Arsenal Military Academy

"I bother!"

Several people stood there blankly. After being scolded by Zhu Yanlin, they couldn't say anything.

Looking at Zhu Yanlin who was leaving, Xie Xiang's eyes hurt in his military uniform. Although he entered the Agni Military Academy to fulfill his brother's last wish, any soldier in the Agni Military Academy does not regard resisting external humiliation and defending the country as himself. Responsibility. Now that the compatriots died tragically, the murderer was at large. If they were to leave like this today... Xie Xiang looked down at the badge on her chest and clenched her fists. How could she be worthy of her identity and this military uniform.

"Is he true?" She murmured. What caught her eye was no longer the peaceful and quiet green playground, but the scene of four students in the prison struggling in the flames, their helplessness, and the helplessness of the people. , The country’s ruin, all of this caused waves in her heart one after another.

For some time, Gu Yan frame, who was in a daze, lifted her foot and ran towards the confinement room. Xie Xiang was shocked, "Hey! Gu Yanframe, what are you doing?"

According to the nature of taking care of the Yan frame, something must be done.

Coincidentally, the Japanese Chamber of Commerce actually came to pick up people at this time. When Xie Xiang rushed to the door of the confinement room, there were already a few dense circles of people here.

She couldn't squeeze in for a while, so she could only stand on tiptoes and watch from the outside.

The sentiment in the circle was enthusiastic. The students shouted loudly and squeezed forward excitedly. The guards pulled up the wall to stop the students. Xie Xiang saw that Zhu Yanlin was also among these people, and the slogans were loudly shouted.

Song Huaping stopped in front of the students and shouted: "What do you want to do?"

"Instructor Song! Seven workers and one child from Huaxi Cotton Machinery Factory and four students from Chengnan Prison were all killed by these Japanese. They were murderers and collaborators. We can’t just let them go. !"

"Yes! We can't let them go!"

The sentiment was enthusiastic, and the guards stepped forward and pushed the students. When the leader Zhu Yanlin saw this fighting with the guards, the other two guards rushed over and wanted to subdue Zhu Yanlin.

There was a gunshot in the circle, and the chaotic crowd suddenly stopped making a sound. The lacquered spear pointed straight at the sky, glowing coldly in the sun, and the gun was a pair of slender hands with distinct bones and violent veins. At the beginning, Gu Yanframe turned her back to the crowd. Xie Xiang couldn't see her expression at the moment, but she could imagine that her deep eyes must be full of anger at this time.

Song Huaping looked at Gu Yanjian in shock. It was within his expectation that these students came to stop him. After all, the youth was passionate. But if you dare to openly fire at dozens of gunpoints, is this Gu Yan frame dying? He pointed his finger at Gu Yan and said, "What are you doing, rebelling?"

This is not only a scene for the Japanese, but also his own question.

There were a few guns aimed at her, Gu Yan framed fearlessly, "I should have asked you this. These people are well-known murderers. Now, there are countless pairs of eyes staring at them. But you are going to release them all in full view, Instructor Song, I want to ask you, your reputation is lost. What about your face? Don't you want it?"

"I have served the headquarters, I have served..."

"I was ordered by the city hall, right? What about the official document that approved their release? A warrant? Are you trying to say that you just got a verbal order from someone? Instructors, people can be stupid, but not stupid. Such an obvious culprit, you are very excited!"

Song Huaping's face was uncertain. To be fair, Gu Yanjia's remarks are not unreasonable. Now the crowd is excited, and tens of thousands of eyes are staring at the three lives. Zhang Zhongxun and Bai Peiyong, the two old foxes, threw this hot potato to the Agni militia. The pros and cons are self-evident, but now that the Japanese pressure, the three of them can't let go.

An obese man next to the car saw Song Huaping wavering, and immediately stepped forward to persuade: "Mr. Song, don't forget..."

The "bang" shot blocked what he was about to say. Gu Yanjian fired a shot in his direction. The bullet rubbed the corner of his clothes and hit the car, sparking sparks.

A burst of exclamation erupted from the crowd. The Japanese guards loaded the bullets and pointed them at Gu Yanjian in an alert manner. Seeing this, Xie Xiang hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd and grabbed the guard's gun to protect him. The scene was chaotic for a while.

When things have reached this point, they can't be dragged on any longer. Song Huaping is cruel: "Take off their guns and take them down!"

Gu Yan continued to sneer, "Song Huaping! Are you sure you want to be a traitor?"

"Who do you say is a traitor?"

"Of course I am talking about you."

Song Huaping was furious, and took out a pistol and pointed it at Gu Yanjian's head, "I killed you!"

Gu Yanjia's lips are still smiling, "Come on! Do you have the guts?"

Xie Xiang looked at the black hole of the muzzle and felt cold all over her body. She couldn't help shouting: "Instructor Song! Are you really going to shoot your students for the sake of several Japanese who killed our compatriots?" "

As if awakened by these words, instructor Song still glared at Gu Yanframe angrily, but finally removed his gun.

"Keep him down!"

As soon as the guards rushed up, several people were disarmed. The guards also came to grab Gu Yanframe, but he hid in, grabbed Xie Xiang and left.

All the Japanese, including the three murderers, got in the car. The driver who drove looked at the students disdainfully and sneered to start the car to leave.

The Japanese had done such a bad thing and retired all over the body. It was useless for the students to get angry. Throughout the afternoon, Gu Yanjian had been sulking in bed, Xie Xiang squatted on the floor to wash the sheets, and looked at him furtively while washing, but couldn't persuade him.

If the Japanese were to deal with today, even if they gave their lives, they would stop them, but it was the guards of the Agni militia... the country was in distress, surrounded by foreign enemies, how could they actually shoot their compatriots? , Not to mention a group of soldiers who obeyed orders.

But what if this command is wrong? Xie Xiang picked up the washed sheets and walked out. As soon as the door opened, the wind rushed into the house, and the cool wind blew his mind clear.

If this command is wrong, it should not be executed.

As the setting sun went down, a piece of red clouds hung on the horizon. Xie Xiang took out the bed sheets in the basin and began to dry. Suddenly, he heard a muffled noise behind him, and it seemed that someone had turned over from the surrounding wall not far away.

Xie Xiang was a little curious, so he lay down on the ground and looked out through the long sheets. What caught the eye was a pair of combat boots full of mud. The man opened the backpack at hand and took out a pair of clean shoes to replace it, and then put the dirty combat boots back into the backpack. Xie Xiang pressed his face lower, and finally saw the man's face clearly.

"Shen Junshan?"

A handsome face appeared under the white bed sheet, and Xie Xiang's eyes were facing each other. Shen Junshan seemed to be more shocked than her, "Xie Liangchen?"

"Why are you here? Ah, you are out!"

Shen Junshan nodded slightly, "Well, what are you doing."

"I'm drying the sheets." Xie Xiang tugged at the sheets, "There are too many things during the day, and I don't have time to wash them."

"Oh." Shen Junshan nodded.

Xie Xiang glanced at him, "Are you out of school today? Did you know that instructor Song he..."

Shen Junshan suddenly stood up and walked away, strode around the clothes hanger, and lifted Xie Xiang, who was wondering, from the ground: "Aren't you tired of talking like this?"

Xie Xiang scratched his head with some embarrassment, and did not answer. Shen Junshan bent down and picked up the bed sheet in her basin, pretending to put it on the clothesline.

Seeing him doing this, Xie Xiang rushed to grab it, "I'll do it myself."

"Let's go together."

He pulled the two corners of the bed sheet in his hand and looked at Xie Xiang. Xie Xiang hurriedly ran to the other side and grabbed the bed sheet. The two of them worked together to flatten the bed sheet.

"Do you know what happened today?" She raised her head and asked Shen Junshan: "Instructor Song released the three Japanese, and the Japanese Chamber of Commerce sent a car to pick them up."

Shen Junshan shook his head and said honestly: "Is that right, I don't know."

Xie Xiang blinked. After today's events, she feels that many of her thoughts have changed. Now facing Shen Junshan, she has a special desire to talk: "The students are so angry that they all talk to the guards. Started, Gu Yanframe was almost killed by Instructor Song."

Shen Junshan frowned a pair of beautiful sword eyebrows: "Then what about you? You are not injured, right."

Xie Xiang raised his mouth, "No."

Shen Junshan smiled, his smile is very beautiful, Xie Xiang also laughed, and his eyes were filled with a kind of warmth that he could not tell.

"By the way, today is a day off. You can ask for leave to go out. Why are you still over the wall?"

Shen Junshan tugged at the bed sheet, and dragged Xie Xiang in front of him. His eyes were burning and he looked at her with a little seriousness: "Xie Liangchen, please do one thing, don't tell anyone that you have seen me here today."

Xie Xiang knew that his going out this time probably needs to be kept secret, and said quickly: "Okay, don't worry, I will definitely help you keep the secret." As he said, he nodded solemnly.

"Thank you then." Shen Junshan smiled at this, "Let's go back."

As soon as they walked to the door of the dormitory, the two saw Ji Jin who was about to go out. Ji Jin saw Shen Junshan, and involuntarily took Shen Junshan's hand and ran out, "Junshan, just right, I have something to look for you."

Shen Junshan hurriedly returned the basin to Xie Xiang, plus a backpack: "You can hold the backpack for me first."

"Okay." Xie Xiang hurried over. The moment Ji Jin took Shen Junshan and ran, she disappeared. She stood there for a while, squeezed the backpack in her hand, and quickly rushed over in her heart.

Back in the dormitory, Xie Xiang took out the boots in the backpack and brushed them seriously. The scene of Shen Junshan bandaging herself in the deep forest that day gradually appeared before her eyes. His cold eyebrows and those pair of eyes under the moonlight gradually appeared. The hand with thin calluses covered her ankle warmly and gently.

She blushed as she thought about it, she patted her cheek, and Xie Xiang's cold touch immediately calmed down.

"Xie Liangchen! What are you thinking about, her face is so red." Gu Yanframe leaned against the bathroom door and looked at her jokingly.

"Do you miss me?"

"Bah, shameless." Xie Xiang gave him a sip, and then put the brushed shoes neatly on the windowsill.

The combat boots that had been washed diligently and cleanly disappeared the next morning. Xie Xiang searched for a long time and found that they were lying in the trash can.

"Gu Yan frame!" An angry roar resounded throughout the dormitory. Xie Xiang walked out carrying his boots, his eyes widened by his irrelevant appearance, "Why are you throwing my boots into the trash can?"

Gu Yanframe glanced at her, and kept moving her hands until she buttoned the last button on her shirt. She said with all the teasing: "Is that yours? Can you be so short that you can grow so big feet?" "

"You!" Xie Xiang was extremely angry, but couldn't noisy him, and went straight out with his shoes.

Zhu Yanlin ran from a distance, saw Xie Xiang coming out, and shouted at her excitedly waving the newspaper: "Good news! Good news! The group of Japanese who burned the Huaxi Cotton Machinery Factory was killed!"

The door of Ji Jin's dormitory was kicked open. "What? Who killed it?"

"I don't know who did it. I didn't find out when the police station did it. However, no matter who did it, I admire him as a good guy."

Looking at the newspaper in Zhu Yanlin's hand, a face with cold brows appeared in Xie Xiang's heart, and the anxiety in her heart was magnified. She shook her head, her brows almost twisted together.

Since the newspaper can reach the Agni Military Academy, it can also reach the Japanese Chamber of Commerce.

At this time, the newspaper with the large characters "Japanese businessman was attacked on the way, the trace of the murderer is still a mystery" was lying quietly on the desk of the Japanese Chamber of Commerce. Kazuo Sato grabbed the newspaper and crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the ground. The secretary stood at the desk with her waist bowed and listened quietly to Kazuo Sato's temper.

"A letter from Japan has already written, and they are very dissatisfied with what I have done during the time I took over as the chairman. If I can't achieve anything, I am afraid that I will let that humble woman take my place. "Kazuo Sato looked disgusted, and seemed to be very disgusted with the woman in his mouth, "Call Chengri Belle and say I want to see him."

"Yes."

A black Japanese car slowly drove into the church on the outskirts of the city.

In the church with a strong European style, Chengrui is playing the piano, and in front of him is a group of choir girls singing the church hymns, and bursts of singing slowly come out through the multicolored glass windows, startling on the roof. Groups of roosting white doves.

Although Cheng Rui is not very old, his black and white pupils are very eye-catching. He has an aristocratic air just sitting there quietly. The Qing Dynasty was over, leaving behind a long robe and jacket, shaved off a braid, Cheng Rui was wearing the most fashionable back, and the white shirt was covered with a black waistcoat, a black suit trousers on the lower body, and a black bow tie between the collars.

The thick stone-carved door opened a gap, and an old man walked in with his back, and whispered something in Fu Jiu's ear. Fu Jiu waved his hand, and the man retreated.

"Master Baylor, Kazuo Sato of the Japan Chamber of Commerce is asking for a meeting outside."

The piano music accompanied by the girl's singing still floats in the empty church without a pause. After a long time, a hymn finally ended. The girls slowly retreated. A maid knelt in front of Chengrui with a water basin and gave him a hand. He looked up at Fu Jiu, "The ancestors are not filial, and now there is a small barbaric country. The merchants can also see me casually."

Fu Jiu lowered his body and said, "He has something to ask Lord Belle."

"Just let him wait, saying that I'm not in good health, and I don't have the energy to take care of his bad stuff."

"Yes." Fu Jiu bowed out, halfway through, as if he remembered something and then returned, "Master Baylor, Xian Ronggege has returned to China."

Cheng Rui paused slightly with the hand of the medicine bowl, then raised his head and drank it.

"Do you know what she did when she came back?"

"Ms. Xianrong is the adopted daughter of Hideyuki Oda, and Kazuo Sato is Hideyuki Oda's retainer. Now Kazuo Sato has made a mess of Shunyuan. Miss Xianrong will most likely take over the position of Kazuo Sato when he comes back. Representative of Yuan Yuan. Presumably, this is another reason Kazuo Sato is looking for you."

"Be careful, she tells me as soon as she arrives in Shunyuan." Cheng Rui turned around and continued to play the piano, the light and shadow of the light and shadow did not really reflect his expression at the moment.

"Yes." Fu Jiu retired.

The misty piano sound echoed in the church again, but there was a trace of sorrow and sorrow. Cheng Rui knew very well about Jin Xianrong’s past. She had a lot of resentment towards the palace and Shunyuan. The anger accumulated for more than ten years will surely become a prairie fire. The trend set off a wave in Shunyuan.

And Jin Xianrong, who made Chengrui and Kazuo Sato, was standing at the gate of Jiangwutang waiting leisurely at this moment.

As soon as Xie Xiang walked out to the campus, he saw this scene.

A group of students formed a group in twos and threes, and stood tiptoe to look at the graceful and covenant man in front of the door. Xie Xiang couldn't help being curious and leaned forward.

The gorgeous-looking woman was standing in front of the door carrying a handbag, and looked at the Agni Military Academy from time to time, as if she was waiting for someone. The breeze lifted the hem of her skirt, and her goose-yellow dress made her look elegant and exquisite. She perm her short hair into big waves. Unlike the innocence and ignorance of girls of this age, she has a unique mature charm.

While the students were whispering, Shen Junshan and Ji Jin walked out. The woman ran over quickly and plunged into Shen Junshan’s arms. The students took a breath and Ji Jin hugged her arms. He walked over slowly and stood still in front of the crowd.

The students with good things started to ask Ji Jin, Xiang Shen Junshan's cold personality, they must be unable to ask anything, so they can only ask Ji Jin.

Ji Jin turned her head and said without rush or slowly: "She is Jin Xianrong, a classmate of Jun Shan when he was studying in the UK, you guys, don't think about it."

"Isn't it? A woman of the opposite **** finally came to Agni Military Academy. She was still a beautiful woman, and she was abducted by Shen Junshan!"

Ignoring the feelings of everyone, Xie Xiang's gaze fell directly on the two of them.

Shen Junshan lowered her head and didn't know what she had said to Jin Xianrong. She lightly hammered Shen Junshan, but a smiling flower bloomed on her lips.

The surrounding students are all talking about them. They are talented, talented and female, and a pair of wall people, it really matches so well. For some reason, Xie Xiang felt a little lost in his heart, and his handsome outline tightened, then he hung his head and left the crowd with heavy steps.