ahead and bite me if you dare! You jerk!

Jiang Daya, who was standing next to her, was dumbfounded. Just a moment ago, the foreign old monk had been all smiles and offered to send her to heaven.

How did you turn into a devil in the blink of an eye, and even send yourself to hell?

Hell is terrifying! They throw you into boiling oil and pull out your tongue!

It just goes to show how young she is, unable to see the ugliness of this world.

Jiang Baobin peered through the window at Zhao Zhibang, who was waiting outside.

As soon as Old Searle appeared, this guy immediately fawned over him.

Even without reading his lip movements, Jiang Baobin could guess that they were birds of a feather and colluded in the same evil!

Sure enough, Old Sir put on his fake smile again and patted Zhao Zhibang on the shoulder.

He led him to his house...

Jiang Baobin scratched his head, feeling quite helpless. Why did I have more and more enemies?

System! Come out here! I just want to ask you, did you trick me again?

As always, nobody paid him any attention.

Sigh, it seems I really need to keep a low profile, otherwise I might be in danger.

However, there are a few things that must be done before that.

First, visit the two auction houses near Dongjiaomin Lane; they often sell imported goods there.

If all else fails, then go to Liulichang.

He is now very eager to acquire a Western sword.

With this sword, from now on, I'm a swordsman!

Roar! ...

After breakfast, Jiang Baobin hurriedly drove off to run errands.

As soon as he reached the gate, he was stopped by American military police—an old acquaintance, Shang Shi.

The reason given to him was: a theft had occurred in the yard, and passing vehicles needed to be inspected.

Jiang Baobin had no choice but to agree, and even jumped out of the car to open the trunk.

However, another car came up from the back door, and the military police let it through without even looking at it.

Jiang Baobin was furious and questioned him about why he was being treated differently.

Unexpectedly, this guy didn't even try to hide it, saying he was a PhD from Peking Union Medical College Hospital!

More importantly, they are the noble Americans.

Jiang Baobin immediately lodged a protest.

Shang Shi looked at him with a mocking expression, pushed the carbine on his back forward, and his meaning was clear:

Who do you think you are? Protesting? If you're so capable, try refusing inspection and forcing your way in!

Do you dare to shoot me?

Jiang Baobin mustered his courage, but in the end decided against it.

Damn it! A weak nation has no dignity!

But no matter how angry I am, I can't argue with these idiots.

A fool who doesn't even know that 6 + 7 equals 13, whose brain is only one string.

In a moment of impulsiveness, who knows what might happen?

Hmph, a good man doesn't argue with a woman.

Jiang Baobin got back into the driver's seat and started to turn around.

As long as he doesn't drive the car out, the military police won't bother him.

Their orders were to guard the area strictly and prevent the stolen antiques from leaving the villa area.

Jiang Baobin was the key target of surveillance.

Okay, he's also the only one.

When Jiang Baobin extended his middle finger from the car, he then extended another finger, expressing extreme dissatisfaction.

The military police weren't angry; instead, they watched his retreating figure with amusement.

In any case, the people who grow flowers have suffered a setback.

Jiang Baobin cursed his bad luck while driving!

Of course, if he could have endured it and accepted the inspection, he would have driven quite a distance by now.

But he just didn't want to be humiliated—damn it! It won't be long.

If I don't teach you a lesson then, I'll write my name Jiang backwards!

After parking the car, he thought to himself, "No, I can't waste time at home."

If you don't upgrade, you can't improve your skills. If you don't have the skills, how can you avenge today's humiliation?

Five minutes later, the military police stared at Jiang Baobin, who was riding a bicycle, as if he were a fool.

This guy, however, strutted away arrogantly, like a victorious general.

Beneath the wheels was ice, frozen solid like a mirror...

He went to the telegraph company first—it was impossible not to report such a big thing to Elizabeth.

It's also to give her a heads-up, so that she'll be prepared if anything happens.

Jiang Baobin doesn't believe that Sean Oldden will easily back down...