With the evidence provided by An Moxue, the trial of An Muyang and his wife went smoothly. They were murdered. As for the case of Zhang Xiangdong and the other six people, it eventually became an unsolved case. But what people think in their hearts, who can stop them?
An Moxue was mentally prepared, but she still couldn't let it go. The case was only circulated internally and not made public. Zhu Zhen was only deprived of his political rights for life and placed under house arrest.
She had always known about tangible classes and intangible social strata, but this was the first time in her two lifetimes that she had experienced them so profoundly.
Fortunately, she had planned ahead; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to sleep well and wouldn't have been able to swallow her anger.
On this day, An Moxue came to the grave of An Muyang and his wife and said to them, "I have avenged you in China. Now it's time for revenge abroad. Don't worry, wait patiently, it will definitely happen." Then she glanced at the tombstone and boarded the train back to the North.
Before leaving for Esairi, Xu Qingfeng found An Moxue and said, "I have some news for you that I think you'll be interested in."
"Tell me about it. What news is it that you're so sure I'll be interested?"
Xu Qingfeng glanced at her and said, "I received several calls. First, the news about Zhu Zhen has spread throughout the streets and alleys of Kyoto. Second, all of Zhu Zhen's children and grandchildren have been sent to the countryside. Third, it is said that his story somehow reached his hometown, and even his clansmen are being ostracized by the local people."
An Moxue smiled happily: "Yes, that's great news. It shows that there are still chivalrous people in this world who can't stand him and have exposed his crimes. I wonder who this gentleman is? I'd really like to meet him." She spoke as if she genuinely wanted to make friends with him.
"Goodbye, Captain, I'm leaving." With that, he walked away gracefully.
Xu Qingfeng watched her walk away until she was out of sight before turning back.
An Moxue was very busy during this holiday, so busy that she wanted to go back to Anle Village, but in the end she was unable to do so.
As she sat on the train, gazing at the lush greenery outside the window, she was always reminded of the day she went to the countryside. On the way to Anle Village, she saw an endless expanse of green, varying in shades, yet brimming with vitality and mystery. Not being able to go back left her with a slight sense of regret.
I wonder how Uncle Ma and Aunt Ma are doing?
Is Aunt Guo nice?
Aunt Meihua must be a little bored after not seeing her for so long.
Gale and Lightning have grown up, have they found their other halves yet? Next time I go back, I'll take them with me! I wonder if they'd like that?
The more you walk a route you're used to, the more familiar you become with it; you can even tell where the dangers are with your eyes closed.
We're about to cross the border. Once we're across, it will be convenient to ride horses or drive cars.
In the dead of night, the forest was deep and the grass was lush, making it exceptionally quiet and secluded.
Suddenly, a woman's low pleas for mercy and a man's curses came from ahead, and chaos ensued.
"Please, I'll give you all the money, just let me go!"
"Let you go! Are you kidding me? You've already slept with a slut, what's a few more brothers? Don't worry, it's just tonight. After we cross the border, we'll go our separate ways, and no one will make things difficult for you."
No, I didn't.
"What are you talking about? What? Murder? Don't deny it. You killed those three women, didn't you? You've got guts, you've got guts, you've got guts, we like guys like you."
An Moxue moved closer and heard more clearly.
"Knowing I killed someone, you still dared to force yourselves on me. Aren't you afraid I'll kill you too?" This time she wasn't begging for mercy, but the trembling in her voice still betrayed her.
"Hey! Come on! You think you're so tough just because you killed three unarmed women? We've been living on the edge for years, we're not afraid of a woman like you. Whoever chickens out is a son of a bitch."
"Hahaha!"
"bring it on!"
"No!"
An Moxue approached and saw the girl's eyes flashing with a fierce light, her expression resolute, and the kitchen knife she was holding raised in her hand—"Don't come any closer! Or I'll really do it."
"Move! You can't just stand still! Come on, chop on the shoulder."
"Hahaha..." Laughter erupted once again.
By the moonlight, An Moxue could even see a scar running across a person's face, from the bridge of the nose to the corner of the eye, making him look fierce.
The girl raised the kitchen knife and slashed at him.
"That's interesting," An Moxue thought.
The man clearly didn't expect the woman to attack him, because he looked like the fiercest and most dangerous person, yet the woman's knife was aimed directly at him.
"Ah!" This scream was delivered with all her might; clearly, the woman hadn't expected things to end so well, and she hadn't left herself any way out.
"Damn it! You bitch, are you trying to summon the border guards?"
"Oh shit."
The woman went all out, grabbing a kitchen knife and hacking wildly, which temporarily overwhelmed the men.
An Mo stepped forward and unleashed a flurry of blows with his whirlwind cudgel on the several burly men, begging for mercy. Several bones in their bodies and legs were broken.
When the woman saw someone helping her, she started punching and kicking the nearest person, no matter where they were.
Seeing that the beating was almost over, An Moxue slapped the legs of the men a few times, then grabbed the woman and ran towards the depths of the border.
Now look what's happened, they're all broken bones, whether they live or die depends on fate.
An Moxue grabbed the woman and ran for a while, then, once she was sure they had crossed the border, she let go of the woman and slowed down.
After crossing the border patrol zone, An Moxue stopped and said to the woman, "We've crossed the border and entered Mongolia. You're safe now, you can go."
After An Moxue finished speaking, she was about to leave when the woman grabbed her wrist. An Moxue looked at her, pointed in a direction, and said, "See? If you keep walking that way, you'll see a village. They specialize in smuggling people there."
"Thank you for saving me and taking me across the border. I can't be ungrateful; I have to repay you."
As the woman spoke, she rummaged through her tattered clothes and pulled out two gold bars, which she then handed to An Moxue.
An Moxue looked at her, and this time she had a different idea.
"Give me all of them, they're worth some money!"
Without hesitation, the woman stuffed the gold bar into An Moxue's hand, bowed to her, and turned to leave.
This time, An Moxue called out to her, "Wait a minute."
The woman turned around, looked at An Moxue with a puzzled expression, and said, "Is there anything else, benefactor?"
An Moxue looked at her and said, "May I ask if you are ultimately going to Mongolia? Do you have relatives or friends to stay with?"
Without hesitation, the woman replied, "As long as it's not the Lan Kingdom, as long as I can survive, that's fine. I have no one to rely on in Mongolia."
She liked the stubbornness in her eyes and wanted to keep her there, but she still needed to get to know her better. "Can you tell me your story? If you'd like."
The woman looked at An Moxue, wondering why she would ask this. But it didn't matter. The scars would heal faster once they were exposed. She didn't want them to rot and deteriorate, eventually becoming old wounds or even hidden ailments.
"There's nothing wrong with saying this, it's just that it might be a bit long. And it's not very good either."
"Let's talk as we go, the road ahead is still long."
"good."
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