Marrying a powerful man: The third master is wild and untamable

Chapter 51 Shen Xiuwan fell in love with Fu Jincheng miserably

In the late autumn night, the vast land stretches towards the end of the horizon. The black car chases the cooling west wind and speeds through countless fields and villages in the direction of the train.

Shen Xiuwan sat in the back row, her hands on her legs curled up unconsciously.

Her mind was filled with the word "Jincheng", and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

It was she who asked Jincheng to protect the gold and stone cultural relics, but she couldn't imagine that if Jincheng lost his life for them, how should she explain to the Fu family, how should she tell Shuangshuang that she killed her father, and her own Later in life……

How should she spend the rest of her life in regret and sadness after losing her love forever...

A patrol officer advised: "It's still several hours' drive from Jinyang. How about taking a nap first? In such a cold weather, it will be too much for you to hold on like this."

cold?
  Shen Xiuwan didn't even notice whether she was hot or cold.

She looks out the window.

I don't know when, a steady autumn rain fell in the dark night.

The speeding wheels splashed raindrops, and the dark orange lights scattered in the rain. Shen Xiuwan vaguely saw her face reflected on the window glass——

Pale and thin, as if he had lost his soul.

The raindrops rolling down the glass gradually shattered her reflection.

She lowered her head deeply and said in a trembling voice: "I can't sleep."

After an unknown amount of time, the car finally arrived at Jinyang Railway Station.

Because they had said hello in advance, local officials had already deployed dozens of police officers at the station, waiting only to use force to stop the train when it arrived at the station, and then arrest the two foreigners.

Dense raindrops were blown into the platform by the wind.

A patrolman opened a black umbrella for Shen Xiuwan: "Our chief asked the third young lady to sit in the station. It's so cold. If you get into trouble again if you freeze here, it will be troublesome."

It was the end of September, and the night rain brought a slight chill.

When Shen Xiu got off the train, she was only wearing a nine-quarter-sleeved cheongsam with a red silk surface. Her slender calves with white bones and flesh were exposed to the air. The chill climbed up her ankles and gradually penetrated into her cheongsam. .

She rubbed her arms, her eyes still following the railway tracks and falling into the distant night.

She said hoarsely: "I'm not cold. I have to see him with my own eyes to feel relieved."

Several patrol officers looked at each other.

Out of helplessness, they had no choice but to bring a uniform coat and wrap it in Shen Xiuwan to keep warm.

Shen Xiuwan tightened her coat and suddenly heard a faint roar in the distance.

She looked sharply toward the end of the track.

As two beams of bright light came on, the train finally approached from far away and headed towards the station!

Patrol officers were immediately dispatched.

One person climbed to a high place and shouted loudly with a loudspeaker: "Attention, conductor of train 1213, please stop at the station immediately! Attention, conductor of train 1213, please stop at the station immediately!"

He was answered with a long, mocking whistle.

The speed of the train has not slowed down at all!

"Fuck!" the patrolman cursed, and shouted down with a loudspeaker: "Get ready to take action!"

The patrolmen immediately took out nooses with hooks. As the train approached, dozens of nooses were thrown at the train. The hooks tightly latched onto several open windows. They climbed into the train by climbing on the ropes. car!
  Shen Xiuwan kicked off her high heels and followed without hesitation.

The patrolman next to him was so frightened that his face turned pale!
  He hurriedly helped Shen Xiuwan from the car window: "Why did the third young lady come here after such a fatal thing?!"

"I climbed trees and water when I was a child. I never did anything. This train is not very fast, so I am not afraid at all." Shen Xiuwan combed her messy hair and looked anxiously at the carriages on both sides, "No Do you know what the situation is now..."

The patrolmen were not just for free, they quickly reached the locomotive and subdued the foreigner in the control room.

In addition to him, they captured several other foreigners.

They couldn't understand the jabbering words these people were shouting, so they simply tied them all up. The patrol captain said: "In addition to a few who are alive, there are also a few who have died from fatal gunshot wounds."

Shen Xiuwan murmured: "There are more than two people..."

No wonder Jincheng failed to force the train to stop.

She suddenly asked with a pale face: "Where is Jincheng?"

"We searched the first six carriages and found no sign of the minister. However, there were signs of a fight in the carriage and there were still blood stains on the walls. We think the minister had a fight with these foreign devils."

Shen Xiuwan breathed rapidly.

Countless possibilities flashed through my mind. The most terrifying thing was that Jincheng had been killed by these people, and even the body was thrown out of the car window...

There was a wave of dizziness in front of her eyes, and an attentive patrolman suddenly pointed to the closed carriage door behind her: "Aren't there two carriages behind?"

Shen Xiuwan reacted and quickly ran to the carriage door.

She tried to push the door, but it seemed to be locked from behind, and it wouldn't budge no matter how hard she pushed.

She knocked on the door and said in a trembling voice: "Jincheng? Jincheng, are you in there?!"

After a while, there was a rustling sound from behind the door.

With a "click", the car door opened.

Shen Xiuwan pushed the door open and walked in. The first thing that caught her eye was the mountain of antique scrolls in the carriage. They were well protected and not damaged at all.

Shen Xiuwan looked for Jincheng in a panic and soon saw him beside the door.

He was sitting against the wall of the car. He had a gunshot wound on one leg, and he hadtily bandaged it with strips of cloth torn from his coat. However, the blood penetrated the strips, and even the ground beneath him was stained. Red.

A few strands of black and fine hair fell in front of his eyes, and some green and black stubble grew on his chin. The pair of gold-rimmed glasses had cracks, and he discarded them on the ground, revealing his deep and wild eyebrows. Although he looked a little embarrassed, But he was still biting an unlit cigarette casually in his mouth.

Shen Xiuwan's eyes turned red instantly.

She covered her mouth, feeling grateful to be alive after the disaster. She wanted to cry but didn't dare.

The patrolmen looked at each other for a few times and then withdrew with considerable discernment.

Shen Xiuwan then threw herself into Fu Jincheng's arms, hugged his waist tightly, buried her face in his chest, suppressed her voice, and cried for a long time before she recovered.

Fu Jincheng lowered his eyelashes and slowly lit his cigarette.

It was only when he climbed up this half of the train that he discovered that there were more than just the two foreigners in the carriage. They had gathered a group of accomplices with the intention of looting all the antiques and cultural relics.

Although he dealt with a few, he was also shot in the leg and had to temporarily hide in the car behind him.

He calculated the time. Even if no officials came to help along the way, the train would always run out of fuel. Unless it was blasted, the foreigners would not be able to open the locked compartment door and still not be able to take away the gold and stones. antique.

He did not betray Shen Xiuwan's trust.

He chewed the cigarette and smiled: "Aren't all the things still there? Why are you crying?"

Shen Xiuwan knelt down beside him, wiped the tears from her cheeks, and looked at his legs with sobs.

Fu Jincheng looked through the swirling smoke and saw the woman's eyes filled with concern and pain.

It turns out she was crying about his leg injury.

His eyes fell on her bare feet again.

She ignored the danger and climbed into the speeding train together with the police officers.

He took a deep drag on his cigarette.

No wonder everyone in Yanjing City said that Shen Xiuwan's love had made Fu Jincheng miserable.

(End of this chapter)