An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Jiang Baobin raised his hands at the same time, indicating that he would stay here obediently and would not move.

Old Syl then left, grumbling and cursing.

A moment later, the sound of footsteps on the stairs could be heard.

Jiang Baobin let out a breath and clicked his tongue at the same time—

The system is really unreliable. I came here specifically to use Old Searle as an experiment, but I can't even get a living person into it!

Otherwise, use the same methods as dealing with wolves to give Old Deng a "falling punishment" as well!

That would be so satisfying.

Even the scene of an accidental death doesn't need to be staged; it's flawless.

How dare this guy say the system is not working properly?

Aside from living people, there's nothing it can't hold, right?

That's why people are so greedy.

Jiang Baobin listened intently to what Old Xier was making.

He took out the weapons from the space one by one.

I'm figuring out which method to use to solve the problem.

"Lee Enfield"?

Forget it, once it launches, the noise will probably be heard throughout half of the villa area.

"Luozi"?

That won't work either, because he's always been a good guy and never thought of getting it a silencer.

But this time I need to be prepared, there are always treacherous subjects who want to harm me!

"Brotherhood of Blades"?

I haven't practiced much, so my performance is still a bit lacking.

"Swift Sword"?

Yes, this one is still the best; it's the one I'm most comfortable using.

Moreover, the wound is small and won't cause too much of a scene, which would be too troublesome to clean up.

Seeing that the time was right, he took off his shoes, tiptoed, and skillfully made his way upstairs to the study.

Old Siele's safe is inside; he's probably taking money out right now...

In the morning, Jiang Baobin was awakened by a huge roar.

He was busy until very late because he had cleaned Old Hill's house again last night.

So I slept in today, which is quite rare for me.

After gnawing on two pig trotters, this guy practiced his kundalini energy while keeping an eye on the airplanes in the sky.

This is the second one.

The previous one also circled for a long time before finally flying away in frustration.

Jiang Baobin could only think of one reason: that "Nanyuan Airport" had been occupied by the CCP.

That's why the plane couldn't land.

Just then, Daya came out and reported, "Third Brother, the power is out and the water is out too."

"Thank goodness we listened to you; all the pots and pans in the house, even the bathtub, are full of water."

"I know, but use it if you need to. Most of the people living here are foreigners, so someone will definitely come to deliver water."

"Don't worry about the price when it's too high, just buy it if you want to."

"Okay, I understand. Are you going out, bro?"

"My car broke down, I need to get it towed and repaired."

"oh."

"Don't wander around, there are soldiers everywhere outside."

"I know."

The car was indeed broken, but Jiang Baobin did it on purpose.

Old Siere's disappearance is such a big deal, someone definitely needs to investigate.

He did this to exonerate himself—

A living person, and so many things are missing. I don't even have a car, how am I supposed to cover up the crime?

Jiang Daya followed him into the house and asked again:

"Third Brother, didn't you say you were moving? When are we moving?"

"We'll see. It's still safe here. We'll stay a couple more days if we can."

"Things are completely chaotic now. I'm worried that that bastard Zhao Zhibang might do something desperate!"

"No way, he didn't run away? Didn't all the officials run away?"

"We don't know yet, but they're fighting so fast, many people won't have time to react."

Jiang Daya pouted, and it was clear that the girl was homesick.

That's just how people are; what they can't have always seems better.

Once she gets home, she'll definitely miss the carefree days outside.

Jiang Baobin spent the whole morning looking for a repair shop to tow truck (deliberately making a lot of noise), inspecting the vehicle, and then simply leaving it there.

After returning, I rode my bicycle out again.

Dongsi Archway.

His safe house, which had always been kept secret.

He noticed the gate was open in the distance, and immediately became alert.

I locked it up very securely when I left.

Jiang Baobin rode over nonchalantly at first, but was actually observing the situation.

What happened next was something he never expected—

Two horses actually appeared in the yard.

What's even more disgusting is that they also pooped a huge pile!

"What's going on?" Jiang Baobin asked, circling back inside.

"Stop right there! What are you doing here?"

A white dog wearing an apron came out of the east wing, pointed at Jiang Baobin, and questioned him.

"How dare you! And who are you? What are you doing in my house? Who gave you permission to come in?"

Jiang Baobin was truly furious.

He has poured a lot of effort into this place, and it holds many secrets!

Bai Gouzi paused, not expecting Jiang Baobin to be so impulsive.

Moreover, judging from his extraordinary attire and arrogant demeanor, he was clearly not an ordinary person, so I remained silent.

As a service soldier, he was the best at reading people's expressions and currying favor with those in power.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you come here and yell like that?"

At this moment, two more white dogs came out from the main house.

One of the girls, nicknamed "Two Flowers," wearing a school uniform coat, spoke up to question him.

"Who are you?" Jiang Baobin asked without flinching. "How dare you trespass on private property?"

"Two Flowers" gave a mocking smile: "So you're the owner. Perfect, I was just looking for you."

"I am Sun Shidong, the quartermaster of the Fourth Army Corps of the Central Plains Army."

"I now announce Order No. ××× of the North China Suppression Headquarters."

"Due to the need for suppressing the rebellion, your house has been requisitioned effective immediately."

Damn it! That bastard! Isn't this blatant bullying?

"You think you can just requisition us like that? Let me tell you, I am America..."

Jiang Baobin rattled off a long list of his titles.

Unfortunately, his usually reliable status as an American journalist didn't work this time.

Sun Shidong listened with a half-smile, and finally asked, "Are you finished?"

Jiang Baobin blinked: Oh my god! It didn't work, this is hopeless!

Sure enough, Sun Shidong grinned mischievously and said, "You can leave after you've finished speaking."

"Of course, you can go to the 'Suppression Headquarters' and report me to the Commander-in-Chief."

"Look at you, some old American reporter, do you even have the nerve to talk back?"

Damn it! This is so unfair! They clearly thought they had me cornered.

"Fine, your name is Sun Shidong, right? We'll see! I guarantee you'll regret this!"

The two of them simultaneously pursed their lips.

Jiang Baobin turned and walked out, thinking of a solution.

"stop!"

But before he could even leave the house, Sun Shidong called out to him again.

Jiang Baobin turned around and gave him a cold look.

He really didn't believe this guy would dare to do anything to him.

Sun Shidong took out a wad of cash from his pocket, pulled out a bill, and casually handed it to the guard beside him.

The guy sneered, "This is your requisition fee. Don't say there was no compensation when you file a complaint."

Jiang Baobin didn't take the money; instead, he pointed at the white dog wearing an apron.

He had just come out of the warehouse, carrying a basket of coal briquettes.

Jiang Baobin scoffed, "You have no shame? This compensation isn't even enough to buy my coal briquettes."

Sun Shidong grew impatient: "Once the war is over, we will compensate you accordingly."

Instead of getting angry, Jiang Baobin laughed and said, "Do you even believe what you say?"

Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, Sun Shidong instantly turned hostile...