The West Wind is a song that leaves people mourning

On the street not far from the gate of the Shengshi Club, there was a car parked with military side three-wheeled motorcycles guarding the front and back.

Two soldiers with spears on their backs were driving a beautiful young girl to the car.

The girl was still crying and begging for mercy, "Master Jun, Lord Jun, I beg you, please let me go! My mother is still waiting for me to go home and make medicine!"

The two soldiers holding her were all smiling, and the one on the right said, "I followed Mr. Fu, and I eat delicious food and drink spicy food. Don't you worry about no one making medicine for your mother?"

The girl's face was full of tears, she was still struggling, and she shouted, "But I've already made a promise, please, let me go."

Passers-by on the road saw them robbing civilian girls in the street like this, but no one dared to control them, they all buried their heads and walked around one after another.

The girl showed helpless eyes, but there was no place for her eyes to stay. She could only keep struggling and crying.

On weekdays, they only need to show their identities, how many people dare to resist like this.

The two soldiers felt that the girl was too uninteresting, and they were a little impatient, "If you resist again, we will have to invite your mother and fiance together."

The girl was afraid of harming her family, tears fell straight down, and she bit her lip in fright, not daring to resist anymore.

When she was pushed into the back seat of the car, and a pair of fat black hands were rubbing her soft hands, she suddenly heard a sudden brake, and when she looked up, she saw a car sideways in front of her car.

Not only was she stunned for a moment, but also those annoying black fat hands. The six soldiers with long guns under the car realized that they all pointed their guns at the people who got out of the car.

He was wearing a white suit, not to mention a peaked cap and black round sunglasses, and a red silk scarf with gold stripes around his face and neck, so he couldn't see clearly.

But judging from his figure and attire, he should be a noble young man.

The soldier who threatened her first yelled at him, "Who are you, can you drive?"

"You don't care who I am, how I drive, let me let that girl go." When he spoke, his voice was extremely clean and pure, with a crystal-like texture, and it was more mellow than a female voice, but there was a slight coolness invisible .

His words drew a burst of laughter from the soldiers.

The girl tensed her body, and stared at the young man getting off the car without moving her eyes.

The soldier who spoke to her first seemed to be the leader of the soldiers, and he said again, "Where did you come from, I think you don't want to live."

Because the face was covered tightly, the girl couldn't see the young man's expression, but seeing his relaxed posture as before, she couldn't help but feel a little bit more expectation in her heart.

The young man seemed to have pulled something out of the inner pocket of his suit, which she couldn't see from her angle, but he had been sitting in front of him without moving. He looked like an officer in his clothes, and suddenly turned his head and squeezed her hand. The teacher said, "Master, it's an American Colt."

At present, most of the domestic armed forces are British and French equipment, with few German and Russian ones, and American ones are hardly seen.

The American Colt is the main equipment of the U.S. military now, and a person who can hold an American Colt must have a good status.

The girl couldn't understand this sentence, but she knew it was definitely a very powerful thing, because those fat black hands finally stopped moving.

Fu Lu raised his chin coldly, and the adjutant in front of the co-pilot opened the door and got out of the car.

As soon as he got out of the car, he yelled at the soldiers to put away their guns, and smiled at the young man, "I don't know which young master you are, but the commander of the First Division of our Chengjun is in the car, if there is..."

The clear eyes behind the youth's sunglasses glanced at the epaulets on his uniform, "You are a sergeant, you are not qualified to talk to me."

Colt in his hand slapped his left palm, "Tell your commander to get out of the car and talk to me."

The adjutant was a little annoyed, "You..."

The young man interrupted with a cold snort of disdain, "What's the matter with me, even you Marshal Gu have to be respectful when you see me."

"Arrogant boy." The adjutant was completely angry, and was about to pull out the gun from his waist, but the young man had already loaded the gun and pulled the trigger.

The bullet passed through the windshield and struck Flow in his left arm.

Fu Lu clutched his shot left arm, moaning in pain.

The girl only heard a piercing gunshot, subconsciously buried her head and covered her ears.

The adjutants and soldiers under the car were stunned for a moment before aiming their guns at the young man again.

When the people on the street heard the gunshots, they either squatted down covering their ears, or ran in panic.

At that time, Xu Liancheng walked out of the club with his feet swaying, and happened to see this scene. He blinked, swallowed, and sighed, "Those who say that we are the devil king of the world have really seen too little of the world."

A dandy like them who spends money to have fun and occasionally bullies others, a lunatic like Gu Yunlan, and this idiot who dared to shoot at the teacher in the street are nothing in the same breath.

The young man acted as if nothing had happened, he raised the muzzle of the gun to his mouth, probably wanting to blow on the smoke, but because his lips were covered by a silk scarf, that was the only way he could do it.

He casually said, "I hope your teacher is not left-handed."

The adjutant opened the door in a hurry, and ordered left and right, "Pay his gun and arrest him, and send the division commander to the hospital quickly."

But as soon as he got into the car, three military vehicles hurriedly drove up on the street and surrounded them to death.

The ones hanging on the left and right outside the rear seat of the middle car, and the two cars getting off the front and rear are all soldiers with long guns on their backs.

The rear door of the middle car was opened by the soldiers hanging on both sides of it. Commander Xu and a middle-aged man in a gray suit got out of the car, and Commander Xu's adjutant in front pushed the door and got out of the car.

When the adjutant got out of the car, the middle-aged man in the suit had already run past him and rushed in front of the young man, "Master, are you alright!"

When Fulu's adjutant saw Commander Xu, he got out of the car with a frown, gave a military salute, and said, "Mr. Xu, our division commander was shot, and please make way. What's the matter, we will talk about it after our division commander is healed."

Teacher Xu took a look at the cruise ship, the young man who just drove away, and then glanced at Fu Lu in the car with his arms folded, with a painful expression on his face, and said, "Your teacher can't decide this matter."

Fulu's adjutant gritted his teeth, "This is Chengjun's territory. We shot and wounded our division commander in the street, even if his father is the king of heaven, we have to deal with it."

"I'm afraid it won't work." Master Xu smiled wryly, "He is the commander's guest."

Fu Lu's adjutant was astonished. He also heard that a nobleman would come to Haicheng today, but he didn't expect that this nobleman would be picked up by Mr. Xu.

Before he could recover, the young man seemed to calm down the worried middle-aged man, and turned to him, "I'm sorry, I just forgot to introduce myself. My name is Yan, and my name is Ruyu. There is Yan Ruyu who is Yan Ruyu, there may be many people named Yan Ruyu in the world, but I am definitely the only Yan Ruyu who dares to shoot your teacher."

Because it belongs to the Yan family in the capital, Yan Ruyu.

At that time, he liked to watch the excitement, so he helped Xu Liancheng come over, and when he heard the name, he immediately snapped his tongue.

Xu Liancheng was half-drunk and half-awake, and suddenly fixed his eyes on this thin young man whom he didn't meet, his pupils trembled, and he was half-sober.