"Beat Bandong Yingzi to death!"

"Kill these bastards!"

There was a roar of artillery fire, and the flames from the anti-aircraft guns shot up into the sky. Shattered iron pieces broke apart, covering the space above their heads.

Countless bullets flew across the battlefield, splattering blood everywhere.

The soldiers of the third company rushed out of the trenches one after another and rushed towards the fifth wave of incoming enemies.

We responded to the crazy artillery fire that came at us with rifles and bullets.

The enemy troops fell in large numbers, and our young lives were lost one after another in the hail of bullets.

Corpses and broken limbs were scattered all over the ground.

The blood dyed the ground beneath our feet red.

The air was filled with smoke and the sky was as dark as when a rainstorm was about to come.

He held his comrade's hand tightly. His facial features were covered with blood, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything. As long as I'm alive, everyone in the third company will be alive!"

…

In the dim earthen house, the old wooden bed creaked and a tall figure suddenly sat up. He instinctively picked up the pistol under the pillow, loaded the bullet into the chamber with a click, and aimed it at the dark sky outside the window.

After a moment, he put down the gun and wiped his face.

Two letters from the same place lay quietly on the windowsill.

He got out of bed, his eyes fixed on the letter.

Until the faint light of the east wind pierced the darkness and a red sun jumped out of the clouds.

It illuminated his cold and bloodthirsty eyes.

He crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it to the ground, then stood up, opened the wardrobe, and carefully took out an old military uniform that had been washed to a pale color.

A moment later, he put on his gun, dressed neatly, and went out.

In the morning light, his face was as solemn as a mountain, and his eyes were filled with a murderous look that could sweep away thousands of enemies.

Target, Hongxing Steel Plant.

Mission: debt collection!

Hongxing Steel Plant, in a narrow room on the second floor of Building No. 7, the staff dormitory.

"Lu Manyue, you can't escape."

A devilish voice sounded in her ears, and a foul breath sprayed all over her face.

"Lu Manyue, you are mine. I told you that no matter how hard you try, you can't escape from my grasp."

Lu Manyue heard Yang Chengshi's voice in a daze, and she forced herself to slowly open her eyes.

What came into view was Yang Chengshi's enlarged face, pressing down towards her quickly.

Lu Manyue was so shocked that her mind went blank.

Today is her wedding, and she is obviously going to marry Wei Dingbang, so why is Yang Chengshi in her room!

"Mom, Mom, Dad!" Lu Manyue put her hands softly against Yang Chengshi, calling out to Lu Dashan and Li Fen.

No one answered from outside.

Lu Manyue's heart began to panic as she felt Yang Chengshi's hot breath getting closer and closer. She was so anxious that her eyes turned red and tears almost fell.

No, you can't cry, crying is useless.

"Yang Chengshi, go away, go away! Don't come near me!" Lu Manyue shouted, trying to suppress her fear.

"Why are you leaving? Today I have to make a fait accompli! You dare to reject my marriage and embarrass my family. Today I will let you know how powerful I, Yang, am!" Yang Chengshi did not retreat but instead advanced and reached out to pull Lu Manyue's buttons.

"No, no, don't come over here." Lu Manyue curled up into a ball, clutching the collar of her clothes tightly with both hands.

Seeing that Yang Chengshi’s mouth was about to reach her face, Lu Manyue was extremely scared.

But the more scared she was, the more excited Yang Chengshi became, and he was about to be ruined.

The bloody nightmare that she had been having every day recently flashed through Lu Manyue's eyes again. She was pregnant and was beaten to the ground by Yang Chengshi. He refused to stop even when blood was all over the floor. Instead, he became more and more excited.

Finally, he used her corpse to harm others.

Her tragic death caused her benefactor to have no place to be buried, and he could not rest in peace even after death.

It was too painful to be beaten to death and die with the baby in her belly.

She doesn't want to live a life like in her dream again.

If Yang Chengshi succeeded, then all her previous efforts to reject the kiss and to pester Master Wei to marry her in order to get rid of Yang Chengshi and the tragic death in her nightmare would be in vain.

The fear of death made Lu Manyue tremble all over. Being weak was useless, crying was useless, so she was no longer weak.

She leaned over and bit Yang Chengshi's ear.

Yang Chengshi was not careful for a moment and was bitten hard. He screamed in pain: "Let go, Lu Manyue, let go of my ear."

Like a cornered rabbit, Lu Manyue bit Yang Chengshi's ear with red eyes and refused to let go.

She didn't let go until Yang Chengshi begged for mercy and swore that he would leave immediately.

"I told you not to bite me! I must kill you today!" Yang Chengshi touched his ear and felt Yicai's blood. He instantly became angry and grabbed Lu Manyue's neck with one hand and pushed Lu Manyue to the head of the bed.

Looking at Lu Manyue, who was weak and limp, with a flushed face and tears in her eyes, Yang Chengshi felt a surge of restlessness in his heart.

"Let me go..." Lu Manyue was having trouble breathing, her mind was in a mess, her head was aching, and her whole body was limp and she couldn't muster a single bit of strength.

She struggled hard and bit her tongue hard, and then she became a little more conscious.

"If you force me, I will never let you get what you want even if I die." Lu Manyue's eyes gradually became firm as she continued to bite down.

"Want to die? Lu Manyue, are you stupid?! How am I, Yang Chengshi, inferior to that old, ugly, and inhuman old man?

I am the factory director's son. Which female worker in the steel plant doesn't want to date me?

It's your blessing that I like you, but you would rather die than follow me! !

What a pity, the Wei Dingbang you were dreaming of marrying didn’t even come to pick you up, and the person you are marrying today is me, Yang Chengshi.

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