Shuoyu asked Fanla, Milong, and Bula to guard the door, so that each of them could take charge of one task. He went to the inner room and saw the so-called woman. After just one glance, he wanted to rush out immediately and break the legs of Meng Fan's big-tailed father.
A woman, a local woman, a woman whose lower body could not move, a Yunnan border woman who was not good-looking or even a little ugly. She had the unique dark skin color of Yunnan border, and looked very much like the sisters who would appear in the streets and alleys of Zenda City, selling things, washing clothes, or bargaining with vendors. The kind of Zenda sisters who would sit aside and tease He Shuguang when he was playing the accordion with his bare chest.
This was a very simple room, and the air was filled with an indescribable stench. Most of the smell came from the woman Shuo Yu was looking at. She didn't even have a piece of clothing to cover herself. When he pushed the door open, the woman just subconsciously tried to cover herself with the rag she was using to keep warm.
What made him most ashamed, and wanted to bow his head to the ground, was the numb expression on the woman's face, the expression of despair while she shed tears. When Shuoyu pushed open the door, her pair of almost blind eyes looked at Shuoyu, and she carefully raised her head and rushed towards him in confusion. There was no light here, only pain and stench.
Shuoyu was very scared and approached the other person, but he wanted to hug this woman. When Shuoyu touched her, she began to struggle violently. Her teeth bit Shuoyu's exposed skin fiercely, regardless of anything, without any mercy, as if she wanted to bite a piece of flesh off him. Shuoyu could only cover her mouth with his hand, hug her whole body from behind, and stroke her head gently as if to comfort a frightened edamame.
He heard a gunshot from the other side of the door, and the sound of Milong and the others starting to fight, but that had nothing to do with him.
He leaned his head on the woman's shoulder, smelled the scent coming from her body, closed his eyes, and comforted her softly. This woman will not live long. He could see it when he held her just now. Her legs were disabled by someone. It has been too long. Even American doctors can't save her.
Accompanied by the fight just across the door and the muffled groans of fists hitting flesh, Shuo Yu gently rocked the woman in his arms. Now she finally calmed down, perhaps because she felt that Shuo Yu would not hurt her. He took off his military uniform, took out the only water he had, wet some of it, and wiped the woman's face. Maybe if they hadn't come, she would have reached the end of her life in a few days, but they came.
Milong and Bula finished the fight quickly. When they pushed open the door and came in, they saw this scene: Banxian'er was holding a dark and ugly woman in his military uniform. In such a smelly house that was worse than a place for animals, his face was full of indescribable tenderness. He sang the song he had sung at the South Heaven Gate, the song that they had all heard.
"Gently awaken your sleeping heart and slowly open your eyes~"
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"Let us hope for a better tomorrow, let us hope for a better tomorrow..."
"Go to sleep, go to sleep, everything will be over once you fall asleep."
The duration of a song is neither long nor short.
On the other side, when Meng Fanle was killing people in front of his own father, Shuo Yu was holding a Yunnan border woman who had been tidied up as he walked through the last few minutes of his life, and then ended her life with his own hands. When he stood up again, he felt that he was the one with a broken leg. He carefully wiped the exposed skin of the woman, and in the process he was tripped several times by the uneven road under his feet, but he didn't care.
After finally helping the woman put on his coat, he wanted to carry her on his back and find a good place to bury her. He had just told her that she would be reborn in a good place in her next life, so they had to find a place with good feng shui. While he was mumbling to himself, he was kicked by the leader who came in and fell to the ground. He landed face first and was covered with pebbles and weeds.
He reacted very slowly as he watched the man who pushed the door open and walked in, holding a gun in his hand, with a strong momentum of "die, die!" He came in with the light behind him, making it difficult to see the expression on his face, but as soon as he came in, he started to curse at people.
"Banxian, what the hell are you doing? Biao, do you know what to do now? And you, why are you all hanging here? Get ready to fight!"
A Thompson was thrown into Shuo Yu's arms. It had a good aim. This was the weapon that was taken off when he took off his clothes.
Milong, who was watching in a daze, walked past him.
"Come on, come on, we have to go to war! I don't have time to help you with your womanizing worries, so follow me!"
The Japanese patrol team not far away was attracted by the gunshots just now. They had to get rid of this team before leaving, otherwise they would not be able to leave.
Shuo Yu looked at Si La Si La's back, stood up, and took back the gun he had untied on the ground. He didn't think about anything else, but when he walked out the door, he still looked back and thought, he didn't even know her name.
Then I couldn't think too much, because a hand came back and grabbed the back of my neck and rushed out without even giving me a chance to react.
"From the Takeuchi Regiment, an old acquaintance, his gun is deadly accurate!" The person who spoke was a death star, with a bullet bite on his face, a little blood flowing out, looking at their commander,
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