Su Niannian's eyes were fixed, and the words just now echoed in her mind. For a moment, it was difficult to distinguish between dreams and reality. She looked up and said seriously, "I will go by myself."
"..."
Ma Yingjun almost laughed out loud.
He strode forward and handed the thing he was fiddling with to Su Niannian: "Here."
An assembled gun.
Su Niannian's eyes were somewhat straight: "This..."
"Don't know how to use it?" Ma Yingjun frowned and simply took Su Niannian to the backyard of the guesthouse, motioning her to pull down the safety pin and aim at the target in the yard.
"It seems that your man has really protected you too well that you don't even know how to use this. Comrade Su Niannian, I didn't ask you to kill anyone. In this place bordering the border, it's normal for two people to disappear every day.
I have adjusted the recoil of this gun, so you won't get tired holding it. It can be used for self-protection and won't allow you to commit a crime. As for you saying you want to go to that place by yourself, that's a pipe dream. Without me leading the way, you won't even be able to find the entrance, and the sentry won't let you leave the border."
"Then how do we get there?"
"You'll know soon." Ma Yingjun gave Su Niannian a meaningful look.
…
After much persuasion, Su Niannian finally accepted the fact that the gangster was traveling with them.
Therefore, her gratitude to Ma Yingjun reached a new level.
After this secret, the two of them could be considered to have a life-and-death friendship. However, when Su Niannian saw them cutting through the iron fence and crawling through, her eyes were still a little dazed.
She had never done anything so outrageous in the past twenty years.
If Gu Zhiye is the benchmark of morality, then Ma Yingjun is the synonym of sin. However, he is open and honest and there is nothing he dare not do. He was the first one to let Su Niannian get through.
"..."
Standing in a foreign land, even the air seemed different, with a faint smell of blood.
It is said that the battlefield this time is not in China, but in Country R, a few kilometers away from the border. Even the air here is filled with the smell of blood. Su Niannian is protected by two men and walks in the middle. Although they have a lazy attitude, everyone can see the guns on their waists, and no one dares to come forward to cause trouble.
Su Niannian had put on makeup before coming.
Try to make your skin and facial features look uglier to avoid other problems.
In a foreign country, even the faces were unfamiliar. The gangster following them was called Xie Qing. From their leisurely posture, Su Niannian understood that every time something like this happened, the Black Feather Gang entrenched in the port city liked to reap the benefits, and would come whether it was to intercept the fruits of victory or pick up various equipment.
From afar, an elderly woman wearing a headscarf came over, carrying a basket.
Ma Yingjun waved at the other party and chattered incoherently. Su Niannian didn't understand a word he said. But as Ma Yingjun stuffed a gold bar into the other woman's palm, the woman smiled so much that her eyes were almost invisible, and she even handed the basket in her hand to Ma Yingjun.
After the others left, Xie Qing came over and flipped through them: "What are these?"
Ma Yingjun picked up a bullet shell and sniffed it, smiling inexplicably: "She said that the most recent gunfight took place outside the town, and these things were picked up by her husband, who wants to sell them for a good price. Take a look, do you think they are familiar?"
Su Niannian leaned over and her face turned pale.
Most of them were things from the Chinese army. She had seen Gu Zhiye use them in the training ground, so they were not unfamiliar to her. Her fingertips almost sank into her palms, but she didn't feel any pain, but her brows were furrowed.
Ma Yingjun's Adam's apple rolled, and he felt a little depressed for some reason. He explained unnecessary things: "Picking up people on the battlefield is not just the Black Feather Party's operation. If your husband is okay, then he must be staying in a corner of this town. Maybe he is injured and can't walk, or he is buried somewhere. As long as you want, we can always find him.
It's just a matter of time. I called Director Guo last night and asked him to ask for leave from the art troupe in his name. Su Niannian, you have plenty of time."
Su Niannian raised her eyes suddenly, opened her mouth, and said after a while: "Thank you."
"Why don't you call me brother first?"
"impossible."
"Why?" Ma Yingjun shrugged: "I know you have a brother, but this thing, is it too much?! I am better than him. I heard that he used to..."
“Ma Yingjun——!”
Su Niannian spoke angrily, successfully interrupting the man's teasing, and he didn't say any more extra words.
The further we go down this road, the more frightening it becomes.
The ruins, the dark-colored soil, each place showed something different. Su Niannian looked at them, and a urge to vomit rose from her heart. She couldn't help but hold onto a tree beside the road and vomited. Xie Qing quickly dodged and complained:
"Women are trouble."
Ma Yingjun glanced at him expressionlessly.
Xie Qing was startled, and quickly apologized with a wry smile: "It was only our comrade Nian Nian. If it were anyone else, they might have fainted from fright..."
Su Niannian knew that she was holding back, so she wiped her mouth and said, "Sorry."
"You're already great. Not every girl has the courage to come..." Ma Yingjun approached with a smile. Before he could say a few words to praise her, his big hand suddenly attacked Su Niannian's head and pressed her behind the tree. There was a rare warning in his voice: "Hide, it's Ma Yingting's people!"
On the battlefield, proactive response is the forte of each of them.
This is often the key to saving lives.
Su Niannian didn't even see how Xie Qing moved. The other party jumped up the tree in a flash. On the other hand, Ma Yingjun was worried about Su Niannian, so after he hid the other party, he had already aimed a red dot at his heart.
Ma Yingjun raised his hands, turned around with a forced smile and whistled.
The burly man sitting in the convertible off-road vehicle held a gun and laughed arrogantly: "Isn't this the second young master?"
"The young lady said that you had settled down after going to the imperial capital. What happened? You actually still want to come to the border to get a piece of the pie. I guess the young lady doesn't know this news yet..."
The eldest lady they were talking about was the current head of the Black Feather Gang, Ma Yingting, the famous Black Widow of Hong Kong.
Su Niannian couldn't help but hold her breath.
Ma Yingjun allowed the two men to verbally humiliate him. When the other party finally couldn't bear it any longer and got out of the car to arrest him, gunshots rang out and the strong man sitting in the driver's seat was shot dead on the spot. As for the unlucky man who got out of the car, he was kicked in the chin by the other party before he could get close to Ma Yingjun.
The speed at which the two men raised their guns determined life and death. The unlucky man was a step slower and was hit on the jaw by Ma Yingjun, who moved super quickly. The bullet went diagonally from bottom to top, piercing his head, and blood sprayed all over the man.
Ma Yingjun pushed the other's body away.
There was still a murderous look in his eyes that had not faded away.
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