The harsh gunshots alarmed a bird in the forest, and the beasts screamed in horror. As soon as Ruan Qingyi turned down the wall, he clearly saw that the woman had blood splashed on her head, like a rotten tomato, and her legs were slammed and fell to the ground.

Then, a group of people walked out of the gate. The leader was Fatty. It turned out that this fat man was checking the post and happened to see Park Xinya who climbed over the wall. He shot him to death without saying a word.

Song Beichuan once said that we should focus on taking care of these Koreans and restricting their personal freedom, especially during this period.

It’s not that the fat man doesn’t know how to be polite to the beauty. In his eyes, he would rather kill a hundred people than let anyone go, but his shot just helped Ruan Qingyi solve the problem.

The fat man held the gun and pointed it at Ruan Qingyi with a black muzzle and said, "Brother of the Hidden Army? Report your name and number! Otherwise, you will kill me without any consequences!"

Ruan Qingyi knew that this was not a joke. If he escaped from the military camp without a mission, he would be severely punished. At the least, he would be closed tightly, or at the worst, he would lose his life.

He hurriedly took off his mask and said, "Code-named Blue Bird, real name Ruan Qingyi!"

The fat man also recognized him, put the gun down, and said, "Why should I chase that woman?"

Ruan Qingyi hesitated. After all, this was a confidential task assigned to him by Song Beichuan and could not be told easily by others.

At this moment, everyone heard the sound of gunfire and walked out. Yuan Cheng saw the fat man holding a gun in his hand and said, "Old fat, what happened."

"A Korean girl climbed over the wall and let me lie down." The fat man said with a relaxed look on his face.

However, when Yuan Cheng heard that it was a Korean woman, he felt a little hung up in his heart and hurriedly ran to the corpse. He found that it was Park Xinya's body. He couldn't help but feel sad. The heart that was originally filled with something suddenly disappeared.

His eyes were a little red, and he shouted at Ruan Qingyi: "Who told you to move!"

"I."

Yuan Cheng looked in the voice and saw Song Beichuan's face.

"Why?"

"She is a traitor, is this reason enough?"

By Song Beichuan's reminder, all kinds of past events suddenly emerged, calling myself stupid. It was obvious that I could see easily. I was really fascinated by this woman and was so fascinated by it that I was even lost in my soul. Fortunately, I didn't have any fatal flaws, otherwise how could I face the brothers and sisters of the Hongyun Party?

He enlarged the details of the past and knew that this woman was indeed suspicious, so he immediately fell silent.

Seeing this, Song Beichuan said to everyone: "Fatty, his marksmanship is good, his visibility is so poor, and he can beat so accurately!"

The fat man touched his big round head and smiled, "Actually, I can't see it clearly, but the woman's big red lips were too conspicuous and hit it along the color."

"Hahaha, I'll leave the rest of the fat man to you, lock me up all the people brought by the woman."

The fat man nodded. Ruan Qingyi came to Song Beichuan at this time and whispered: "It was all caused by my dereliction of duty."

Song Beichuan glanced at him and said, "I don't blame you for this. If you don't have any skills, you will be killed easily. She shouldn't do this anymore."

After the incident was over, everyone returned to their own houses. Song Beichuan sat on the chair and lit a cigarette, as if waiting for someone.

Not long after seeing him, a knock on the door sounded, and he said, "I, Yuan Cheng."

Song Beichuan smiled and said, "Let's talk."

Yuan Cheng pushed the door and walked in, and said, "It's all my omissions, which give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of."

Song Beichuan smiled indifferently and said, "It's not your fault. A big man doesn't even have a woman. It's inevitable that people can take advantage of loopholes."

Yuan Cheng's old face turned red. He knew in his heart that if there was no Song Beichuan, if it were his point, he would lose all the money. By then, he would have no other way except to apologize for his death.

"I originally planned to do this without knowing it, so that she would die inexplicably and not make you too sad. I hope you don't blame Ruan Qingyi, after all, he obeyed my orders."

Yuan Cheng sighed lightly and said, "Beichuan, I still have to thank you for this matter. If you hadn't discovered that there was something wrong with this woman earlier, I'm afraid I would have made a mistake."

Song Beichuan laughed and said, "There is nothing to do about this. This woman is very powerful, and she has one trick after another to seduce men."

Yuan Cheng nodded awkwardly and said, "But how did you find out that this woman has a problem?"

Later, Song Beichuan told Zheng Canmin about it. At that time, Song Beichuan had not thought about it in the direction of a traitor, but He Qingxian, who was in the "Joint Bones", had another sentence, "Mr. Song's subordinates are really powerful." He quickly combined the two things together. Moreover, he had no good impression of this woman, so he would not let him go if he killed the wrong person.

After hearing this, Yuan Cheng admired Song Beichuan. What a keen insight into human nature. Two unrelated things can be combined together.

After that, the two of them had a heart-to-heart talk and briefly talked about occupying the territory of South Korea, they planned to rest for a while so that the Hongyun Party that had been fighting had sufficient rest.

It was almost early in the morning, Yuan Cheng finally got up and returned to his room. When Song Beichuan was talking to him, he was also observing him. He did not hold a grudge against himself because of this. He was not the kind of person who was extremely cunning, so there was no need to worry. Song Beichuan was still very accurate in seeing this.

Suddenly, the door was knocked again. Song Beichuan was surprised and asked, "Who is it?"

"I, Qiao Yueyi."

"Come in."

Song Beichuan saw her wearing a royal blue pajamas, and the graceful curves under her clothes were faintly visible.

"I haven't been asleep so late."

She suddenly took out a bottle of wine from behind and said, "You are so tired these days, I'll chat with you."

Song Beichuan thought about it and the task was carried out in three days, so eating some wine today would not get in the way, and said, "Wine? Where can I get it!"

"What Fatty and I want, he often goes down the mountain to sweep various supermarkets. Although there is not much, he also gets some wine back. When I see it, I ask him for a bottle."

Song Beichuan smiled and said, "Then he didn't tell me about the wine."

"Haha, I said it, but I think you should be thinking that you don't know, otherwise neither of us will be able to drink it next time."

She placed two cups on the table and took out a small bag of peanuts. The wine is a Korean specialty soju. The degree is not too high, around twenty degrees.

Qiao Yueyi unscrewed the bottle cap of the wine, poured two cups full, and said, "Cheers, I wish you a great victory in this battle."

Song Beichuan clinked glasses with her and said with a smile: "Okay."

The two drank all the soju in one mouthful, making a pleasant sound.

Qiao Yueyi has a good alcohol tolerance. Before the disaster, she always had social activities. She naturally practiced her alcohol tolerance little by little. However, Song Beichuan rarely drank alcohol, and after a sip of alcohol, he felt a little dizzy. However, no matter how he drank alcohol, he would not have too much reaction on his face, and he rarely saw burning red.

"You are so cunning."

"How do you say this?" Song Beichuan smiled.

"My grandma told me that people who don't blush when drinking are scheming."

Song Beichuan touched his cheek and said, "Let's chat together."

"Okay, tell me about your childhood." Qiao Yueyi said with a bright smile.

"I was very obedient when I was a child. I had all kinds of competitions and had a lot of awards at home. I was a study committee member. I was also smart and I also liked to study those things, so I learned everything very quickly."

Qiao Yueyi giggled and said, "To put it bluntly, isn't she just a nerd!"

"Yes, it's a nerd. As a result, my girlfriend whom I have been dating for four years thinks I'm incompetent and run away with the rich young master. How can I go and make a decision?" Song Beichuan smiled bitterly.

Qiao Yueyi stuffed a few peanuts into her mouth and said, "Women are almost the same. They all want to feel safe. You must make her feel insecure before she will choose others."

Song Beichuan nodded and said, "You are right. At that time, I was so lazy and wanted to find a librarian to do the job first. Maybe he can't see hope in me." Then he lifted the hair on his forehead, revealing a scar like a ferocious lightning.

"See, this is her masterpiece of good looks. I am very weak, but I still want to thank him, because since then, I knew that weakness itself is a sin and will be punished, so I climbed up step by step. When I was cruel and ruthless, I suddenly realized that everyone in the world has become kind to me." Song Beichuan showed a crazy smile.

Qiao Yueyi shook her head and said, "Everyone is kind to you because you have helped each of them. You are not only cruel and ruthless, but also have a heart of compassion. You will hold the hands of the weak and tell them to get up and go. We are all destroyed by this disaster and have no courage to survive. You give us courage, so we will follow you."

Song Beichuan swallowed a sip of wine, and two lines of tears flowed down, saying, "For a period of time, my heart was filled with hatred. Hate is a strange thing, which will make you stronger and make you vulnerable."

Qiao Yueyi nodded, wiped his tears with her slender fingers, and smiled, "This is the first time you've said something from your heart to others."

Song Beichuan nodded and said, "Where are you? What happened before the catastrophe?"

"I am the owner of a beauty salon, you know that, but my beauty salon is also a boss who supports me. I invested in it. I live in a villa and drive a luxury car, but none of them have my name written on it. I seem to be glorious, but in fact I have nothing. The boss just treats me as a toy, a toy that protects him at a dinner party. He doesn't even have the ability to do that. He is already a bald uncle in his fifties, even..."

She said a series of words, and tears suddenly flowed from her eyes, which were originally smiling, and she was wearing her makeup. Song Beichuan didn't know what he thought, so he leaned over and kissed her lips. The tears of the two people mixed together, falling from their chin to the ground, splashing a splash of water.
Chapter completed!