Ji Qingwan's shoulder was injured and she had difficulty moving, but hatred filled her with strength.
The mother of the two people was a cultural relic worker. She initially contacted them in order to please her adoptive mother and cater to her preferences.
But over time, she developed a deep interest in these cultural relics from the bottom of her heart.
Behind every cultural relic is the cultural heritage of the dynasty at that time.
It is thanks to the careful care of several generations that the country has achieved its current soft cultural strength.
However, at present, cultural relics in the country have been destroyed on a large scale, and the few things that can prove the long history of the motherland are still coveted by these bastards.
If everyone is only interested in profit, the country will no longer be a country.
The peace was fought for with great difficulty by our ancestors. They have the same passion in their bones as their ancestors and are bound to hate the enemy with hatred.
Luo Ankang was trapped in the trap and huddled in the corner, shivering and trying his best to resist the flying rocks from above, but he had no ability to fight back.
Ji Qingzhou finally regained his composure and stopped Ji Qingwan.
"Sister, he is no longer a threat to us. We will leave him to the People's Liberation Army."
Ji Qingwan snorted and threw the last stone in her hand down.
Luo Ankang couldn't even scream.
He looked at the gun that was smashed to pieces and was deeply filled with fear for the two women.
His eyes went dark and he hugged himself tightly.
Rather than passively taking a beating here, he hoped that the troops could intervene sooner.
Now Xie Yanbei is not the judge who sentences him, but the hero who can save him from dire straits.
Ji Qingwan was still not satisfied: "I hate people like you who betrayed the country the most in my life. You are a bunch of traitors, betraying the country!"
Dad Ji Junyan said that her biological father and grandfather had both been to the battlefield.
But in the end, my grandfather lost his life on that land because of the betrayal of a traitor.
She hated enemies and traitors.
Luo Ankang prayed in his heart, hoping that the People's Liberation Army could move faster and faster.
He was bleeding profusely. If they had arrived a step later, he would probably have lost his life here.
He couldn't understand why a delicate and weak woman from the city could be more terrifying than a shrew in the village?
They really wanted to kill people when they beat them, using huge stones to hit them on the head and face.
Luo Ankang didn't want to experience the feeling of dying miserably in terror and torture.
"Sister, he will be taken back to the army for interrogation. His crimes will be judged by the country itself."
Ji Qingwan was held in Ji Qingzhou's arms and was barely holding on.
The pain in her arm came again, and she took a deep breath.
Ji Qingzhou: "Sister, how are you?"
Ji Qingwan waved her hand, her arm was still bleeding, and the blood soon dyed her clothes red.
In the darkness, all she could feel was wetness.
"Xie Yanbei will be here soon, don't be afraid."
Ji Qingwan looked at Ji Qingzhou who was still trying to comfort herself, and reached out to pinch her nose.
"I'm not afraid. Does your leg hurt?"
Ji Qingzhou shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, the bullet didn't penetrate."
Her voice was a little unclear due to nervousness. She fought back tears and said, "You can't take risks like this anymore. If anything happens to you, how am I going to explain it to my parents?"
Although I tried hard to hold back my tears, they still fell.
They had agreed on this plan in advance, and they did it anyway even though they knew it was dangerous.
Ji Qingwan wiped away Ji Qingzhou's tears with one hand.
"I'm fine, right? I'm very strong. Stop crying."
As she spoke, she held Ji Qingzhou's hand again and gave him instructions.
"I counted the number of people on the way here. Including Luo Ankang, there are 24 of them in total. I paid close attention when I came here with him, so there shouldn't be any who have escaped."
Ji Qingzhou wiped his tears and helped Ji Qingwan sit on the open space next to them.
She said sternly, "You're just acting recklessly. The People's Liberation Army has set up a tight net. None of them can escape. And you're still worried about this person getting away. Even if he chooses this path, he'll end up falling into a trap!"
Her eyes were full of blame and fear.
Because of the pain, Ji Qingwan didn't dare to breathe too hard.
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