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 insinuatingly 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 little boy said this, he received angry looks from his companions.

As the saying goes, it is better to die than to live. Do you really think you have a long life? You still have someone to kill you?

But to the surprise of these beards, Old Huotou was not anxious 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

Are you going to kill me? 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. Then they came back without saying anything, and just told people to continue on their way.

When they arrived here, Lao Huo Tou and Shang Zhen went down to look at the terrain again. After a while, Shang Zhen and Lao Huo Tou returned to the carriage. At this time, Lao Huo Tou said: "Take the carriage."

Get behind that hill, right here!"

No one really knew what Lao Huotou had in mind. Smiling Tiger was just observing other Northeastern Army soldiers, and the other Northeastern Army soldiers were also confused.

But then 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 is late autumn now. There are trees on the mountains and thick leaves in the woods. Due to the restraints of the rope, Smiling Tiger and the others naturally walk 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 from the lair of the Smiling Tiger, 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 eating there with their mouths open and their mouths open, 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 Northeastern Army as a prisoner, even if he doesn't kill him directly, the treatment will never be any better. What will he do if he feeds you? Does he feed you and run away?

But what surprised Smiling Tiger and the others was that just after the Northeastern Army gave the food to others, they actually gave it to them.

"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 doesn't speak, no one in his group will raise any objection.

Qiu Bo opened the mouth of a bag and found that it was filled with snow-white steamed buns.

Why do people have beards? It's of course 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 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 embarrassment, the bearded men were dumbfounded at the time.

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 for his former bearded colleague, Lao Huotou actually asked someone to untie the hands of Smiling Tiger, which were cropped behind his back.

But then, someone tied it up in front, so that 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: "You military masters can give us food, that's a huge favor, so why don't you hurry up and eat it!"

The bearded men, that is, 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 dogs eat, they have to use their front two paws to pick it up!

But the situation is stronger than the people. Is it possible to survive but also to 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!"

It was at this time that the iron-blooded methods of Lao Huotou, who was born with a beard, became apparent.

The Smiling Tiger wanted to say, "Keep the green hills here, so you don't have to worry about running out of firewood," but did he dare? If he dared to say this, I guess Lao Huo would 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 were thinking, no one knows.

And Old Huo Tou Wang and Lao Mao don’t need to know that they have both been 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 men 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? It was very likely that he would not eat this time.

There is no next meal!

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.
Chapter completed!