there are bandits

The tip of the gun in Minglou's hand was not stable, and it could be said that it was only due to Wang Manchun's strength to hold him up that he could barely lift it up.

This injection will make your whole body powerless to resist, your mind will be slack and under control, and if you can't concentrate your mind, you will speak your truth without self-defense.In other words, what is said without a second of thinking is recognized as the truth.Although this can actually be exercised and controlled, what defense do you need if you tell a lie as the truth that you yourself admit!

But it is impossible for a person to practice all the time, so most of the words spoken under this injection are credible, and the things done are indeed in accordance with the will of the controller and have no original intention.

Ming Lou knew that he had no time to choose and hesitate, no time to feel sad, no time to be angry, and... no time to take another deep look at her.The weakness in his hands and the gradual blurring of his focus reminded him that this was the last bit of his sobriety left.

The sight on the gun was simply unnecessary, he would not look at her from this place.

No, let yourself keep the memory of targeting her.

Wang Manchun didn't use much force to lift Minglou's gun-holding hand with two fingers.She doesn't care at all how accurate he will aim, she knows the effect of the medicine after the injection goes down.Ming Lou would not have the strength to shoot, nor would she have the strength to draw any pictures today, so no matter what, she would have an excuse to send Yu Manli away today.At this moment, she just wanted to see what it would be like for these two people to kill each other.Let Minglou shoot this woman, can he do it?Didn't he not want to let her go, didn't he beg to let her go?

She saw that Minglou's forehead was sweating and his hands were shaking.She is satisfied with her current feelings, and if she can't get it, then no one can get it.

"Shoot."

What Wang Manchun said was an order, more like a provocation.

It is now!

This is what he was waiting for.The hand fell weakly and weightlessly, and the trigger was pulled in a thousandth of a second when the hand was down.

The prison cell with concrete walls is not big, and the distance is not far. To Minglou, the sound of the gunshots sounded like thousands of arrows blasting through the heart. He closed his eyes the moment he was shot.

I can't see it, I dare not see it.

Under the closed eyelids, there was a heavy rain.

I never told you that it was your wedding dress that was on fire at the beginning of the fall, but your face was full of sadness.You approached in the dark night, lifeless like a walking dead, really like a ghost.Yes, don't blame my adjectives, it's a ghost.A ghost who stealthily grabs people's hearts.The earrings you bring with you for temporary missions are put on by a ghost, isn’t it because I was driven by a ghost?

The betrothal gift from the Ming family that is no longer complete, I thought I would never be able to send it out again.Only then did I realize that the owner of these things has been waiting for you.

Close your eyes, may I meet you again.

Death at gunpoint is a fraction of a second, and it's never scary.It's about living.

Manli has always wanted to know, what was Cheng Jinyun thinking the moment she saw her shoot?Now, she knows.

Where is there any extra time to look back on my life, I just want to try my best to see him again, and don't forget him even after crossing the bridge of Naihe.

Minglou, the man I love deeply, even if he is pointing a gun at her right now.

Anyway, when they met for the first time, he also faced her ferociously with a hideous wound. Back then, he was facing her with a blade, but now he was facing her with a spear.I still remember your cold hand twisting your earlobe, like the jade pendant on your chest now, it has your temperature.

One hairpin and one ear, accompany for a lifetime.No matter where you go, you are not afraid, you are not afraid, you are not afraid...

I can't live for you anymore, so please do it, live for me, okay?

Suzuki ran in hearing the gunshots, and saw Yu Manli sliding down the wall.He strode up to pick her up in his arms, his hands stained with blood.

Wang Manchun didn't expect that Minglou would actually shoot. The gunshots in the cell were so loud that it almost pierced her eardrums.She was used to seeing life and death, but she was stunned at this moment.Seeing the chest of the woman she hated for a long time burst into blood and fell down, seeing her senior brother whom she loved and also hated weakly softened in front of her, she couldn't explain her inner feelings at first. But later, when she instinctively wanted to support Minglou, seeing his closed eyes and the tears sliding down from the corners of his eyes, she suddenly felt happy, and her whole body was full of joy after revenge.So when Suzuki was furious about what had happened, she accepted it calmly.

Seeing Yu Manli being carried out and the doctor coming in to treat Minglou, she felt that this was the ashram of life and death that she could control after fighting for so many years, Rashomon.

Ming Lou was a super high school who left early in the morning on October 10 two days later, and all his identities remained unchanged.People in the government office only thought that he was on a business trip, and no one knew that he stayed in the special high school for six days.

Ah Cheng and Mingtai surrounded him to look up, down, left, and right, and turned him back and forth, lifting his arms and legs, and confirmed that he had a full beard and tail, but there was a wound on his left finger, which was also bandaged and medicated. , be considered relieved.

There was a person's name in Mingtai's mind, he wanted to ask many times, but every time Ah Cheng forcibly interrupted him, and Minglou refused to answer him.He stood there in embarrassment, feeling like a sampan abandoned on the sea, unable to find his original position.Every ship passing by has its own course, what about his?

Mingtai was taken out of the room by Ah Cheng, when he closed the door, he only saw the back of Minglou standing alone in the middle of the room, just like what they saw when they rushed into the club that day.The door was seamed shut, as if a knife had been cut in the center of his back, burning everyone's sight.

He panicked even more.

"Brother Ah Cheng, where is Manli? Did the elder brother bring her out? Why can't you ask?"

"Mingtai, if the eldest brother doesn't say anything, there must be a reason for the eldest brother. He is sad enough, as a brother, he should carry it for him, not put pressure on him."

"But he didn't tell us how to carry it!" Mingtai let go of Ah Cheng's arm, took two steps back and spun around madly: "He himself said that Manli belonged to his sister-in-law, and there is something that cannot be said between relatives. I treat him as the eldest brother, but does he only regard me as a subordinate? I just want to know if Manli is safe, I can't afford it, brother Ah Cheng, I really can't afford it!"

"Mingtai" Ah Cheng pressed his shoulders and said in a deep voice, "There is one more thing. After Yu Manli was arrested in No. 76, the code name stated in her confession was poisonous scorpion. That is to say, from now on, the military will control Shanghai The poisonous scorpion standing is her, not you anymore. Big Brother and Wang Tianfeng reached a certain agreement, and you are freed."

"What... what do you mean? What do you mean being liberated?"

"Brother and I have come to this day, and we no longer have the right to choose again. Brother gave you another chance to choose."

"What about her? I don't care who is the poisonous scorpion, what about her, what about her?"

Ah Cheng looked at his face full of tears, pitifully begging his little master for help, like when he was playing peek-a-boo and couldn't find anyone, he rubbed his nose on his sleeve and asked him to find someone in a rogue manner.

Unfortunately, we have all grown up.Grown-up children really won't be able to find it.

He took a deep breath, turned his face to look out the window at an unknown point, as if the person was there, just lost his way.

"Poisonous scorpion, missing. Life and death unknown."

On October 10, after get off work, Ming Lou sent Ah Cheng back, saying that he wanted to be alone for a while.Ah Cheng didn't dare to disobey him, nor did he dare to follow him.

It was the early morning of the 11th when Minglou returned home, and the sky was breaking.On the way to work that day, the newsboys all over Shanghai were shouting their numbers and peddling a big piece of news.

"Fu Xiaoan, Mayor of Shanghai Special City, Nanjing Government, was murdered to death in his private residence on Scot Road, Hongkou this morning"

Fu Xiaoan was already a director of China Commercial Bank when Minglou's father Ming Ruidong was still alive, and Mingfu, the money king of Shanghai, had dealt with him.I despise him for his habit of sacrificing the interests of the people to preserve his own behavior.This person has also been to the Ming family, and said that when Ming Jing took charge of the Ming family, he also encountered many obstacles in front of this person.

The Ming family had personal grudges against him, not to mention a great hatred.

Ah Cheng knew that Fu Xiaoan had completely offended Chiang Kai-shek and Dai Li this time, and betrayed a plan by the Military Command Bureau to assassinate Wang Jingwei. exposed.But he didn't understand, could it be that Ming Lou did it himself this time?

He carefully looked at Minglou in the rearview mirror.Minglou closed his eyes, the newspaper was only twirled in his hand before being thrown aside.

"He took refuge in Sun Chuanfang during the Beiyang warlord period. He was wanted by Lao Jiang and fled to Dalian. After the September [-]th Incident, he returned to Shanghai with the help of Du Yuesheng. However, when he came back, his China Commercial Bank was stuffed into the official stock. Now that this traitor is a big deal, Du Yuesheng is restless in Hong Kong, knowing that it will be a matter of time before he settles accounts with him."

"This is... a gift from you to Du Yuesheng?"

Minglou stopped talking.

There is a lot of turmoil in Shanghai. I don't know if it's because it's almost the end of the year, but people die every now and then.Wang puppet traitors are all in danger.

Mingjing was fidgeting at home, fearing that one day it would fall on Minglou's head.Although she knew Minglou's true identity, it was unlikely that this was possible, but she was also afraid of what to do if she met someone who was stunned and short-sighted.

Recently, she has been complaining about whether Minglou is desperate for her own life. The bruises under her eyes almost seem to have been drawn with black charcoal pens.She scolded Ah Cheng for not knowing how to share, don't let the guns fly, she tossed herself to death first, who did she work for?The same goes for Mingtai, who doesn't stay at home all day. It's just a flour mill, so why is it busier than her running the entire Ming family.

Ah Cheng was wronged in his heart, but he couldn't say it.Mingtai hasn't decided how to choose, and just participates in every assassination mission like crazy.Minglou didn't say anything, just went about the task.The two brothers don't even talk on weekdays, one just points to where to kill, and the other rushes to kill.

Ah Cheng was worried all day long, so he could only do his best to provide logistical support.Provide the best equipment, the most meticulous and detailed route, and watch Mingtai closely to prevent him from directly killing Wang Manchun.

Both No. 76 and Suzuki believe that there is a possibility that the members of the group that Yu Manli did not finally confess are taking revenge.Conjecturing on this, Minglou turned and left without listening.

In the last two days of the extra-high class, Ming Lou drew a complete map and handed it to Suzuki.But he never asked the three words Manli again.Suzuki also stopped talking.

Whether they were alive or dead, alive or sent away, none of them spoke.They held each other with a sigh of relief, as if there was still a chance to return it.

Minglou's sleep is getting worse and worse, and he can only take a nap on the sofa at noon every day.

Ah Cheng tried his best, and finally Minglou exposed him.

My nerves have been messed with all kinds of drugs. If you don't want me to be suddenly paralyzed one day in my 30s, just keep sneaking sedatives into my coffee.

Ah Cheng dared not.

It's not that he doesn't want to sleep, but Minglou can't close his eyes at night.When you close your eyes, it will be overwhelming red, and you will get tinnitus.Later he found the briar pipe and bought the best tobacco.

From learning how to pack and press tobacco, he was able to do this skillfully; from the initial bitterness on the tip of his tongue, to slowly feeling the lingering aroma.

He reads all night and does things all night.When the family members went to rest, in order not to worry the elder sister, they turned off the lights, and in the cold moonlight, they slowly pressed the tobacco, thinking about those slender hands with ten fingers.

She said, I will press the shredded tobacco for you, and you can smoke a pipe for 40 minutes.in time... in time to wait for me...

So, all night and all night, he held the pipe lightly with his lips, inhaled and exhaled lightly, letting the aroma of tobacco touch every taste bud with force, swallowing his bitterness.

At first, it was night and night trying to forget.

No, I can't forget it at all.

Then, just think about it all night and all night, read it all night and all night, and wait.

It's still not enough, you can't touch it, you can't touch it.

My heart hurts.It hurts so badly, it hurts so badly that it twitches.

But there are so many things in the human heart, pain, and there is not much space to accommodate it.One day there will be no more room to hold this feeling, one day even the pain will be numb, and you haven't come back, what should I do?

All night, that's all.

For a lifetime?