Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Nan Xiang aimed in the direction, turned calmly, and fired six shots in a row, all of which hit the thief right between the eyebrows, killing him instantly.

It was just a group of grasshoppers. Nan Xiang didn't pay much attention to it and said calmly:

"Leave one alive for now, and kill the rest without mercy."

Nan Xiang doesn't need to say anything, the soldiers under her will do it.

Not long after, Nanxiang's people dealt with these people.

Only one person was left alive.

The burly, rough-looking man who had shouted "Beat him back for me" walked forward, escorting a man in linen clothes.

This is the only one left alive.

"Young Marshal, this guy wanted to commit suicide when I caught him. Fortunately, I immediately removed his jaw, and my brothers also took away all his tools that could kill people."

"Well, well done."

Nan Xiang just glanced at the thief who had disguised himself as an ordinary citizen, and then shifted his gaze to the big man who looked fierce but was actually quite honest.

She had a deep impression of him. His name was Wang Erniu and he was the captain of the most capable team under Adjutant Zhang.

He had performed very hard and with great courage and resolution on the battlefield previously, which Nan Xiang admired very much.

Gave him a lot of rewards.

Adjutant Zhang, who was standing by, looked at Wang Erniu and almost blinked, but Wang Erniu didn't see the look in his direct superior's eyes. Adjutant Zhang had to lower his voice and reprimand Wang Erniu in a way that seemed to be blaming but was actually a reminder:

"Erniu, you have no respect for your elders in front of the young commander? Why are you calling me 'old man'?"

Wang Erniu also reacted, scratched his head, and smiled embarrassedly:

"I'm sorry, Marshal. Adjutant Zhang, I'm used to calling you that."

After Nan Xiang joked like this, the little bit of anger in her heart quickly subsided, and she even felt a kind of genuine joy.

"Don't be too harsh. We are all brothers who have been through thick and thin with me for many years."

As she spoke, Nan Xiang glanced at Wang Erniu.

"I admire people like Erniu who are courageous, resolute, and daring enough to admit their mistakes."

After hearing this, everyone did not feel jealous, but instead felt that what the young marshal said was right.

Moreover, it was very rare for the young marshal to appreciate a person so much, but Wang Erniu was so valued by the young marshal. They were very envious, with fire burning in their eyes. They secretly strengthened their determination to work for the young marshal and make sure that the young marshal could praise them individually. For this reason, the 36 people in the alley secretly made up their minds to work hard and their spirit and energy to do things and fight were more than doubled.

This also laid a certain foundation for later.

Wang Erniu put the gun in his hand on his waist, saluted respectfully to Nan Xiang, and smiled, showing a row of white teeth:

"Thank you, Marshal! Erniu will definitely not let you down!"

Nan Xiang: "People are born to be filled. The older the wine is, the mellower and more valuable it is. This is all determined by oneself. The height of life depends on whether one has faith and what one believes in."

Wang Erniu was more or less distracted, and he only heard the following sentence clearly: "The height of life depends on whether you have faith and what you believe in."

So Wang Erniu asked out of curiosity: "What is your belief, Marshal?"

Nan Xiang: "Faith..."

Adjutant Zhang kicked Wang Erniu's leg and said, "Why are you asking these questions?"

Wang Erniu chuckled and didn't ask any more questions.

He only saw a woman in military uniform standing quietly in the darkness, with a casual posture and sharp eyes. Her emotions could not be seen, but she inexplicably felt lonely.

Wang Erniu had already made up his mind to become the most capable soldier under the young marshal, and to kill the enemies happily with his brothers and drive out all the foreign devils.

He didn't know what faith was before, but now, looking at his own young marshal, he thought of his country which was in tatters and in danger, of the brothers who had been through life and death together over the years, and of their leader - the most heroic and extraordinary female knight - their young marshal. Although the outside world had mixed opinions about the young marshal, and there were even rumors that the marshal and the young marshal were not in harmony, and when the young marshal took the initiative to expose his identity as a woman, some jealous people created rumors for him.

But these young marshals did not care. They pulled out the rumor-mongers one by one and shot all those who could be shot. They acted decisively and treated the enemies as ruthlessly as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Then they quickly took over Wancheng and became the true successors of the Wan area army. They used their strength to severely slap the ugly faces of those people.

This also further confirmed the young marshal's reputation for being ruthless and cruel.

Thinking of this, Wang Erniu felt that it was not easy for the young marshal to come this far, and he suddenly understood what his beliefs were.

Wang Erniu's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

But he knew that he was a grown man, and it would be embarrassing if he cried and made people laugh at him. He would be disliked by the young marshal.

So he kicked the thief he had caught and stared at him fiercely: "Tell me! Who sent you here?"

The thief didn't say anything, just turned his head away and remained silent.

Nan Xiang and Adjutant Zhang saw Wang Erniu interrogating the suspect but did not intervene, after all, he was the one who captured the suspect.

Wang Erniu naturally has the right to interrogate.

Wang Erniu snorted and laughed, and turned the thief's head towards himself:

"No wonder you didn't say anything? I almost forgot I had removed your jaw."

As he said this he roughly straightened the thief's jaw.

"Oh, now you can tell me."

Wang Erniu did not take out his pistol and put it against the thief's temple.

Instead, he pulled out a dagger from his clothes, grasped the handle and turned it around. The other two brothers kept holding the thief, and Wang Erniu deliberately shot the living man away at the beginning, injuring his limbs, so he could not escape at all.

"Tell me, who sent you to assassinate the young marshal?"

A trace of fear soon appeared on the thief's face. He trembled and said, "I...I said, it's...it's Governor Zhang."

Wang Erniu:?!

"Who is Governor Zhang?"

"Zhang...Zhang Zhishi is our Wang Daoyin's brother-in-law. He is used to being arrogant and domineering in Xucheng. He is dissatisfied with the arrival of a military and political leader who is higher than his brother-in-law in Xucheng, so he made this assassination plan tonight."

Wang Erniu spat, "Bah! This damn bastard, damn bastard! How dare he assassinate the young marshal?! He is simply tired of living!"

As Wang Erniu spoke, he pointed the dagger in his hand at the thief, but he did not cut him.

"Since you have confessed, it is of no use. I will give you a quick death by using this dagger given to us by the young marshal to torture you to death."

Nan Xiang and Adjutant Zhang looked at each other.

Obviously no one expected that the seemingly honest Wang Erniu's method of execution was so cruel.

Look at that movement, look at that look, look at that tone, wow.

The thief was instantly defeated when he heard this: "Didn't I confess? Why do you want to kill me in such a vicious way?"

Wang Erniu spat again, his face full of disdain:

"You are really stupid! How dare you lie to me about this frame-up? You are a brave boy~"

It was obvious that the thief who was originally shouting was suddenly speechless, and his whole body was shaking extremely.

There is no way to relieve it.

There was a lot of fear and terror in his expression, and this time he was sincere, but he still maintained his original testimony:

"It's that villain Zhang Weizhao! I'm not wrong! I'm not wrong! I'm really not wrong!"

Hearing this, Wang Erniu was a little hesitant.

Nan Xiang, who had been watching from the sidelines, glanced at his soldiers, who looked very tired, and then glanced at the thief who was scared crazy by Wang Erniu.

A faint light flashed across her narrow eyes, and her guess was confirmed. Seeing that Wang Erniu was undecided, she reached out and took out her Browning M 1900 and shot directly into the thief's heart, without any error.

After firing the shot, Nan Xiang calmly put away his gun.

While Wang Erniu was still hesitating, he did not pay attention to the thief's life or death, so when he saw the thief's head turned, his hands hanging weakly, and his linen clothes covered in blood, he suddenly became confused.

Because he didn't see Nan Xiang raise his gun and shoot the thief.

It was only after he heard the gunshots that he took a closer look at the thief. Let's just say that this thief was a handsome liquor store owner in his twenties.

The more you look at it, the more it becomes more attractive.

But the handsome face of the thief who assassinated the young marshal also became hateful.

Wang Erniu knew that his young commander knew how to act, so he trusted him. The young commander was much smarter than a crude man like him, and he must have guessed who the real culprit was.

So there is no point in further questioning.

His own young commander shot the thief dead with one shot, and he admired his commander-in-chief even more for his decisiveness and calmness.

Blame him for being so hesitant. Thinking of this, Wang Erniu said respectfully, with an unspeakable apology in his voice:

"Sorry! Marshal, I hesitated."