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

"Sorry, I can't inform you of Master Jiu's whereabouts," Zhong Yue said.

Song Mingli's attempt to inquire about information came to nothing.

"Who died on the third floor?" Song Huiyi asked.

Manager Sun's eyes widened: "Someone died on the third floor?!"

How come he doesn’t know!

If Master Jiu comes to Metropolis, how many people will he kill?

He was sweating and couldn't even think about it. He asked tentatively, "This, this, this...who died this time?"

Zhong Yue spoke concisely and to the point: "Zhang Qian's son."

"..." She could only say that Zhou Shi was so brave.

It is not enough to kill my father, I must also kill my son.

Manager Sun was so frightened that his legs became weak again. Who is his boss? How come he dares to touch anyone?

Song Mingli said nothing more and protected Song Huiyi downstairs.

The murder in the Heroes Arena did not affect the Metropolitan Ballroom, which was still bustling with singing and dancing.

They came out of the main entrance.

After getting in the car, Song Mingli had a chance to talk to her alone.

"You, you, you scared me to death!"

His face was full of worry, and he was a little helpless, "You said you have been back for less than a month, how come you can encounter everything?"

"How would I know?"

Song Huiyi smiled bitterly and blinked aggrievedly, "I thought Nancheng was so chaotic, and something would happen just by going out."

She also felt wronged.

"How is it possible? You don't do anything when the military government and the police department are not doing anything?"

Song Mingli said, "What's more, no matter how chaotic Nancheng is, it's not like you bumped into the marshal of the military government as soon as you got off the boat, went to watch a fighting match and bumped into Zhou Shi!"

Everything hit her.

If Zhou Shi also fell in love with his sister——

Shen Yuqing was in front holding a gun to apply pressure, and Zhou Shi was holding a knife in the back to play assassination. Is it possible that such a big youth gang would have to be attacked from both sides?

Song Mingli didn't dare to think about it!

"Brother, do you know him?"

Hearing Song Mingli say his name directly, Song Huiyi was shocked and asked hurriedly, "What is Zhou Shi's background? He dared to kill the mayor and his son!"

"The leader of the Ax Gang, famous for his assassinations."

Song Mingli pondered for a moment before saying, "He is a person who punishes evil and promotes good, but hates evil as much as he hates it. He specializes in killing people he doesn't like. He is bloodthirsty but does not kill indiscriminately."

Song Huiyi choked up.

Now she also felt that she was somewhat "lucky".

No wonder he could tell her identity with just his mouth, and that her father didn't dare to fight him.

Punishing evil and promoting good will now explain why he is considerate of his servants.

Song Huiyi suddenly thought of something and asked again: "So if one day he doesn't like the Qing Gang, he will also take action?"

"If he wants to take action, he is not afraid of who the opponent is. He assassinated a big warlord in the north last year and died after taking a bath. Many people are afraid of him." Song Mingli said.

There are many small warlords in the world today, but they are just low-class gangsters.

The great warlords are different.

Zhou Shi dared to kill even the big warlords in the north, let alone the Qing Gang.

Whenever she goes out, she will meet a troublesome person.

Song Huiyi looked at the scenery outside the car, his mind wandering elsewhere, and his heart felt a little heavy.

Her hands were still numb.

Even one shot made her arm numb, let alone several consecutive shots. The recoil was really not something she could bear.

Song Huiyi thought: "I need to practice shooting more."

In this turbulent era, guns are harder than fists.

Song Mingli next to him also looked solemn.

He said: "Zhou Shi does have some scenes in Nancheng, but he has been active in the Wancheng area and does not leave easily. I don't know why he suddenly came to Nancheng. I have to go back to investigate to find out."

Song Huiyi hummed.

The weather was not very good for the next few days.

The sky was always gray, and it rained continuously from morning to night.

Song Huiyi liked this kind of light rain.

On rainy days, everything outside is covered with a layer of mist, making everything look hazy and beautiful.

At this time, she would ask someone to move a rocking chair to the pavilion in the back garden. She would sit in the rocking chair, listen to the sound of rain falling, and read books leisurely.

The parrot followed her.

Sometimes when she saw good content, she would read a few sentences when she got interested. Every time she opened her mouth, the parrot would follow suit.

Shen Yuqing didn't teach much. He always repeated those few sentences.

When she wasn't talking, she was very quiet.

When the weather finally cleared up, Song Heping said he had bought her a pony suitable for a girl. He had just delivered it to the racecourse yesterday and asked her to go horse riding there.

"when to go?"

She has been reading at home these past few days, and she is a little bored. As soon as I heard about horse riding, I was eager to try it. "The last time I rode a horse was five years ago. At that time, I was young and I rode a pony!"

"In two days. It just rained and the racecourse is all muddy. It would be bad if you fall."

"Okay." Song Huiyi agreed.

She looked up at the sky. The sun was hanging high today, and the dazzling light made her dizzy and unable to open her eyes.

It's sunny after the rain. It's good weather.

Two days later, Song Huiyi and Song Heping went to the racecourse together.

When she got there, she changed into riding clothes first.

Song Heping bought her a maroon pony with a short body, suitable for girls.

She got familiar with it for a while before trying to get on the horse. The pony had a docile personality and just barked once before letting her ride on it honestly.

Song Huiyi was a little nervous at first.

She thought that she had not ridden a horse in a few years, so she had almost forgotten about it. Unexpectedly, after getting on the horse, those long-lost memories came out on their own.

Song Heping was worried about her, so he still held the horse's rope and took her for a slow walk.

After a lap, she was allowed to ride on her own.

As soon as her hand was loosened, Song Huiyi tightened the reins and clamped the horse's belly, and the pony started running wildly with her.

"Hui Yi!" Song Heping was frightened.

He quickly got on his horse and chased after him. When the horse's body was level, he found that Song Huiyi was smiling happily, and thousands of blue hairs were flying in the strong wind.

After playing for a while, Song Huiyi got off the horse.

She is a little tired.

Song Heping called someone and asked him to take the horse away.

He took a glass of water from the waiter's tray and handed it to her: "In addition to the racecourse, there is also a racecourse. Do you want to go and have fun?"

"Racing Hall?"

"It's horse racing."

Song Heping said, "This is also a form of gambling. There are eight horses in each race. Before the race starts, you choose your favorite horse to place a bet. The first one to cross the finish line wins."

"Second brother often comes to play?"

"Occasionally, but I have a racehorse that will race today."

"You have a racing horse?" Song Huiyi was surprised and smiled sweetly, "I must take a look at the horse raised by my second brother!"

They went to the racecourse.

Compared to the deserted racecourse, there were many people sitting in the stands of the racecourse.

They all came to see the horse racing.

The people in the stands were well dressed. The men wore either long gowns or vests and shirts, the girls wore exquisite cheongsams or dresses, and almost no one came in riding clothes.

She became the exception.

Song Heping found an empty seat and pulled her to sit down.

He pointed to a place under the stand: "Look at that horse that is all white with some black near its eyes. That's mine."

Song Huiyi looked in the direction of his finger and saw the white horse at a glance.

It is eating grass.

There was a number plate hanging on his body, it was number six.

"Then I'll buy No. [-]!" Song Huiyi arched his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Second brother's horse will definitely be invincible. I have to take a good look at its style!"

"I'll buy number one!"