[Qi Fu] Qi Chu said return

As soon as the car stopped at the gate of Zhang's mansion, the little adjutant jumped out in a hurry, and ran straight to the yard regardless of his injuries.

He didn't even care about Zhang Qishan in the car.

Zhang Qishan shook his head with a chuckle, slowly moved out of the car, and walked towards Gu Zi's little adjutant who was stunned in the yard: "What are you doing in a daze, let's go."

The little adjutant was really stunned, the courtyard was peaceful, except for the pool of blood in front of the Buddha.

The bloodstain was so red that it made the air sweet. The little adjutant didn't know whose blood it was, he didn't dare to guess.

"Brother," the little adjutant said with lingering fear, "Boss Ai...?"

"Come with me and you'll find out." Zhang Qishan said, without further words, Gu Zi walked in front, he knew that his precious brother couldn't hold back, and he also knew what he was worried about.

The two stood in front of each other, one was calm and the other was anxious.

In the room, Boss Ai was wearing a nightgown that was too big for two laps, leaning against the window and smoking a cigar calmly. The scent of the cigar filled the whole room, which made her look hazy.

"Ai..." The little adjutant was dumbfounded. It was clear that he was injured and delayed the patrol of the Zhang family. Lu Jianxun took advantage of the vacancy and planted people to assassinate Boss Ai; it was clear that there was a big pool of blood under the Buddha. As if it didn't happen?

"Boss Ai," Zhang Qishan smiled, "Are you injured?"

"Nonsense," Boss Ai turned around when he heard the words, raised his eyebrows, "Do you know how late your people came?"

They had been on guard for a long time. As soon as Boss Ai woke up, someone pretended to be a soldier of Zhang's family and came in to deliver tea. With just a "sir", Boss Ai was on guard.

Except for a few soldiers from the Northeast, most of Zhang Qishan's soldiers were from the two lakes. This soldier should not have a Jiangsu-Zhejiang accent.

Zhang Qishan immediately stopped laughing when he heard the words: "Are you injured?"

Boss Ai was speechless, and turned his head slightly to look over his left shoulder.

There was a wound on her left shoulder, which seemed to have been healed. There was a lot of blood, and the gauze was stained red.

"I'm sorry," Zhang Qishan nodded, "My people are not good at things."

"Okay," this kind of injury is commonplace for Boss Ai, "If you want to convince Lu Jianxun's people, you must withdraw your people from the main building. They didn't use guns today, and your people are all in the auxiliary building. It is true that if you are not careful, you can come in time and tie up those people on the spot. You are already well-trained-now, Lu Jianxun assassinated the military chief and blamed the Changsha defense officer. The evidence is solid and he can be convicted .”

At the end, she added: "It's also my fault. I went into battle with injuries, and my combat strength was greatly reduced. Otherwise, I would have killed a platoon of them by myself."

"..." Seeing that Boss Ai was still joking, Zhang Qishan felt relieved, "Even so, let's ask the military doctor to take a look."

"We have to call a military doctor," Boss Ai nodded, "but not for me—Yun Zhong woke up."

Previously, Boss Ai jumped from the window on the second floor and fell to the ground. A dozen accomplices rushed in from the door. Boss Ai glanced at the unmoving auxiliary building and sighed. The wounds were torn open one by one, and the severe pain was really a burden. Boss Ai, who had been struggling on the training ground since childhood, was also implicated by the wounds and gradually tended to lose the wind.

"boom--"

A gunshot sounded, and Boss Ai turned around when she heard the sound. A soldier was shot in the head behind her, holding a dagger in his hand. If it wasn't for the timely bullet, the dagger would have pierced Boss Ai's back.

Boss Ai looked up, and the gun was still there, a German-made Mauser 98K sniper rifle.

"Yunzhong..."

But when Boss Ai got out of danger and walked into Xiang Yunzhong's room, what he saw was Xiang Yunzhong who was paralyzed on the ground as if he had never woken up. The only difference was that he moved from the bed to the window, and his hand was still clasped. Pull the trigger.

"He has woken up, which means he is still saved." Boss Ai looked at Zhang Qishan with red eyes. It was a serious expression that Zhang Qishan had never seen before. She said, "I will go to the front line of the Great Wall at dawn. , Yunzhong...please save him."

"I will," Zhang Qishan understood Boss Ai's mood at the moment. Since Xiang Yunzhong was seriously injured, he was thinking, if it was Xiao Shan who was injured... Every time he thought this way, he would always be upset and fall. The cup is very common, he has lost too much, if he loses the hill again, he will have no relatives.In this way, he will promise Boss Ai both in public and in private, "I will invite the best doctor to cooperate with the military doctor to treat Adjutant Xiang. Don't worry."

"please."

In fact, Boss Ai's military rank was two ranks higher than Zhang Qishan's, so she could have given the military order directly, but she used a method that was almost begging, begging Zhang Qishan to save someone, simply because that person was Xiang Yunzhong.

The little adjutant didn't see that tone and look again until many years later.

It was only a few hours after the attack that Boss Ai was sent away. The little adjutant was awkward, worried that Boss Ai would never return, and dared not say anything, so he had to stand by the door while Xiaokui helped Boss Ai change his military uniform. By the side, he asked nonsense: "Do I have to go?"

"Hey..." Boss Ai put on her military uniform and returned to her upright look. She smiled and turned her head to indicate the epaulettes, "Look at my military rank, can I escape?"

"But..." The little adjutant was unwilling, "You don't have to accept the military order."

"Do you want me to flee without fighting like the Hundred Thousand Northeast Army?"

For such a naive question as the little adjutant, for some reason, Boss Ai was patient, with a smile on his face, as if he was looking at his own little brother.

Her younger brother, the younger brother who was indifferent to the world, was also about the same age as the little adjutant.

But he couldn't even lift a gun.

Boss Ai put on a military cloak, joined the Qijia troops, and led the army to leave. She left her back to Changsha, and also left behind a chill that could depress people to death.

"Brother, she knows that going to the front line is going to die." The little adjutant looked at the thin back that was fading away, and there seemed to be something stuck in his throat. Dead people."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Zhang Qishan also looked in the direction the troops were leaving.

He had already asked Boss Ai a similar question.

That day he asked: "Are you really not afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid," Boss Ai flicked the cigarette ash calmly, looked at Zhang Qishan and smiled, not like a warlord at all, "I'm still afraid of pain. I'm afraid that if a bomb falls, I won't be able to find my legs. I was afraid that the devil's bayonet would stick into my eyeballs before I had time to see it... I am not only afraid of death, but I am also afraid of dying ugly and ruining my straight military uniform... But I am a soldier, and I There is soldier's blood in my body, if I quit now, what will I have to face my dead father, my army, and the party-state I am loyal to..."

Wang Yu Xingshi, repairing my spear, and the same hatred with the son.