I want to be a good person

It was still dark when the snorting of horses woke Zhang Aiguo up. The birds in the woods were singing. The early bird catches the worm!

The clear chirping sounds symbolize harvest. It turns out that birds can work hard and get enough to eat.

However, the diligence of cattle and horses is just a joke, and the idea that diligence can improve the quality of life is a false proposition.

The moonlight is like light and the mood is wild, the weary birds are returning to their nests with high spirits;

The sky serves as the roof and the ground as the bed, and the mandarin ducks are busy having sex in the wild at night.

As Wang Jinxiu wiped the wound with medicinal wine, her eyes were filled with deep affection. He was in her heart, in her eyes, and his shadow beside her was also him.

After eating two spoonfuls of egg powder, I restored my strength. Egg powder was considered a high-end nutritional product in the Republic of China and became popular during the First World War.

The new reports in their hands make the front-page headlines, which are all gossips about actors. Whenever a major problem arises, they never dare to face it. Diverting attention is a common problem, trying to play deaf and dumb and get away with it, which is shameless.

The Newspaper Law and the Public Order Maintenance Law provide the legal basis for speech control. They are the two evil laws that the Japanese government used to strangle the media during the war. To sum up, there are two things: neither is allowed.

The evil law restricts the media's freedom of action and reporting. No speech or behavior that slanders the Japanese devils can appear. Sample issues can only be published after passing the review.

Not long ago in April, Japan promulgated the "National General Mobilization Law" and the "National Defense Security Law" successively, increasing restrictions on paper use and dissemination, and the media no longer has freedom of speech.

The Japanese soldiers on the small island lived in a false world. When the news of defeat and surrender came, they were still boasting about their great victory the day before. The gap was sometimes big and sometimes small, as small as the distance between their upper and lower lips touching!

How much is a newspaper?

The old sheep notes, military notes, old man notes and several types of counterfeit currencies issued by the Japanese devils, together with the legal tender, flooded the circulation market. The currency value was in chaos, and even the people in the pseudo-autonomous government were confused, not to mention the common people.

A handful of colorful banknotes for the newsstand owner to pick out as he pleases.

A man, a woman and a carriage. In this difficult world, there are always people who like to get something for nothing and take risks.

Wang Jinxiu held the gun tightly in her hand. The sight of blood could help her improve her psychological quality.

After buying the newspaper and food and leaving the town where he had just stayed, Zhang Aiguo keenly felt several malicious gazes.

The world is collapsing, the economy is in decay, and staying alive has become the biggest problem. All kinds of bankrupt people have no choice but to take shortcuts.

"Hey, ..."

Zhang Aiguo did not shoot. He waited for Wang Jinxiu to make a decision and listened to the shouting from the other side as if he was listening to Alvin and the Chipmunks.

Good people don’t live long. Prosperous times are not easy, and troubled times are even more difficult.

"Xiu, if you don't kill him, he will kill us. There is no choice. Either he dies or you die."

Zhang Aiguo bewitched and told simple truths.

Wang Jinxiu's hand holding the gun kept shaking as if he had Parkinson's disease.

The robber who jumped out stood still because the man in the carriage had two guns in his hands.

The wind blew, bringing with it a smell of urine. People do things based on their passion, but they are all fooled. When their brains get hot, they forget who they are.

"My dear, madam, spare my life!"

His face was covered with a mixture of snot and tears. There must be something hateful about a pitiful person.

"Xiu, the other sisters have all seen blood. This is how the world is. Every society is full of cannibalism."

Zhang Aiguo's tone is leisurely, and a loud drum does not need a heavy hammer.

"Ahhh"

Wang Jinxiu closed her eyes and pulled the trigger frantically. Only one man in front of the gun was hit by the bullet, and the rest were shot away.

The howling sounded like a poisonous snake, drilling into the woman's ears and lingering in her heart.

Zhang Aiguo was helpless. What if God took back the talent he had given him?

Prepare for a rainy day, make women strong and have the will to kill, so that if they die, they will have a place to stand.

If a person is not ruthless, he will not be able to stand firmly!

"click"

The chamber was empty and there was a hollow sound from the trigger.

Reach out one hand and hug from behind to give some warmth.

"It's okay, don't be afraid. What you can see are all small things. There are so many things like eating people without leaving any bones. Open your eyes."

"what!"

The woman screamed, startled by the pool of blood in front of her.

"Good boy, let go."

The left hand leads both hands all the way down, turning the cold into warmth.

"Clap clap clap"

Zhang Aiguo did not stop shooting. He called out the names one by one and fired the first shot. The remaining people felt their legs as if filled with lead and could not move. Some of them went limp because they were so frightened.

The bells were jingling, and the horse walked and stopped slowly. The instructions given by the owner were too vague, walking for a while and stopping for a while.

"Ok!"

With a heavy groan, the gun went off, but he couldn't escape the warm embrace.

This feels a bit exciting. If you kill too many people, your mind will become somewhat perverted and twisted.

The cool mat on the carriage, hiding the sweat beads, refracted thousands of rays of light, reflecting the sweetness of love.

"feel better now?"

"Ugh, uh!"

Putting away the gun, Zhang Aiguo asked with concern.

Wang Jinxiu vomited. Maybe the smell of blood just now made her feel sick, or maybe...

The slender hand grasped a piece of soft flesh and pinched it gently.

"It hurts, it hurts"

Zhang Aiguo was panting and smiling.

"What, you want to murder your husband? You pinched me, you almost killed me just now, my back hurts a little."

"It's not your fault."

"Yes, yes, blame me."

A woman's cowardice lies in the fact that she has no companions on the same level as her.

Comparison is an irresistible impulse of human beings. Without comparison, there will be no harm!

Under certain circumstances, the climax comes particularly quickly, with fierce force, ecstatic screams, and exhilarating fighting, venting the animal desires in the heart.

"Don't we need to clean up the people just now?"

"No, if you want to eat this bowl of rice, you must be mentally prepared to eat this bowl of rice."

If their bodies are left exposed in the wilderness, perhaps someone will help them bury them, at the cost of the clothes on their bodies.

Disdain, that's just not the case yet. Even if you lie with your face in the mud, get stepped on, or get spit on, you won't disdain anything.

"Gunshots?"

Several members of the local militia and two fake police officers rushed to the scene after hearing the news.

"He was about to rob someone on the road, but was shot and killed."

"Officer Qu, come and take a look. You are an expert in investigating cases."

As the words fell, several people who were accompanying him complimented him.

"No, no, it's just a little experience."

Officer Qu waved his hands embarrassedly, but he was actually hiding his pride, but it was hidden quite deeply.

"It's still you who has to take action."

"Yeah yeah!"

Officer Qu squatted down, carefully observed the scene, and looked for traces. After a while, he looked in the direction where Zhang Aiguo left a few more times.

Confused, embarrassed, and conflicted, his brows were furrowed into a "川" shape. He stretched out his hands and rubbed his temples on both sides with his fingers.

"What's the matter? It seems like you are in a bit of a dilemma."

"Yes."

"Tell me, what's the big deal."

"Really?"

"Correct."

"The murderer is of medium height and relatively strong. He used two types of guns, one of which was a bastard box. Everyone, please look at this. This is how the bullet rolls. The muzzles of the two guns are different."

I looked at the paper on the ground. It was obviously used and contained unknown liquid.

"I wonder if they are Japanese? Do you dare to chase them? They are driving a horse-drawn carriage."

"Japanese? Probably not."

"By the way, our maintenance committee received a joint investigation report saying that someone attacked the locust army and escaped."

"Yes, even if he is not a small-time criminal, according to the regulations of the Locust Army, firearms, ammunition and all weapons are military supplies and cannot be privately collected by civilians. If anyone dares to hide them, we will never show mercy once we find them. If we catch them, there will be a big reward!"

"Let's go, hurry up, the money is in hand."

"Walk"

Chasing forward noisily.

The wages of avarice is death!