A different kind of Lou Chun - "The Pretender" colleague

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the night is as dark as water.

Ah Cheng looked at Minglou's peaceful sleeping face with satisfaction, gently twisted the corners of the quilt for him, turned off the lights and exited.

The sedative medicine Wang Manchun gave was really effective. It seemed that the elder brother had never been able to rest so early and sleep so soundly.

Walking outside to the sofa, Ah Cheng casually picked up a collection of poems that Minglou loved to read on weekdays, but was anxiously waiting for news in his heart.Hastily flipped through a few pages, put the book on the table irritably, got up and paced.

Only at this time did he deeply realize the necessity of letting his elder brother go to sleep.The feeling of waiting in the dead of night is really unbearable, not to mention the safety of the elder sister and Man Chun.The eldest brother has not recovered from his serious injury and is already overworked. If he survives this night again, his body will be damaged to an unknown extent.

Recalling that when Ming Jing was delivered to the platform just now, Wang Manchun was right next to Fujita Yoshimasa, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised as he looked at him.In addition to being full of relaxed confidence that is determined to win, there is also a bit of mischievous expression when he was pulling him to play tricks on the elder brother.Man Chun is very similar to her elder brother in this regard, the more difficult and dangerous the task is, the more calm her face is like strolling in a courtyard, and she wants to make those who care about her feel at ease.

However, the word "peace of mind" is such a luxury in this chaotic world of wars and wars!

While fidgeting, the phone rang.Ah Cheng answered immediately: "Hello?"

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Ming Cheng from the Ming Mansion?"

"I am."

"Hello, I'm Yingzi, a nurse at the Army Hospital. The wound medicine that Commander Ming needs has just arrived tonight. This medicine is very important for wound healing. Please come and get it as soon as possible."

"Understood, I'll come now." Ah Cheng put down the phone and rushed out.

At 01:30 in the morning, in front of the iron bridge on the outskirts of Suzhou, a violent explosion occurred in the middle of a Japanese special train.The 30-carriage train was blown up into two sections, and the ordnance and pig iron in more than [-] carriages disappeared.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, a fierce gun battle broke out outside the Suzhou Railway Station.

Originally, everything went extremely smoothly.Just as Wang Manchun expected, the angry Yoshimasa Fujita disbanded the accompanying military police unit on the spot at Suzhou Station, and only brought his bodyguards to wait in the VIP waiting room for the team of personnel who came to pick up the post.Even though Fujita was very cunning and vigilantly staring at Ming Jing all the way, and even took her by his side even when he got off the car to make a phone call, Wang Manchun had already figured out a countermeasure at this time.From the time when the unlucky urn took her seat, Ming Jing's anger was aroused in a few words, and he rushed forward furiously, which was a slap in the face.Wang Manchun was beaten staggeringly, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, he drew his gun almost instinctively and fired five shots in one go. Fujita Yoshimasa and his guards were dead before they had even the slightest reaction.

Pulling the dazed Ming Jing to meet Uncle Li who was waiting outside, Wang Manchun looked at the weapons and equipment of the ten-man action team, and almost laughed at Minglou and Ah Cheng's fuss, but a whole truck full of weapons appeared in front of him. Japanese soldiers!

They are not military police sent by Yoshita Fujita to pick them up. These people are real combat troops from the front line!

If you can't retreat, you are outnumbered.This unexpected variable is fatal.

The only buffer is that they still have heavy weapons and enough ammunition on hand.

In an instant, the flames of the machine gun were fierce, and the smoke of the grenade was dense.The members of the action team fought up to the challenge, each dispersed to find a cover, while covering their companions to break out.

Wang Manchun fired two guns in succession without missing a beat, and the gun killed him.Desperately guarding Mingjing with Uncle Li, they rushed out of the station, walked through the woods, and approached the river bank.

The Japanese soldiers were so fierce that the comrades who followed and covered fell one by one, and the blood stained the soil under their feet.

Fortunately, the enemy is not familiar with the terrain here.In the dark, they used the trees to cover their way forward, and finally rushed to the riverside with the mirror.

The river is windy and rocky.The ten-man team led by Uncle Li rushed all the way here, and only three comrades remained, all of whom were seriously injured and lost their combat effectiveness.

It is still some distance away from the agreed boarding place.Regardless of the biting cold, Uncle Li stepped directly into the water to greet Cheng Jinyun's boat and help the injured comrades get on the boat.Wang Manchun prostrated himself on the ground holding the mirror, throwing hand/thunder repeatedly to prevent the pursuers from rushing up.While panting for breath while changing bullets, she proudly asked:

"Ming Jing, I said that one day I will let you know who I am, Wang Manchun. Do you understand now?"

Her body was covered in blood, her clothes were wet with sweat, and her expression showed an inviolable solemnity and solemnity.Under her clear eyes, Ming Jing felt the oppression of awe-inspiring righteousness for the first time, and felt guilty and speechless.

"Not all of us with the surname Wang are Xiaoxiao's generation, traitors and national thieves, right?"

After Wang Manchun finished speaking, she smiled brightly.He pulled her to stand up, took out the remaining explosives from the urn she had been hugging tightly, and stretched out his hand to push her violently.

Ming Jing stood with his back to the river, lost his balance unexpectedly, and fell straight down, but was caught firmly in the next second.

Looking back in astonishment, he was already in the small boat.Uncle Li handed her over to Jinyun, and took the oars by himself.

"Let's go." Wang Manchun put away the explosives and nodded to them.With a push, the boat drifted into the river.

"Mingjing, Mingtai is waiting for you on the other side."

"Then, what about you?" Ming Jing asked quickly.

Uncle Li was also in a hurry, and shouted: "Comrade commissioner, get on board!"

Wang Manchun shook his head, and skillfully loaded the gun: "There are too many enemies, and you can't go far with this method. I'll lure them away."

"No! Let's go together!" Uncle Li put down the oars and stood up suddenly, the boat shook violently a few times.

"Let's go, no one can leave when it's late!" Wang Manchun raised her eyebrows and shouted: "Uncle Li, obey the order!"

Throwing down these words and waving her hands, she ignored them and turned around resolutely to go along the river.

Intensive gunshots continued continuously.

The boat sailed quickly, and the opposite bank was already in sight.

Ming Jing's clenched hands were covered with cold sweat, he endured and endured, but he still couldn't help asking: "She, is she okay?"

She was answered by silence.Uncle Li Jinyun gritted his teeth and paddled silently.

Ming Jing's tears fell, and he murmured to himself: "If something happens to her, my Minglou..."

At this moment, the gunfire stopped.

Uncle Li and Jin Yun stopped at the same time.

In the deathly silence, everyone on board stood up and looked back.The heart has sunk into the bottomless abyss.

Suddenly, an earth-shattering loud noise exploded in the distance.The eye-catching raging flames billowed thick smoke, dyeing most of the sky in the dark night red.Although they were far apart, the vague smell of heat waves and gunpowder and blood still came to our faces, making people weep and cry.The mountains and forests by the river were instantly engulfed in flames, and the tragedy of the explosion can be imagined.

"Manchun, look."

A pair of finely crafted platinum wedding rings shone brightly in his hands.

"Oh, this legendary thing really exists."

Her smile was as bright as it was eight years ago: "I thought Ah Cheng was talking nonsense."

"When did Ah Cheng talk nonsense?"

He stretched out his arms to hug her, put his lips against her cheek and murmured in his ear: "Eldest sister has already spoken, ordering me to marry you in as soon as possible."

She squinted at him: "I said your Ming family is too domineering, right? Your elder sister agreed and I haven't agreed yet!"

"You don't agree? How did I hear that a little girl came from nowhere and swore to God that she would be the daughter-in-law of my Ming family, and that she would wait forever..."

"Spreading rumors!" The little man in his arms blushed and stomped his feet: "Who said that? Mingtai? Thanks to me, he saved his life. Let's see how I deal with him next time!"

"Okay." He smiled and nodded again and again: "The elder sister-in-law is like a mother. Next time when the elder sister is not at home, you can deal with him as you like."

"What, brother..." She pretended to push him away, but he couldn't help but kissed her.

From the small and exquisite earlobes to the smooth and jade-like pink cheeks.Then move sideways until it touches the cool and soft thin petals.

She gently hooked his neck to meet him, her cherry lips opened leisurely like flower buds, and the sweet taste permeated every corner of her body from her mouth.

Lips and tongues play each other, confused and infatuated.They are greedily and intoxicatedly sucking each other, extremely tender, extremely lingering...

Minglou suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness, his head covered in cold sweat.

Sitting up slowly, he pressed his forehead, still in a trance.At such a tense moment, he actually fell asleep and had such a dream.What's even more strange is that such a warm and sweet dream made him feel uneasy for no reason.

In a daze, Minglou suddenly remembered the cup of honey black tea Ah Cheng brought.Frowning, the cloak opened the door.

The small lamp in the living room was still on, and his collection of poems was thrown crookedly on the sofa table, but Ah Cheng was nowhere to be seen.

"Acheng?"

No one responded, and Minglou's low and reproachful call disappeared in the empty hall.

The wind rolled dark clouds, the moonlight faded, and the night was dark.A few pea-sized raindrops hit the window, and a series of monotonous and cold syllables popped up.

Minglou looked at his watch, it was almost five o'clock.

Five o'clock in the morning is the time for them to receive the telegram.Ah Cheng probably couldn't bear his temper, so he went to the secret room next to the small ancestral hall ahead of time to wait for the report to be received.

Thinking this way, Minglou raised his eyes to look at the corridor on the second floor that he hadn't set foot in since he was injured.Covering the wound on his chest with one hand, and clutching the handrail of the stairs with the other, he stepped up slowly and with difficulty...

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry that I still can't resist the attraction of this bloody plot in the end!Put on the helmet and escape...