atypical beauty

??The adjutant has not yet dialed,?It shows busy.

?? He walked anxiously to the window and looked out. The car was parked downstairs, and the wind was blowing hard, throwing up the dust all over the place. Newspapers littered on the street hung on the treetops of the eaves.

??In the room,?Jiang Duming put down his pen,?Looked at the phone that rang and connected,?Rubbed his brows and asked on the other end of the phone, "Who is that?"

?? The spring in Sleeping City is really cold, ? In contrast, Haicheng is already much warmer.The bustling golden fans soak the whole city, when a little light after the heavy rain casts down in the afternoon, it re-lights the gray streets.

?? Mr. Ye was sitting in the back seat, with a smile dripping on his face when he raised his head, his eyebrows and eyes were vivid.A romantic son in everyone's eyes, now he has the air of being generous to die.

?? Facing the phone, he only tilted his head and smiled silently. ? The car drove through the street, and the curious onlookers from afar saw his calm expression.

"Who is there?" Jiang Duming asked on the other end of the phone.

"Young Marshal, we have learned something. I would like to remind you," the translator of the Green Embassy saw that Ye Fanxing did not speak, and said on his behalf, "About Miss Chen Pingle, or Mr. Ye..."

??Jiang Duming clenched the receiver tightly,? Immediately understood the meaning of the words, and at the same time thought of something more serious, he tried to be calm as he walked out quickly: "I already knew about this by coincidence, so I don't need you Notification. Young Master Ye and I met by chance and nod to each other, so you don't need to take it seriously."

?? The meaning of his warning in the last sentence is already very obvious.For one thing, Chen Pingle is Ye Fanxing, so the scandal between him and Chen Pingle will inevitably cause more talk.Secondly, he has made countless enemies. If this matter is fulfilled, he will cause many troubles.

?? "Young Marshal is so determined, he must have already known about this." The interpreter was a little surprised at his calmness, and couldn't help but feel a little suspicious, "Since Mr. Ye didn't lie to the Young Marshal, then don't bother. But our embassy still I have some questions to ask him." Seeing that there is no problem, the translator intends to hang up the phone.

??Jiang Duming frowned tightly, showing no emotion.

??Another person from the Qing embassy stopped him and said thoughtfully: "Young commander, I seem to have heard the sound of a car starting over there."

?? Jiang Duming's voice didn't change much: "Do you think everyone is as idle as you, looking for people everywhere. I have to go to the Nanping meeting." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

?? With such a calm expression, Jiang Duming went downstairs and got into the car, beckoning the driver to open the door.The gate opened slowly, and the car galloped out along the gravel path. The Rhododendrons here opened early, and along the long road, they opened in a rush.At first glance, it looks like a mountain of blood is flowing.

?? The adjutant has received his instructions to determine the location according to the previous phone call.But soon, before it was confirmed, at the intersection ahead, his subordinates had already brought the news - he was in Haicheng.

?? The embassy made no cover up, it was like a trap.Amidst the anxious voices of his subordinates, Jiang Duming was silent for a while.

"Young Marshal, they have made it clear that they are waiting for a rabbit to catch a turtle in a urn," his subordinates repeatedly reminded him, "Since Mr. Ye is a celebrity in Haicheng, this matter can be discussed in a long-term way. The Qing embassy dare not act rashly for the sake of public opinion in Haicheng."

?? Of course Jiang Duming knew what he said.But what if there is another bigger public opinion that suppresses this matter, what if the Qing embassy directly discloses Chen Pingle's matter to the public?

??He looked at the unfinished Rhododendron path ahead, and said to the driver, "Go to Haicheng."

??The night in Haicheng was blurry and gentle. When the car passed the Baimen Ballroom, Lulu, who I met that day, was looking at the door.

?? Ye Fanxing really wanted to call her through the window and tell her some information in advance.But he was struggling to breathe, and his body smelled of blood, and blood still overflowed with his mouth closed.

?? Not very gentlemanly.He thought quietly, turned his eyes to look at the other side of the street, where the tinkling decorations swayed in the wind, and the steaming white smoke from the noodle shop wafted out, making it very warm.If you can come out today, go there once.If it's tomorrow, it's not too late.

?? "Young Master Ye," perhaps because he entered a lively place in the city, the translator at the side approached him friendly, "What do you want? When we get there, if you don't cooperate with everyone to investigate spies, you will suffer."

??Ye Fanxing coughed, looked away from the noodle shop, pondered for a while, and said in a vague voice: "Smoke?"

?? The translator took the cigarette from the person in the front seat and lit the cigarette butt. The sparks reflected the warmth in the dimly lit car.Ye Gongzi looked at Yan leisurely, and seemed to be looking at something else, casually, even though he was brought over with injuries, he still looked indifferent and indifferent.

??He just smelled the smoke, and his fingers shook physiologically, rejecting the cigarette for his overwhelmed body.But he still lowered his head, biting the cigarette nonchalantly, a strand of hair fell down, the flames flickered in his eyes, all kinds of romance in an instant were insignificant.

??The translator held the lighter and stayed there for half an hour, reminding himself of the cause of the consul's death, and then pulled out his thoughts from this teasing romance.The translator looked at him, and couldn't help laughing: "Although the heavens will send a great mission to the people, they must first work hard and work hard. But not everyone is worthy of it. In this world, how can there be so many people?" justice."

?? As he was talking, the interpreter suddenly persuaded him sincerely, "Young master Ye, you are also a celebrity in Haicheng. People who have studied, how could you detour yourself into a dead end? The green embassy loves people like you the most. talent..."

??Before he finished speaking, Ye Fanxing coughed up blood again, his expression calm and unresponsive.This made the interpreter embarrassed, turned his head and stopped talking.

??A person glanced at him, and said to the translator in Qingguo language, such a person is the most troublesome. After asking, the higher-ups will kill him, so don't talk to him.

?? Ye Fanxing understood, but pretended not to hear. He still looked out of the window of the car going backwards, and let the interpreter look at him with unbearable eyes. He never spoke.

?? At this time, a loud shout suddenly came from behind, reminiscent of the singing of a girl in a ballroom, but the sound was too frightened to break the beauty.

?? The driver saw a sign in front of him falling down and blocking the road, so he stopped the car and asked someone to move it away.It gave the girl who was chasing behind a chance to catch up.

The girl with red lips and curly hair was Miss Lulu from Baimen Ballroom. She was full of anxiety, knocked on the car window, and looked at the translator sitting in the back seat beggingly.

?? Such a beauty, the translator couldn't stand the thought, thinking about what could happen to a girl, so he opened the window, and said bravely under the scrutiny of his colleagues in the car: "What do you want to say? Yes, we won't wait."

?? Lulu nodded with a smile, looked at Ye Fanxing, saw that he was covered in blood and had tears in his eyes, and said with a smile: "I told you at that time, don't provoke these things, it's a waste of a head, right?"

"You should listen to Miss Lulu," Mr. Ye still had the handsome and gentle demeanor of that day, now without the arrogance of a nobleman that he deliberately made at that time, he looked clear and clear like a gust of wind, "It's just a head. If you don’t care, it’s better to be dead than to be muddled.”

??Lulu seemed to be in a hurry. She reached out to grab his collar, but before the translator could stop her, Ye Fanxing blocked it with her bound hands and sighed, "I can't come to the ballroom to support business in the future. Miss, remember to miss me."

?? The car drove away from the street gradually.One person jokingly said: "When you are about to die, you still don't forget to provoke peach blossoms. Mr. Ye really deserves to die, and being a ghost is also romantic."

?? Lulu, who stayed where she was, turned serious, and spread out the note in her hand, only to see a short sentence of information written on it.Haicheng is no longer a peaceful place, and plans must be made early.As for Ye Fanxing... She lowered her eyes, when she saw this rich man walk in with his hat down and his eyes smiling, she never thought that he would risk his life for it.

?? Maybe one day, on the nameless tombstone, like-minded people will see the hope of tomorrow.Not today, but full of hope.

?? When we arrived at the embassy, ​​there was a rush inside. Someone kept answering the phone, agreeing to the strict orders on the phone.Seeing them coming in, the man looked at Ye Fanxing, and said to the others: "Look at the people, you can't die yet. It seems that Jiang Duming has made a move. Some of you want to come and see for yourself, and bring reporters to prepare for the newspaper."

?? "In the newspaper?" The rest of the people were surprised, "Is he not afraid that the news about Chen Pingle will be spread? Even if he is acting on the occasion, it is a fact that he is intimate with a same-sex person in front of people. His father wanted to send a telegram, and this young marshal did the trick.”

"Confused," the man sneered, turning his eyes away from Ye Fanxing, "what is he afraid of? He made all the achievements in battle. If you really want to die, should you be afraid of him?"

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?? When Jiang Duming arrived, he was filled with the warm spring breeze of Haicheng. He felt that he was not in a calm state, so he had to pretend to be calm.

??All the way to the negotiation site, several generals whom he hastily called greeted him. Seeing such a big move, the embassies sent envoys one after another. VIP.

?? After talking for half an hour, under Jiang Duming's hint, a general asked to bring out Mr. Ye.

??The people in each embassy looked at Jiang Duming, and realized that this was what he meant. After all, the generals who came here were all factions that he had good friends with, and it was obviously his pressure.

?? They echoed one after another.This person was arrested by the Qing embassy, ​​not because they confronted the young commander, so naturally they were happy to see the Qing embassy sitting on pins and needles.

"Of course it is possible," the envoy of the Qing embassy told the waiter at the side, who hurriedly left, "I'll ask them to bring the person over here to have a look. But we have found some things, and the person has to stay here for a few more days. sky."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Duming said flatly, the more anxious he became, the more calm he appeared, "Young Master Ye is a legal citizen, without a solid reason, will your embassy take the law of the country too seriously?"

?? "He is suspected of stealing our secrets," the envoy of the Qing embassy smiled, "This matter is of great importance, of course there is conclusive evidence." As he spoke, he signaled his neighbor to hand over a document to Jiang Duming.

?? Jiang Duming glanced at this document. He had also investigated this document. He already knew that Chen Pingle, or Ye Fanxing, was a spy and had obtained a lot of confidential information from the consul of the Qing embassy.

?? Too careless.Jiang Duming pursed his lips, and had already decided to take him away forcibly.He came here for this reason, and he will never retreat because of any evidence.The envoy of the Qing embassy saw what he meant and was a little annoyed.

??The door was pushed open, and the rattling sound of the chain made people disturbed, and everyone present cast their gazes.

??The white shirt of the person who brought in was stained with blood, his hair was messy covering his face, his lips were red, his nose was straight, his face was fair, and his back was still straight when he stepped on the blood when he walked over, which was very different from his previous cynical appearance.

??Jiang Duming stood up suddenly, and the anger that had been concealed so well filled his heart. He immediately said, "I want to take someone away."

??I didn't expect him to be so direct. The envoy of the Qing embassy said dissatisfiedly: "I'm afraid this matter will cause a misunderstanding with the young commander. It is hard to guarantee that he is not the young commander who approached for the purpose of stealing information, and even pretended to be..."

"Enough!" The young marshal drew his gun from his waist and fired at the wall next to the envoy, startling the crowd. He said word by word, "My soldiers are already around Haicheng. I am not If you are asking for it, you must take people away.”

?? His face was flushed with anger, and he had never lost his composure like this before, but he didn't dare to look at the person he was going to take away, for fear that if he took another look, he would lose his grip on the gun and lose his voice in full view.

?? "Young Marshal is determined to do this, to fight against the Qing embassy? To fight against Qing Guo?" The emissary was stunned, but he still remembered the mission of coming here.

"Send troops to take away the young commander's people," one of the generals said with a smile as he took out his cigar.

??The messenger's face turned pale: "We have an arrest warrant."

??Jiang Duming ignored him, walked over quickly, forced the embassy to retreat, took off the cloak and put it on his lover, and when he lowered his head to fasten it, he suddenly noticed that the gun he had casually put back on his waist was drawn out .

??After a gunshot, the envoy of the Qing embassy who raised his gun behind fell down.Ye Fanxing put down his gun.

??Everyone standing there was in a cold sweat. Even the general who had just spoken hurriedly walked over to sniff the envoy, and shook his head after a long while.

?? "Young commander!" Their eyes flickered, and finally one of them spoke, but he only said dryly, "The sky is going to change..."

??When the people of the Youth Embassy heard the gunshots, they quickly surrounded the place and stood ready.The person answering the phone I saw at night walked in, obviously expected this, and said to Jiang Duming: "It's about human life, the state owns the law, young commander, this matter is no ordinary investigation. Are you going to be a criminal who caused the war? ?”

??Even if Jiang Duming insisted on going his own way, he had no confidence.The death of the envoy has already reached the point of international influence, and the final decision can only be made after going through back and forth mediation.The soldiers outside Haicheng were unknown and would only be recalled by Father Jiang.Even as a young commander, there are times when he is helpless.

?? The emissary raised his gun is a premeditated conspiracy.Someone must die, but the messenger didn't expect Ye Fanxing to shoot faster.

?? Mr. Ye put the gun on the table in the eyes of everyone, and his fingers were full of blood. Because the recoil of the gun opened the wound that had barely stopped bleeding, he breathed like sparks, and leaned against the wall with his eyes closed. By the side, smiling, his eyes were faint, and he had no consciousness of dying.

??Jiang Duming looked at him, and the heartache that was creeping up in his heart tugged at him. He didn't hear what others said, but regretted that he didn't say anything that day. In such a situation, he was afraid that he would never be able to say anything. .

??After so many years, he seems to have become the powerless child many years ago. He can only watch his butterfly being caught, trembling near death in the warm spring.

"No," he suddenly remembered that he had another power, he said slowly, "I want to take him away."

?? "You have no reason to do this," the man from the Green Embassy said with a smile, "No one gives you such a right."

?? "I have the right," Jiang Duming said in the silence and sight of the room, "The soldiers outside Haicheng will not leave, because he is my lover."

??作者有话要说：感谢在2021-01-29?23:47:58~2021-01-30?23:53:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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