Chapter 113

When Omoto Ichiro said the phrase 'this woman is yours', Guitian felt as if he heard the sound of nature, and felt that this boss, who usually annoyed him, was not as bad as he imagined. But after the next sentence, "But the time can't be too long, you must finish before I finish appraising the jade ring finger", immediately made him shut up, and swallowed the words of gratitude that he wanted to say . With a sideways glance at Omoto Ichiro, Guitian showed a resentful and joyful expression on his face, cursing in his stomach: Do you think everyone has the same impotence as you? How can such a short time be enough...

Da Ben is now obsessed with the great joy of getting the jade finger, he hastily took out a magnifying glass from his arms, and carefully observed the treasure in his hand against the sunset in the sky after the rain. The subordinates' embarrassment made them forget that they are not in Japan now, but Huaxia, where the police will come to invite them to the police station for tea at any time.

Looking at Da Ben who was nodding and giggling alone with an obsessed face, Gui Tian curled his lips. Although he also knows that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, but during this period of Daben Jianbao, he must do something meaningful, right? Thinking of this, looking at Ye Qingling standing there trembling slightly like a blooming white chrysanthemum, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hua girl, hehe," Guitian now completely lacked the simple and honest Ye Qingling when he first met him, replaced by a look of cunning and impatience, and said to the two men standing behind Ye Qingling to prevent her from running away: " Mr. Daben said, we can properly ask Ms. Ye to relax our nervousness... Uh, Ms. Yoko, you can go around the ancient temple, maybe you can find a Dunhuang mural or something... Seeing Yoko's shameless face, Guitian smiled and gave her a good idea.

Perhaps because of being both women, Yoko really didn't like to see Ye Qingling, who was as cold and beautiful as a white chrysanthemum, being treated lightly by several men in front of her, but she couldn't stop her. So I had no choice but to turn around and walk away, but I didn't follow Guitian's words to go to the ruined temple to 'hunt for treasure'.

Facing Gui Tian with a sinister smile on her face, Ye Qingling took a step back and couldn't move anymore. The two men behind her grabbed her arms, one from the left and the other from the right. After struggling feebly for a few times and finding it was futile, Ye Qingling closed her eyes. She didn't have the courage to bite her tongue and kill herself when she was about to accept the test, but she had the right to choose to close her eyes tightly and not look at the man like a wild dog in front of her.

Hearing the rustling sound of the leaves blown by the wind around her, and when Gui Tian's hand was about to grab her chest, Ye Qingling suddenly hated someone very much. If he hadn't been absent from work today but had gone to a meeting with him, he and Aunt Song would not have been easily fooled by these people, and Aunt Song would not have been shot... All this was caused by his absenteeism. But she thought of that person again in conflict. If that person is as powerless as she is now facing these beasts, as long as he gives her a little courage, she will choose to bite her tongue and kill herself to keep her innocence.

However, she hopes that she is dreaming now, and if she bites her tongue, she will wake up. So, Ye Qingling bit her tongue hard... the pain was so painful that she suddenly opened her eyes, and Gui Tian, ​​who had already touched her clothes, was startled.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, flashing endless bitterness. Ye Qingling looked at Guitian tolerantly, smiled apologetically, "It's okay, you can continue." Then she closed her eyes again.

Guitian and the two companions looked at each other and shook their heads. No one knew what kind of nerve Ye Qingling was getting out of. It's no use pretending to be a ghost. Guitian sneered at Ye Qingling's apology, and resolutely grabbed her front clothes with both hands...

Pa... A clear sound of firecrackers resounded through the entire mountain, causing wandering in the valley, and then a hole suddenly appeared at Guitian's left temple, a hole not as big as a penny. But it is enough to make the white brains spurt far away along this excretion port, flashing the sunset glow in the evening sky, which is magical and gorgeous.

Papa... Within less than a second of the first sound, the crisp sound of firecrackers followed the echo of the first sound. The Japanese man standing on Ye Qingling's right and his companion behind him who were about to watch the show, Before the astonished gaze could be withdrawn from Guitian's fallen body, blood was spattered between their brows. The blood between the eyebrows of the person standing on Ye Qingling's right sprayed to Ye Qingling's forehead like an arrow, and slowly dripped down to cover her eyes.

Who is setting off firecrackers at this time?

Since she was a child, Ye Qingling, who likes to be quiet but doesn't like to move, hated boys setting off firecrackers in front of her, because they always lit firecrackers behind her when she was unprepared, and then ran away with a silent smile, turning back while running Appreciate Ye Qingling screaming with her head covered.

Am I already dead? Back to the same year again? Can people really do it all over again?

Ye Qingling, who was still in extreme fear and couldn't control her expression and smiled at Gui Tian, ​​suspected that she had returned to her childhood again. Because the claws of Lushan in her imagination did not touch her 22-year-old ex. She wanted to open her eyes and see if she had returned to her carefree childhood in the country. However, no matter how hard she tried to open her eyes, she couldn't see the scene in front of her clearly, because there was only the bright red of the whole world in front of her.

How is this going? Ye Qingling raised her hand to wipe her eyes, but she touched a big steady hand, then her eyes went dark, and a familiar man's voice rang softly beside her ear: "Close your eyes, don't look."

Such a familiar voice...it's him! Qin Zhao.

Only when Qin Zhao's voice became gentle would Ye Qingling have the urge to burst into tears. Although more often watching over him and shedding tears is because of him crying out of anger.

Covering Ye Qingling's eyes lightly with one hand, and pointing the gun at Omoto Ichiro with the other hand, he continued to say softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Don't be afraid, I'm here.

Five words, if the momentary pause in the middle is removed, they can be said twice in a row within one second. But with these five words, Ye Qingling suffered all the fear she had never experienced since she was a child, and turned into a loss of strength, her mind went blank, and her body fell limply into Qin Zhao's arms. Then it went dark and I didn't know anything.

Pushing the stupid Japanese standing on Ye Qingling's left side as a pawn to the tiger, Qin Zhao held Ye Qingling tightly with one hand, pointed a gun at Da Ben, and said calmly: "If I were you, I would obediently hand over the jade wrench to someone else, instead of choosing to smash the wrench when facing at least ten guns."

Omoto Ichiro smiled wryly, looked at Guitian lying on the ground who was already dead but could not die any more, but his body was still twitching, and obediently raised his hands. The jade wrench in his hand glowed white under the glow of the sunset, like a fetish from beyond the sky, making people afraid to look up.

Taking off the shirt on his upper body and covering Ye Qingling's head, and handing her over to the two soldiers who came together, Qin Zhao looked deeply at the peaceful face that was as quiet as a sleeping baby, and whispered: "Send her off!" She's going to the hospital." Just when the two soldiers answered yes with firm voices, they added: "Slow down on the road*."

After watching the two soldiers carefully carry Ye Qingling on their backs and walked down the mountain for more than ten meters, Qin Zhao turned around and came to Omoto Ichiro, reached out and took the jade wrench finger into his trousers pocket, and raised his right knee like lightning .

Hmph... Although Omoto Ichiro's eyes were darkened from the pain, the Bushido spirit he had accepted since he was a child only let him groan, and curled up on the ground covering his body.

"I heard that you are very interested in Huaxia antiques." Qin Zhao turned a blind eye to others twisting their bodies in pain in front of him, and said to the poor man in a tone as if he could see through the red dust: "So I would like to invite you to this Let’s take a look inside the ancient temple, maybe there are some Dunhuang murals in it.” After speaking, he picked up his body curled up like a lobster with one hand, and he didn’t care about others struggling to oppose this kind of treatment. He carried it into the dilapidated ancient temple.

Although they are both Chinese soldiers, Li Jianfeng treated Yoko and the remaining Japanese male citizen much more politely. He just pointed at the ruined temple with the gun in his hand, and the two left without saying a word. go in. Maybe it's because the appearance of the three of Guitian outside is too scary?

"Tell me, who sent you here?" Qin Zhao threw Omoto Ichiro to the corner of the wall covered with bugs. After a bang, the old and dilapidated wall trembled, and some dust fell down. A clod the size of a ping-pong ball swayed on the edge of the shrine, then fell without hesitation and hit Omoto Ichiro on the right ear, making him regain his clarity after a very short period of dizziness.

"Hey," staring at Qin Zhao's naked upper body, Omoto Ichiro looked at his white shirt, which was covered with dust. He raised his right hand, which was covering his body, flicked it, and said disdainfully, "Do you think I can say it?"

"You won't, but they will." Qin Zhao turned around and looked at the two of them being escorted by Li Jianfeng and Yang Zi, paused, and then chose to walk towards Yang Zi.

Looking at the countless scars on Qin Zhao's upper body, Yoko's eyes, which were originally full of fear, were clearly flustered. Subconsciously backed away, but was blocked by Li Jianfeng with a gun.

"Would you say who sent you here?" Qin Zhao looked at this woman who used to pretend to be timid in front of Ye Qingling and Song Lan, with murderous intent in her eyes. He knew that, relying on his cleverness and great wisdom that had not been used for a long time and was gradually wasted, if this woman hadn't taken advantage of her weakness of kindness and soft ears, this situation would not have happened at all. It must be this woman who makes the life and death of my dearest mother uncertain.