Siheyuan, don't yell at me

Chapter 283 Accident

At this moment, the average height of Japanese men is only about 1.6 meters.

In contrast, He Daqing is tall, strong and fair-complexioned.

But it stands out in this land, attracting attention like a crane among chickens.

Not only was he tall and strong, he also always acted arrogantly and looked down on others, completely disregarding the Japanese devils.

The more arrogant and domineering He Daqing was, the more the Japanese devils felt in awe of him.

After all, He Daqing's fair and strong body is definitely the result of a life of luxury, and ordinary people cannot imitate it even if they want to.

Maybe he is an important figure in a powerful and aristocratic family, and he is definitely not someone that ordinary people like them can afford to offend.

Even the patrol police would smile fawningly when they saw He Daqing.

Faced with such a situation, He Daqing became more and more complacent.

What made He Daqing even more satisfied was that as long as he just beckoned to those Japanese women who were slightly pretty on the road, they would be impatient to come closer to him.

In just a few days, He Daqing was almost on the verge of achieving the astonishing record of "killing a hundred people", breaking his own limits time and time again.

Fortunately, He Daqing had a lot of powerful pills in his hand.

Thanks to the system that strengthened my body, I was not drained by these slutty bitches who liked to grind steel bars.

Although Japan is not large in area, its terrain is very long and narrow.

Looking at the map, it looks like a winding leech. This unique geographical feature seems to coincide with the characteristics of the Japanese people.

It seems that every Japanese has the gene of aggression hidden deep in their hearts, and they always want to rely on other countries and greedily suck their blood.

This is true for everyone, regardless of gender, age or status. He Daqing has experienced this deeply and was almost sucked dry.

The distance from Yamaguchi Prefecture to He Daqing's destination, Yamanashi Prefecture, is more than 800 kilometers.

He Daqing drove his motorcycle slowly all the way, and after a long four or five days, he finally arrived at Sanxiang Town.

The size of the town is comparable to some towns in China. Due to its proximity to Tokyo, Sango Town has a large population of approximately four to five thousand people.

He Daqing found a hotel to rest. He didn't know whether it was because he was extremely lucky or because Datou at the well had bad luck.

The owner of this hotel is short and has a big head, so people who know him call him "Big Head".

In addition, the proprietress, who was nearly 40 years old and had a plump figure, happened to have a charming beauty mole at the corner of her mouth.

Combined with what Puyi said about the physical characteristics of the big-headed man by the well - thick eyebrows, collapsed nose bridge, and bald head, etc.

At this time, He Daqing was at least 80% sure in his heart: the owner of this hotel should be the person he had been looking for.

Now that he already has a clue, He Daqing naturally won't waste any more time.

That night, he took action. He saw that Datou had just closed the door of the inn and was about to close the shop, then he hugged his wife and walked towards the house with a dissolute smile on his face.

However, when they walked into the house, they were surprised to find a masked man inside!

There is no doubt that the masked man is He Daqing himself.

At this moment, he was holding a black pistol, pointing it directly at Big Head and his wife at the well.

"President Datou, I'm a little short on money lately, and I'd like to borrow some money from you!

Please don't move, otherwise I might get nervous and turn your wife into a widow.

Therefore, you better behave yourself and don't do anything tricky.

Get down quickly and hold your head with your hands!"

Faced with this sudden situation, Big Head by the Well's expression did not change at all, as if the person in front of him was just an ordinary petty thief.

"Brave man, how much money do you need? Just tell me the number and I will give it to you with both hands!" said the big man at the well calmly.

"Ha ha!

President Datou is indeed an open-minded person.

Just listen to me, I only want money!

Madam, please tie up Big Head President with the red rope on your bedside.

Wow~ Madam, you two are quite romantic.

If you weren't a little old, I would at least fight with you.

Don't dawdle, hurry up..."

Datou by the well originally wanted to take out a dagger from his pocket and give the kidnapper a ruthless blow while He Daqing was tying him up.

However, the kidnapper was very cunning and kept his eyes on the big head by the well, leaving him no chance to strike.

Datou at the well could only watch Cui Taohua tie herself up tightly with the red rope.

In fact, money is not something particularly important to Datou at the Well.

With his family background, he could easily sell any treasure he had in Hong Kong for an astronomical price.

He Daqing slashed Cui Taohua on the back of the neck with a knife, knocking her unconscious.

Then he threw two more punches, knocking the big-headed guy by the well unconscious.

With a wave of his hand, he took the two people into the space.

Obviously, He Daqing had no intention of giving these two guys any chance to survive, and he acted without any scruples.

I have to say, the monkey stealing peaches is a good trick.

With the blessing of master-level skills, no one can withstand He Daqing's spending.

After a while, the big guy by the well confessed everything.

He Daqing, who had learned the whereabouts of the imperial seal, flashed out of the space in ecstasy.

He walked anxiously to the bookcase in the room and twisted a bronze figure inside the bookcase.

Then I heard a "click" sound of unlocking.

Immediately afterwards, He Daqing pushed the bookcase, revealing an underground passage, and He Daqing went down without hesitation.

The basement covers an area of ​​more than 100 square meters, and is filled with antique shelves filled with a dazzling array of bottles and jars.

At the innermost part, there is a desk with a dragon chair.

On the desk, inside the bright yellow brocade box, was what He Daqing had been dreaming about day and night.

Without any hesitation, He Daqing took a few steps and walked to the desk.

He took a deep breath and slowly reached out to the brocade box with trembling hands.

When the lid was opened, a bright yellow jade seal appeared inside.

It is about four inches square, and has five dragons coiled on the top.

The moment He Daqing reached out and touched the imperial seal.

The system made a “ding~” sound.

"The Imperial Seal was found and is being recovered~"

He Daqing didn't even have the right to refuse, as a black hole the size of a human head suddenly appeared in front of him.

The black hole seemed to distort space and sucked in the imperial seal.

He Daqing tightly grasped the imperial seal, pulled it hard, and cursed loudly.

"Fuck it, you beast, stop, stop, I refuse to recycle..."

However, it was of no use. The jade seal was slowly sucked into the black hole, and most of it disappeared.

Just when He Daqing was in despair, the imperial seal emitted a soft golden light and immediately broke free from the black hole.

With a "whoosh", he crashed into He Daqing.

Before He Daqing could react, he felt as if something had crawled into his arms.

He lifted the clothes on his belly in shock, but found no trace of the imperial seal.

There were just eight more ancient seal characters above the belly button.

"If you receive orders from Heaven, you will live forever!"