The crazy guy from Hakoden, defeated the millions of gods!

"Yes, yes, I'll stand up right away." The bailiff responded tremblingly. He ignored the blood that had already seeped out of his forehead, supported himself on the ground with both hands, and quickly stood up straight.

This skillful movement seemed like he was already used to it.

For some reason, Zhang Muzhi felt even sadder.

He pointed at the hellish, stinking, and brutal street and said sadly, "What did they do wrong? They just wanted to get their savings back!!

Why, you treat them like this!"

The bailiff lowered his head, his eyes twitching slightly, and he forced a sheepish smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Sir, this is an order from the Governor-General!"

"I ask you, what did they do wrong?"

Hearing Zhang Muzhi's harsh questioning, the bailiff raised his head and saw Zhang Muzhi's genuine expression and his overly young face, which seemed even more childish than his own son. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It's really strange that such a young official doesn't even know the most basic rules.

The yamen runner patiently explained to Zhang Muzhi, the "ignorant" official in his eyes, "Sir, their mistake is that they are fighting with us.

The people should not fight against the officials. This has been the principle of Da Yan for thousands of years. "

The county magistrate destroyed the family and the prefect exterminated the family.

A county magistrate of only the seventh rank could easily destroy the family of a commoner.

"They, the common people, should live an honest and decent life. They don't understand this principle and instead fight against the government. This is the biggest mistake they made."

How could these ignorant common people understand how powerful the government is? They actually rebelled against the government, which was simply courting death!

Look, at the hands of the government’s army, no one knows how many civilians died.

"you you you!!"

Zhang Muzhi's face turned red with anger, his voice became hoarse with anger, and he stomped heavily on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Don't you have a conscience?"

He pointed at those innocent bodies, tears in his eyes: "They also have families and children!!"

Faced with Zhang Muzhi's anger, the yamen runner lowered his head in fear, his knees bent, and finally he knelt on the ground unconsciously.

"My Lord, please calm down, my Lord, please calm down..."

"I'm asking you a question! Answer me!"

"Well, even villains have their own difficulties."

The yamen runner raised his head, looking embarrassed. His words were intermittent, as if every word was squeezed out from the bottom of his heart.

"Master Zhang, a high-ranking official like you doesn't need to consider this, but my whole family, young and old, are looking forward to my meager monthly salary."

His voice was pleading and there was a hint of numbness in his eyes.

"Little man, you need to eat too.

"Master Zhang, I have parents and children to take care of, please let me go!"

The yamen runner was crying and snotting, as if he was afraid of Zhang Muzhi's punishment. He grasped Zhang Muzhi's sleeves tightly with both hands, as if he was grasping the last straw.

However, this only made Zhang Muzhi's sadness even deeper.

His anger and sadness intertwined at this moment, and indescribable complex emotions surged in his heart. His throat trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to start.

Finally, he turned around, ignored the yamen runner kneeling on the ground, and left without looking back!

"I cannot bear to look at the tragic scene, and I cannot bear to hear the rumors.

What else can I say? I understand why the declining nation is silent. Silence, silence! Either explode in silence or perish in silence! ! "

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"You want to join us?"

"Yes, that's right. I hope to join the Workers and Peasants Party."

Zhang Muzhi had a sincere face, with beads of sweat still gleaming on his forehead. He wiped the sweat off his face with the back of his hand. His body was panting from lack of exercise, and the wetness on his forehead formed a sharp contrast with his firm expression. The fatigue from traveling all night was extremely prominent on his tense face.

After making up his mind yesterday, he traveled overnight from Vietnam Province to Han Province, and then after asking around, he came to the Soviet headquarters in Han City.

"you..."

He Qing's eyes wandered over Zhang Muzhi's body, from his sweat-soaked collar to the dirt and dust on his face.

He seemed to have just experienced a difficult journey. However, the white arms and slender white fingers under his clothes were in contrast to his dusty appearance, as if revealing his true identity.

'This is a second generation that has been pampered.'

He Qing muttered to herself in her heart, and after making this judgment, there was a bit more disgust in her eyes.

always like this.

What do these guys think the Party is? A garbage dump?

These landlords and wealthy people always like to send their family members into the party, as if by doing so, these children can protect their families and ensure their families' long-term prosperity.

She stared at Zhang Muzhi coldly, her tone becoming icy: "Unfortunately, the process of joining the party has been stopped now."

She did not give a specific reason, but just told the fact.

The voice as cold as ice was like a sharp blade, cutting Zhang Muzhi's hope completely.

Zhang Muzhi hugged his head and murmured in pain.

"how so..."

Dark Forest: Liberating the Three Bodies: Chapter 182 We Should Really Wipe You All Out!

He Qing ignored Zhang Muzhi's seemingly collapsed state.

The Workers and Peasants' Party should be the vanguard of the working and peasant classes. However, with the expansion of the party membership and the joining of people from all classes, the proportion of party members who were born workers and peasants has been seriously diluted.

Therefore, the committee meeting not long ago announced the suspension of the party admission process. If there are special cases, they need to be reported to the temporary special review committee for approval.

It just so happened that the power of censorship was in her hands, so there were always descendants of these wealthy landlords to disgust her.

'I should kill you all.'

She gritted her teeth and thought, anger surging in her chest and her fists clenched tightly.

These exploiters and oppressors squeeze the bones and marrow of the proletarian people. No matter how the proletarian people wail and cry, they will never give up even the slightest chance to eat their flesh and drink their blood.

And now, the Workers' and Peasants' Party has come and is going to confiscate their properties and exterminate their entire clans. Now they are afraid, and they hastily show a kind face to the workers and peasants whom they have oppressed into an extremely miserable situation, as if they have become the best people in the world overnight.

Why, why weren't you afraid before? Why are you afraid now? You are so cheap.

Not only that, these reactionaries also tried every means to send their family members into the party to usurp the party and seize power.

He Qing took a breath and suppressed the surging anger in his heart.

Every day, dozens or even hundreds of letters of recommendation from children of reactionary families come in, saying they want to join the party. Hasn’t she scolded them enough?

As expected, ideological weapons cannot replace the criticism of weapons. People born in reactionary families have contempt and hostility towards the workers' and peasants' revolution in their bones. They will only temporarily put on a hypocritical face when their interests are threatened, trying to continue to maintain their privileged status through various means.

Her advice to this guy who not only has reactionary ideas and is unrepentant but also wants to sneak into the party and seize power is just one word: kill!

"That's enough, please leave." Her voice was cold, without a trace of warmth.

She had seen Zhang Muzhi's expression too many times. Those "second generation" people with superior backgrounds could always act enthusiastic. They always thought that they could easily impress her with nice words and false emotions and get her to allow them to join the revolutionary ranks.

But she was used to this kind of trick and would not be fooled.

Therefore, looking at Zhang Muzhi, He Qing's face was cold and ruthless, without any room for wavering.

Why do you use the same template even to gain sympathy? Isn't it annoying?

After saying those words of persuasion, without caring about Zhang Muzhi's reaction, He Qing's thoughts began to drift in another direction.

In Zhang Muzhi's eyes, she was a guard standing guard at the gate, preventing uninvited guests from entering.

However, standing guard was not her duty. The reason why she appeared at the gate at dawn was because she had an important task today - to welcome comrades from the Northeast.

He Qing kept thinking about what these comrades would do after their arrival.

The leader of these comrades was named "Ling Sanhu", a general of General Panda's direct army. He also served under Dzerzhinsky for a period of time and had accumulated rich experience.

He Qing had never met him, but he had heard of his iron-blooded reputation, saying that he was like a panda when it came to killing counter-revolutionaries.

"Will they arrive on time?" He Qing raised his wrist to check the time, silently calculating the time they would arrive.

Unconsciously, her fingers were tapping the watch on her wrist, as if this could speed up the passage of time.

She couldn't help but feel a little worried again.

"Will they arrive on time?" She couldn't help but feel worried again.

The journey from the northeast to Han City is too long. If you take the land route, you will pass through the areas controlled by the northern warlords and may encounter many unpredictable difficulties.

However, when she thought of the abilities of those comrades, she felt much more at ease.

These comrades are veteran revolutionaries with rich revolutionary experience. They have fought in the European War, experienced the revolution in Soviet Russia, and confronted Japanese imperialism in the Northeast. There is no doubt about their ability and loyalty.

What she had to do was to quickly let them understand the revolutionary situation in Han City and form a joint force with the local revolutionary forces.

"Are you waiting for someone?" Seeing that He Qing seemed to be waiting, Zhang Muzhi suddenly spoke.

He Qing frowned slightly, and she turned her head to glance at Zhang Muzhi. Her eyes were cold and sharp, piercing people's hearts like a knife.

“This matter has nothing to do with you.

Please turn around and leave here."

Zhang Muzhi stood there awkwardly and hesitated for a moment.

"Can..."

"Sorry, no compromise."

He Qing waved his hand to interrupt him.

She saw Zhang Muzhi reaching for his sleeves and quickly added, "Don't take any money, don't try to bribe me, don't try to pressure me with someone, don't pester me, and don't try to threaten me."

It seemed that she already had a lot of experience in dealing with these people, and once she opened her mouth she blocked everything that might happen next.

"Uh..."

Zhang Muzhi was holding a stack of papers with something written on them, and he seemed to be preparing to hand it to He Qing. However, because of He Qing's rapid-fire words, his hand stopped there, and an awkward smile appeared on his face, not knowing whether to move forward or backward.

He Qing looked at him coldly, frowning slightly: "What is this? Do you want to show it to me?"

"This is a letter from your troops in Vietnam Province that I was asked to bring."

Zhang Muzhi smiled awkwardly and whispered, "When I was heading south, I happened to meet your troops in Vietnam Province. After I asked them for help, they asked me to come to Han City and give you this letter."

"Help? Troops from the Vietnamese province?"

He Qing frowned, with confusion in his eyes. In the near future, the Dayan Soviet had no plans to attack Vietnam Province.

She took the letter, unfolded it quickly, and moved her eyes across the paper, only to find that it was actually a letter from Ling Sanhu!

The content of the letter was brief but to the point. Ling Sanhu and others learned about the tragedy happening in Vietnam Province from Zhang Muzhi, so they immediately decided to attack Vietnam Province at night and attack the Governor's Office!

He Qing's heartbeat quickened rapidly. She looked up suddenly, the anxiety and anger in her eyes burning like fire: "What tragedy happened in Vietnam Province? Tell me now!"

Seeing He Qing's reaction, Zhang Muzhi quickly told him everything he knew, and every word and sentence revealed the tragic reality.

"What did you say?! How dare they!!!"

Her expression became extremely terrifying, and her eyes were like raging flames that were fanned to the point of wanting to eat people!

Seeing this, Zhang Muzhi's face became even more bitter, with a trace of panic and guilt in his eyes, and his voice was filled with uncontrollable tension: "They are still using your name to deceive the people."

“Ahhh, these people deserve to be killed!!”

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PS::

I have a fever and my limbs are weak.