The beauty is in my arms, the young marshal's eyes are red at night

The dance is over.

People returned home happily and filed out of Paramount, with Xu Yingying walking slowly among them.

There were so many ladies and ladies around, all of them dressed in colorful clothes. His jasper-colored gown didn't look out of place among them, but rather he looked like someone's husband or a male companion.

He straightened his back, held a folding fan, and slowly walked out of Paramount.

The trip went smoothly.

This batch of goods was several times larger than usual, and people had already ordered them all before they arrived. Once the goods arrived, he was able to resell them, which was enough for him to make a huge profit!

These wealthy businessmen rely on him to smoke.

The lifeblood is held in his hand, ready to be flattened and rounded by him at any time.

Xu Yingying was still thinking about her dream of getting rich, and she couldn't help but smile proudly, but she didn't know that she had been targeted by someone in the dark.

He turned into a deserted alley.

With the wig and high heels hidden in the loose Mao suit, she threw them into the trash can.

Xu was too excited and came out of the dance hall inconspicuously. He didn't notice that the alley was too quiet, and he was still humming a tune happily.

When he reached the depths of the alley, three or four people sprang out from nowhere and pounced on him, knocking him to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Xu Yingying shouted.

He kept struggling and thought he was being robbed, so he said, "I have money! I will give you whatever you want!"

No one paid him any attention.

It was difficult for one person to defeat many hands. After struggling for a long time, he could not relax at all, and his hands were even cut off from behind his back.

The sound of leather shoes scraping against the ground sounded as she walked closer to him step by step.

Then, a man's lazy voice came from above: "Xu Yingying."

These three words immediately stopped the struggling man on the ground.

In order to distinguish, his identity as a man is not Xu Yingying, not even the pronunciation.

The visitor called him Xu Yingying.

The man's eyes rolled around, and he was so frightened that he forgot to struggle. He was shocked and wanted to raise his head, but someone grabbed the back of his neck, making him unable to raise his head.

How does he know?

Soon, he reacted again, Zhang Huang denied: "What Xu Yingying? My name is not Xu Yingying! You have found the wrong person, you have found the wrong person!"

He tried to change the subject, "You want money, don't you? I have money! I can give it to you no matter how much you want! Really! Money is easy to talk to!"

"You have indeed found the wrong person." Lazy's voice sounded like a smile but not a smile, like a hunting beast, ferocious and careless.

The person in front of him is already his own, and he is confident.

He added, "The woman you are disguised as is called Xu Yingying. What is your name?"

The man was shocked!

When was it discovered?

He didn't leave any traces on the second floor. How could he be easily discovered by people with his appearance of changing men and women?

"..."

He was silent.

"You're thinking you're leaving no trace and I'm blowing you up?"

The speaker squatted down, grabbed the hair on the back of Xu Yingying's head, and forced her to look at him, "The Chinese tunic suit is very good at hiding your cheongsam."

He took out a knife from his pocket and threw it to the officer next to him.

The officer took it and opened his tunic.

Under the jasper-colored tunic, there is an apricot-yellow cheongsam!

Xu Yingying met the man's eyes, and her pupils instantly dilated.

Shen Yuqing!

"You, you, you..." The man said you several times, but couldn't say anything else.

He was a little frustrated.

Shen Yuqing took action personally and caught him.

He doesn't take action easily, and now that he has taken action, he confronts him face to face. No matter how much he quibbles, it will be of no avail.

He has never been discovered disguised as a woman. He has always done these shady transactions with ease. Even the person he was trading with didn't know his true identity. Why did he make a mistake today?

The officer cut open his clothes, groped up and down, and found the transaction note from the compartment of the clothes.

The officer handed it to Shen Yuqing.

Shen Yuqing opened it and took a look, his face was gloomy and scary.

"I found someone to play the role of your father. I opened a few restaurants in Nancheng and pretended to be a father and daughter from the north. You and your 'father' looked for rich people to make friends with, and then used your male identities to sell them cigarettes..."

Shen Yuqing opened her lips and spoke coldly and gloomily every word.

"Do you know that killing people, selling goods, and selling cigarettes are the most unsavory things! These things are used by the enemy to disintegrate us. When you are trying to make money, have you ever thought about where you will put our people!"

He grabbed Xu Yingying's head, his eyes were sinister, and slapped him in the face.

Song Huiyi happened to hear these words when he walked into the alley.

Her heart trembled slightly.

After the dance, her eldest brother Song Mingli came to pick her up.

He was worried, so he came over after the dance started and sat in the car waiting for her.

Song Huiyi briefly talked about what happened.

The person sent by Song Mingli pointed out the way and said that the person entered the alley but did not come out.

She and Song Mingli came over to take a look.

Before he could say anything, Shen Yuqing took the knife from the officer's hand. He raised the knife and put it down. Without hesitation, he inserted it directly into Xu Yingying's temple and pulled it out fiercely.

The white knife goes in and the red knife goes out.

Blood spurted out from the wound.

"Xu Yingying" before she could say anything, her throat became hoarse, her eyes widened and she lost her breath.

During the bloody scene under the moonlight, Song Mingli subconsciously raised his hand to block Song Huiyi's eyes, protecting her: "Don't look."

Song Huiyi was not afraid.

Europe is a mess. She has seen too many shootings there and has long lost sight of life and death.

Two days ago at Yangshan Pier, warm blood sprayed on her face. She was frightened and dazed, but she returned to normal in an instant.

It's not that she's indifferent.

Rather, although people cannot give up their lives easily, life is sometimes really fragile and can end with a knife or a gun.

Human life is not trivial, but it cannot survive a single blow.

Shen Yuqing killed someone, and with a normal expression, he rubbed the knife on Xu Yingying's clothes and slowly put it into the scabbard.

He stood up, and the officer next to him quickly covered the body with a sack, cleared the scene, and took the person away quietly.

It's like nothing happened here.

Even the wind blowing by had no smell of blood.

"You brothers were inspired by Song Peiwen!"

Shen Yuqing teased, "Mr. Song, who has business all over the country, has to act like a polite scholar, even with his several sons! Are you going to teach or kill people?"

He took off his bloody vest and threw it to the adjutant Tan Shaoyuan next to him.

Song Mingli said: "You scared my sister."

"It's true that the brothers and sisters have become estranged from each other after not seeing each other for several years. Do you think your sister is afraid?"

He approached them and whistled frivolously, "When she pointed the gun at me, she was not ambiguous at all, like a little pepper!"

He was talking to Song Mingli, but his eyes were looking at Song Huiyi.

He tilted his head, a smile on his face.

Song Huiyi turned away and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Song Mingli was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and asked her in disbelief: "You pointed a gun at him?"

She opened her mouth to answer, but Shen Yuqing interrupted her again: "Uh-huh, twice!"

Then he said, "Little Pepper, do you want to explain it to your brother?"

"..."

What is the explanation? Why did she point the gun at him because he had been flirting with her several times?

Song Huiyi once again felt that Shen Yuqing was shameless.

He took this as an honor!

From her silence, Song Mingli was keenly aware that there might be something unknown between the two of them.

His eyes lingered between the two.

Shen Yuqing was like a bystander watching a play, watching Song Huiyi's performance with a smile.

Watching the fun is not too big a deal!

Song Huiyi took a deep breath, took out the gun from his handbag and raised it, straight without any deviation.

The gun was pointed at Shen Yuqing.

Song Mingli didn't understand what she meant, and raised his hand to suppress her gun-holding hand, but saw Song Huiyi facing him steadily, without a trace of fear on his face.

The officer behind Shen Yuqing had a serious look on his face when she raised the gun, and pointed the gun in his hand at her head.

As long as Song Huiyi takes action, they will beat her into a sieve first.

Song Mingli's expression tightened.

The military government and the Youth Gang were both overt and covert, and could be said to be "allies" in some respects. They even had some "personal relations" with Song Peiwen, so he was not worried about conflicts.

But when the gun is pointed at the head, it's different.

As soon as he put his hand on the gun on his waist, he saw Song Huiyi's red lips opening and closing, and her voice was as cold as the color of her lips:

"I just pointed it out, will the young marshal kill me?"

Shen Yuqing smiled.

She is really graceful, even the action of raising the gun with both hands is so high-spirited.

He raised his hands to applaud and said several good words in succession.

"Song Mingli, look at your good sister, she pointed a gun at me for the third time."

Shen Yuqing signaled the officer behind him to put down his gun.

The other person took another step forward, bent down and put his head against the muzzle of the gun, "She is very smart! She negotiated a deal with me before helping me catch the rabbit, so that I would not cause trouble to the Qing Gang!"

The implication is that he handled it gently.

Song Huiyi took back his gun, but his picturesque features were covered with coldness: "Don't talk to me about what you have or what you don't have."

What do you mean by helping him?

If they didn't have the same goal, she wouldn't care about his own affairs.

Shen Yuqing responded lazily.

Song Mingli felt even more strange.

Who is Shen Yuqing? I can't control him even if the King of Heaven comes!

If someone points a gun at him, he will at least remove his hands and feet in return. Now I can still joke with others and just put it aside casually.

Is there something going on between the two of them?

On second thought, it was impossible.

The younger sister had just returned to Nancheng. She had been in faraway Europe for the past five years, and the two of them had no chance to meet. After thinking about it, he secretly thought that he was thinking too much.

"Young Marshal, you just killed him without interrogating him." Song Mingli asked, "If he is on the line, there is no point in killing many minions."

"His upline is with me."

"At your place?"

Song Huiyi and Song Mingli spoke at the same time. They looked at each other and thought of Deputy Chief of Staff Zhou Chengguo who was chased by Shen Yuqing a few days ago.

Shen Yuqing threw the note in his hand over.

Song Mingli caught it and opened it. There were several places where the smoke was hidden.

"Find these and destroy them."

Shen Yuqing took out a cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath before continuing, "Please go back and tell Mr. Song that I have something important to discuss with him tomorrow morning."