Mi Xaing 'er quickly scanned her surroundings. Almost everyone in the task force was drenched in sweat and looked exhausted. Some of them even had traces of grass and mud on their pants. They looked a little disheveled.
She understood that these people were probably so tired after being carried by Nan Ye for half a night on the mountain.
As for why they were here again …
It seemed that there must be some unforeseen circumstances.
She did not have time to delve into it. She leaned against the door. "What do you want?"
"What do we want?" Someone in the crowd shouted. "How dare you deceive the provincial task force and secretly help the demoted person, Xiao Qingshan, to disguise himself as a patient and escape our inspection. This is simply aiding the evildoer. It's a heinous crime …"
"Yes, and your identity …"
"Yes, one is a demoted person, and the other is a landlord class who specializes in exploiting the people. They actually united. This is simply going against the heavens. We must deal with this seriously …"
"Resolutely down …"
“”
For a moment, all kinds of clamoring rose one after another. Anyway, none of them were pleasant to hear.
Mi Xaing 'er felt that these groundless accusations were funny in her heart. If this was in the 21st century, it would simply be "outrageous". However, in that era, it was a big accusation. If it was not handled properly, it would really lead to imprisonment.
She straightened her shoulders slightly. "What evidence do you have?"
Everyone in the crowd answered at once.
"Someone reported …"
"Someone saw you bring Xiao Qingshan home …"
"You still dare to deny it …"
Mi Xaing 'er immediately asked, "Who, who reported it …"
There was silence all around.
The man in the lead snorted coldly. "It's useless for you to ask so many questions. We are not obliged to answer your questions. In short, the eyes of the people are as bright as snow. They are watching you everywhere. You socialist vermin will never escape the control of the working masses …"
After speaking, he pushed Mi Xaing 'er's shoulder with his big hand. "You want evidence, right? Fine. We'll go in and search now. If we find Xiao Qingshan, we'll tie you up and bring you to the province. According to the same crime, both of you will be punished together …"
He was tall and strong. With this push, Mi Xaing 'er lost her balance and staggered a few steps back into the courtyard.
The crowd immediately followed suit. They didn't have anyone else in their eyes. With torches in their hands, they shouted:
"Old Li, search from here."
"Old Wang, go to the backyard."
"Hey, hey, everyone, move faster. Don't let Xiao Qingshan escape."
“”
As the old saying goes, a tiger cannot defeat a pack of wolves.
Mi Xaing 'er was an 18-year-old girl. Faced with so many aggressive men, there was no way she could reason with them. She was really helpless.
In an instant, the courtyard was in a mess.
The situation was getting out of hand.
Suddenly, someone shouted from outside the wall, "Stop!"
His voice was as loud as a bell, like a small clap of thunder, reverberating in the courtyard.
Everyone turned to look.
A man in military uniform strode in from outside the courtyard. He was tall, with a straight back and broad shoulders. His aura was cold and domineering. When he walked, he looked like a tiger. He had a fierce aura that said, "Those who stand in my way will die".
They looked at his face.
His facial features were handsome, and his gaze was deep. His thick eyebrows were knitted into a line, and there was a scar between his eyebrows. Under the light of the torch, it seemed to be moving faintly. It looked like the word "Wang" on a tiger's head. It added a bit of hostility to his already fierce aura.
Yun Jingting was here.
His bright eyes swept across the courtyard, and everyone felt a chill in their faces. It was so cold that a layer of goosebumps appeared on their bodies. They couldn't help but stop what they were doing. Although no one said anything, everyone had the same thought. They only felt that the other party was too dangerous even if he was alone. Only by having more people could they contend with this man.
They slowly moved their feet and stood side by side.
Mi Xaing 'er stood in the courtyard and looked at Yun Laohu quietly. She had never felt that he was so tall.
At this moment, Yun Jingting was standing in front of more than ten men. He was as calm as a crane in a flock of chickens. He was superior to others.
Tall.
It was not his height, but his aura.
Yun Laohu had the aura of a brave man who had gone through life and death situations. People couldn't help but want to avoid him.
He straightened his back and didn't look at Mi Xaing 'er. He looked straight at the crowd. "Who are you people? What are you doing here?"
Everyone looked at each other. Someone answered softly, "We are a task force sent by the province to arrest the people who were demoted."
Yun Laohu shouted loudly, "Who is the one in charge? Come out and speak!"
He was completely commanding from a high position. His tone was like that of a soldier, and no one could question him.
The triangular-eyed man who pushed Mi Xaing 'er earlier stood out.
He could be rude and domineering to Mi Xaing 'er, but he didn't even dare to look at Yun Jingting in his military uniform. He answered hesitantly, "I-I am the person in charge of this operation. My surname is Mo, and my name is Mo Ziqiang."
Yun Jingting didn't wait for him to finish and snorted coldly. "What operation?"
Mo Ziqiang felt that he didn't come with good intentions, but he was intimidated by Yun Laohu's aura and majesty. He didn't dare to challenge him, and could only explain in a low voice, "Comrade of the People's Liberation Army, it seems that you have some misunderstanding. We are on the same front line, and we are all doing this for the benefit of the country."
Yun Laohu waved his hand. "The benefit of the country is to let you cause unnecessary internal strife, to let you barge into people's houses in the dark, and to bully a teenage girl. The benefit of the country is to let you bleed on the battlefield, sacrifice on the frontline, and sacrifice your life for the country without hesitation among thousands of soldiers and horses. It's not to let you talk nonsense like a dog pulling sheep's clothing."
He raised his eyebrows indifferently. "Why? You think I'm scolding you? If you don't agree, you can go and complain. No matter where you go, I'll accompany you. Remember, I'm from the 163rd Regiment of the military region. My name is Yun Jingting."
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