Near noon, the troika finally stopped on the roadside.
The Smiling Tiger didn't smile this time. It was really because he was worried and he didn't know what Lao Huotou had in mind.
On the way, he once asked Lao Huotou in a subtle way what he wanted to do with these tigers. But Lao Huotou just smiled with his eyes.
However, one of the grumpy cubs under the Smiling Tiger said angrily, "You might as well just kill us. Where are you going to take us?"
After the kid said this, he received angry looks from his companions.
As the saying goes, it is better to live than to die. Do you really think you have a long life? Are you still calling for someone to kill you?
But to the surprise of these beards, Old Huotou was not in a hurry when he heard the reckless guy's shouting. Instead, as a veteran of the world, he enlightened: "We are all in the same line of work. As a senior, how could I Did you kill him? Just wait patiently!"
Their troika came out in the morning, and the roads they chose were all remote roads, but this time it was rare for them to hit the main road.
On the way, Lao Huotou and Shang Zhen got out of the car and looked at the terrain several times, and then came back without saying anything, just telling people to continue on their way.
When they arrived here, Old Huotou and Shang Zhen went down to look at the terrain. After a while, Shang Zhen and Old Huotou returned to the carriage. At this time, Old Huotou said: "Take the carriage." Get behind that hill, right here!"
No one really knew what Lao Huotou was thinking. Smiling Tiger was just observing other Northeastern Army soldiers, and the other Northeastern Army soldiers were also confused.
But then the Smiling Tiger confirmed that Old Huotou still wanted to do something, because Old Huotou asked someone to untie a rope tied to them.
Then, they, a group of bearded men who once dominated their territory, were driven to the hill like grasshoppers tied by a rope.
It was late autumn now. There were trees on the mountains and thick leaves in the woods. Due to the constraints of the rope, Smiling Tiger and the others walked very slowly.
Finally, when everyone sat down in the woods on the top of the mountain, Old Huo Tou arranged a guard post, and then everyone in the Northeast Army began to eat.
They came out of the Smiling Tiger's lair, so how could they produce so little delicious food? There were three carriages in total, and the last carriage contained a lot of food.
Everyone in the Northeast Army was there eating with open mouths and cheeks, while the Smiling Tiger and the other prisoners could only watch from the side although they were hungry.
There is no other way, the captive must have the consciousness of a captive.
This is all understandable. Even if the Smiling Tiger captures the Northeast Army as a prisoner, even if he doesn't kill him directly, the treatment will never be any better. What are you doing to keep you full? Let you eat enough to escape?
But what surprised Smiling Tiger and the others was that just after the Northeast Army gave them to people, they actually gave them food.
"Bring them the steamed buns and let them eat two of them each," Old Huotou ordered.
Although Shang Zhen is still the nominal leader, the weight of Lao Huotou's words is undoubtedly increasing.
This is of course because Lao Huotou was the first to see through the nature of the smiling tiger's beard.
Both have been beards, and in terms of qualifications as a beard maker, Lao Huotou is much higher than Lao Ma Wang.
As long as Mr. Wang didn't speak, no one in his group would raise any objection.
Qiu Bo opened the mouth of a bag, which was filled with snow-white steamed buns.
Why do people have beards? Of course, it's because beards can drink a lot of wine and eat meat. The steamed buns that Smiling Tiger and the others are eating now are also one of the trophies that Shang Zhen and the others brought out from Smiling Tiger's lair.
"Everyone has contributed, we have to lay them out for you one by one!" Qiu Bo said angrily, and then he and a few soldiers took out the steamed buns from the bag and placed two in front of each bearded man.
"If you don't give us your hands, how will we eat?" said a bearded man.
"Do you eat with your mouth or your hands?" Hou Kanshan scolded angrily, "You can eat whatever you like, and I want to loosen your bonds? No way!"
Of course Hou Kanshan had reason to be angry with these beards. If beards hadn't given him the sweat medicine, how could he have been tricked by that damn Qian Chuan'er?
Not to mention Hou Kanshan's shame and annoyance, the bearded men were dumbfounded at that moment.
Of course they were hungry too, and I didn't give them anything to eat in the morning.
Now, each of them was given two large steamed buns, but their hands were all cut behind their backs, so how could they eat?
The one with the highest salary here is of course Xiaoao Jianghu, because Lao Huotou is not tied up with other beards.
As a sign of respect to my former bearded peers. Lao Huotou actually asked someone to untie Smiling Tiger's hands that were tied behind his back.
But then, someone tied it up in front. In this way, Old Huo Toubi could finally hold the steamed bun with both hands and eat it.
Seeing his subordinates staring blankly at the snow-white steamed buns on the ground, Smiling Tiger spoke up: "You military masters can give us food, that's a huge favor, so why don't you hurry up and eat!"
The bearded men, the little brats under Lao Huotou, looked at each other in confusion. After a while, one of the bearded men finally knelt down and lowered his head to nibble on the buns on the ground.
This is undoubtedly a humiliation.
How can humans eat like dogs? That is, when the dog eats, he still has to use his two front paws to pick it up!
But the situation is stronger than the people. Is it possible to survive but also have dignity?
"If anyone is pretending not to eat those steamed buns, don't give them to him!" Old Huotou said coldly, "Now you think this eating posture is awkward? It's better to eat like a dog than to be a dog for the Japanese!"
At this time, the iron-blooded methods of Lao Huotou, who was born with a beard, became apparent.
The Smiling Tiger wanted to say, "If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood," but does he dare? If he dared to say this, Lao Huo would probably cut him into pieces as soon as he turned his face!
Now that one of them knelt down to eat, the second one appeared. Slowly, all the bearded men knelt down and gnawed the buns in front of them like dogs.
As for what they are thinking, no one knows.
And Old Huo Tou Wang and Lao Mao don’t need to know that they have been both beards and soldiers. In their eyes, the barrel of a gun is the last word, not to mention humiliation, and throwing farts in the face of survival is nothing!
A miracle happened. A dozen bearded men all knelt on the ground and stuck out their buttocks to nibble on the steamed buns placed on the ground.
Although the bearded people were angry, they also understood that it was Lao Huotou's "grace" that he could eat now. If he didn't eat this meal, who knew when he would eat the next one? If you don’t eat this time, you may not have the next meal at all!
But at this time, besides the smiling tiger, another exception appeared.
The little dustpan also knelt down, but just when he was about to bite the steamed buns placed on the grass, a big hand grabbed the two steamed buns.
When the little dustpan man raised his head in surprise, he saw that Erhanzi had already put one of the steamed buns in front of his mouth, and Erhanzi's eyes were full of concern.
