The Misty Rain in the Republic of China: The wind and rain are thick and rouge chaos

Chapter 29
The moment the door was pushed open, Feng Yao opened her eyes, and Mo Xi, who had just sat upright, also raised her head forward.Feng Yao's arm was still wrapped around her waist, and when the visitor stepped across the threshold, that arm tightened suddenly, hardened into an iron arm, and hugged her tightly.

Receiving the attention of the two girls, the visitor tall and loosely spread his legs, and stood triumphantly in the center of the room.Holding a command whip horizontally with his hands behind his back, he tilted his head slightly, and looked down at the two small things in the corner condescendingly.This posture made him show two narrow double eyelid marks - looking at his straight eyebrows, he seemed to be a beautiful person when he was a boy, but the beauty grew taller and bigger, and he was unstoppable After tidying up, he was finally shaped into a mighty and unshaven bearded man.His beard was messed up, his hair was messed up, and his gray military uniform was messed up from head to toe. The hem of the dirty shirt showed a lot from under the uniform, and the crotch hung loosely to his knees, and his boots were covered with snow and mud. The boots, the two feet simply became two big lumps of dirt, one boot was taken off and weighed, it must have weighed about ten catties.

He stood dirty and proudly in front of the two girls, his body didn't move, his head didn't move, only a pair of eyes turned from left to right for a week.Looking across Feng Yao's face, he pursed his lips as if he was about to smile; when he saw Mo Xi clearly, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Then he shook his head and sneezed, then raised his hand to pinch his nose, blew his nose deftly, and flung the snot to the ground very neatly.Then rubbing that hand on his body, he finally spoke, his voice was hoarse and sonorous, the throat of an old smoker, "Wan Jia is traveling in Guizhou, let's play a little bit."

Feng Yao and Moxi stared at him closely, without saying a word.

And he held the command whip behind his back with one hand, patted his chest with the other hand, bent slightly towards them, and continued to speak, "My surname is Chen, Chen Wende. It's a pity that your two men led soldiers to beat me up." ——" He nodded sincerely towards the front, fixed his eyes on Moxi, "I was not beaten to death, I was alive again."

After the words were finished, an officer trotted into the door, first stopped and saluted Chen Wende, then stepped forward to his side, covering his mouth with his hands and whispering something.Chen Wende's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he raised his head and laughed loudly and asked, "What's the matter? One of you is Wan Jiagui's fiancée?"

Fengyao and Moxi were still silent, and the officer replied: "That's right, we found out very clearly just now, they should be a pair of sisters, and they were picked up by Wan Jiagui a few months ago. It is said that they are all young ladies from rich families in Beijing."

At this time, Feng Yao suddenly made a move and dragged Moxi behind her.

She had never been so powerful, and Moxi was tucked up and hidden by her like a doll.Her arms are made of iron hoops, her back is made of iron plates, as if trying to squeeze Moxi into the wall, she raised her head high and leaned back, her face was pale, her lips were also pale, and her eyes were as black as black. Spot paint, but there is no light in the pupil.

Instinctively, she had a premonition from the officer's tone and Chen Wende's expression that something was wrong.

At this time, Chen Wende was in a leisurely manner, still talking to the officer, "Do you know who the fiancée is?"

The officer replied: "It is said that my sister is a fiancée, and my sister lives with my sister."

Chen Wende pointed at Feng Yao from a distance with his command whip, "That's it?"

The officer replied with an apologetic smile, "It should be this."

Chen Wende turned to Feng Yao, and started to chuckle. While laughing, he threw the baton whip on the table beside him.Then he raised his hand and lifted the hem of the tattered military uniform. In front of everyone, he began to unbutton his belt, "Okay, fiancee, okay! On the first day of the new year, let's have a good start." Feng Yao made a move, and said with a funny smile: "Beauty, come, brother will teach you how to get married."

Feng Yao secretly stuck the tip of her tongue between her teeth, and there were four words on the book "biting her tongue to kill herself". She didn't know if she could die quickly if she bit off her tongue, but she was already prepared.

Suddenly her waist tightened, and she knew that it was Moxi who stretched out her arms to hug her.

Looking over her shoulders, Mo Xi's eyes were hidden in her messy hair, quietly peering forward.Chen Wende seemed to be unarmed, but he was too strong, and he was not his opponent when he was unarmed; the officer beside him was fully armed, with a gun and a saber at his waist, the gun was in the leather case, and the knife was in the scabbard.Which one is better to grab?Knives are easier to grab, but guns are more powerful...

Before Moxi could come to a conclusion, Chen Wende had already completely untied his leather belt.The waistband of his trousers hung precariously on his hip bones, he lowered his head to face Feng Yao, and began to laugh.

It was a toothy grin, and while laughing, he walked in front of Feng Yao.Leaning over and grabbing Feng Yao's hair, he turned around involuntarily, and began to pull her forward.Feng Yao cried out in pain unexpectedly, and at the same time knelt down involuntarily to the front.Mo Xi subconsciously let go, and saw Chen Wende bent down, like a kitten or puppy, easily hugged Feng Yao by the waist, and strode towards the wooden table.

Looking at Chen Wende and Feng Yao helplessly, Moxi didn't move immediately.A thought suddenly invaded her heart - if Feng Yao was raped by Chen Wende, would Wan Jiagui love her again?Or, can you still want her again?In other words, can the media still marry her?
If Fengyao was gone, wouldn't she have to be a child of Wan Jiagui?Could she monopolize Wan Jiagui?

A series of questions bombarded Moxi in an instant like a cannonball.She squatted on the spot and opened her eyes wide, seeing Feng Yao being pinned on the table by Chen Wende with her face up.She cried and struggled crazily, and Moxi thought she must be terrified, because she was calling for her father and mother, Wan Jiagui, her ear-length short hair shook into a black flame, and she scratched and stomped at Chen Wende. .Suddenly there was a snort in the room, it was Chen Wende who couldn't deal with the row of fine buttons on her body, and simply tore open her jacket and underwear abruptly.A section of white waist and belly was exposed in the cold air, Feng Yao wailed heart-piercingly from her throat as if she had been skinned alive.

However, in the next second, she jumped up with all her strength, pinched Chen Wende's neck with both hands, and shouted at the same time: "Moxi, run!"

She gathered all her strength into her two hands, and they closed them tightly while weeping and trembling.And Mo Xi really got up at this moment, not because of Feng Yao's call, but because she had already made up her mind the moment she saw Feng Yao's flesh and blood.

Feng Yao is her stumbling block, a thorn in her side that she wants to get rid of quickly but can't get rid of, but she can hate and get rid of it, but others can't!With red eyes, she took a sudden step forward, without saying a word, she rushed forward, bumping headfirst into Chen Wende's waist!
No one knew how strong her impact would be, anyway, Chen Wende, who was high in the mountains, swayed and fell to the ground on the spot, causing Feng Yao to slide off the table as well.And Moxi stretched out her hand without looking sideways, and pulled out the saber from the officer's waist.Holding the knife in one hand and pulling Feng Yao up in the other, she quickly took a few big steps back, and then put the knife on Feng Yao's neck.

The officer was taken aback, drew out his pistol and gestured to her, then put it down again.As soon as Chen Wende turned over and got up, he picked up the waistband of his trousers that had slid down to his knees.

Before he could speak, Moxi gasped and said, "Negotiation!"

Chen Wende examined Moxi with great interest, "Negotiation?"

Mo Xi stood firmly against Feng Yao, then met Chen Wende's gaze and replied: "Yes, negotiation!"

Chen Wende smiled, "Little girl, what are you negotiating with me?"

Moxi clenched the handle of the knife tightly, without any expression on her face, "Just take our lives."

Chen Wende poked his head forward, as if he didn't understand, "You two's fate?"

Mo Xi was silent for a moment, and then asked again: "Do you want a living person, or two corpses?"

Chen Wende seemed to be suffering from a cold, he sniffed at Moxi, he frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"

Mo Xi's fingers holding the saber were too hard, and the joints were all white.A pair of eyes fixedly stared at Chen Wende, but what she saw in her eyes was the 16 years she had lived.

In her 16 years of life, Feng Yao was the best person to her. Feng Yao had feelings for her, and when life and death were at stake, she, Tang Moxi, had to be righteous.

So she opened her mouth to Chen Wende, and she heard her answer through gritted teeth: "One living person, it's me; two corpses, it's us. You choose!"

Chen Wende coughed a few times, lowered his head and spit, then raised his head and smiled at Moxi, "Little girl, why are you scaring me?"

Moxi withdrew her right hand holding the knife from Feng Yao's neck, and raised her left arm at the same time.Turning the knife on her wrist, she lightly wiped the knife on her left arm.

After one cut, she put the blade across Feng Yao's throat again.The left arm hangs down, and the brocade sleeve is split with a long opening.

At first, the opening was just a hole, but after a few seconds, the edge of the crack began to slowly ooze bright red color.

Moxi looked at Chen Wende without changing expression, her left sleeve was gradually stained with blood, and blood beads dripped down along her fingertips.The wound was very painful, as if red hot coals had been placed in the sleeves, which burned her bit by bit until her skin was scorched and rotten, but she could bear it.

She can bear the pain of being cut by a knife; she can also bear sleeping with Chen Wende.Feng Yao was still a big girl with yellow flowers, but she was no longer.She still remembers the scene where her blood flowed like a river that night. It was a test for women. Feng Yao's test cannot be passed by Chen Wende's hands. Seeking death - if she is not killed by Chen Wende, she can no longer seek to live.

At this time, Feng Yao spoke in a weak and hoarse voice next to her ear: "Moxi, kill me. I would rather—"

Before she could finish speaking, Moxi gave her a blood-red eye and shouted viciously, "Shut up!"

Immediately afterwards, she faced Chen Wende and continued to yell hoarsely: "Choose! She is the eldest lady, but I am not! My aunt will do what she says, and she is not teasing you!"

Chen Wende lowered his head and fastened the belt of his trousers again. When he looked up again, he gave the officer beside him a wink.The officer understood and lifted his leg towards Moxi seemingly unintentionally, but before he could take this step, Moxi suddenly turned to him and shouted sharply: "Don't come over! If you dare to come over, I'll kill her first and then stab her!" you!"

The officer never expected that she would be so alert, so he had to stop at the spot in a dilemma.And Chen Wende turned his body sideways and leaned against the edge of the table, raised his hand to pick his ears again, and finally let out a hey laugh, he raised his chin to Moxi, "Hey, don't you hurt?"

Moxi looked straight into his eyes without saying a word.

Chen Wende cleared his throat, lowered his head and spat hard, then raised his head and asked again: "Are you willing to follow me?"

Mo Xi glanced at the officer, and then replied to Chen Wende: "As long as you let her go, I will be with you."

Chen Wende blinked his eyes, hummed and laughed, shaking his whole body.He then swayed and stood up straight, and said lazily: "Okay, then you."

Moxi didn't move, she stared at Chen Wende and chased after him, "It's a deal, you can't go back on your word!"

Chen Wende put his hands in his trouser pockets, and nodded to Moxi, "A word from a gentleman is hard to follow."

Moxi knew that Chen Wende was definitely not a gentleman, but she decided to take a gamble—bet her and Feng Yao's lives, betting that Chen Wende would keep his word this time.

Slowly turning her stiff right wrist, she withdrew the saber from Feng Yao's neck.While retracting the knife, she turned her head to look at Feng Yao.Feng Yao's face was full of tears, her lips trembled and she couldn't make a sound.Slowly raising her hands, she grabbed Moxi's right arm violently.Sobbing and opening her mouth, she couldn't speak, only let out a series of trembling whimpers, while sobbing, she shook her head desperately at Moxi, her eyes were wide open, and tears flowed down the road in pairs. Cheeks roll down.

As if she didn't know the pain, Moxi took the knife in her right hand with her bloody left hand.Turning her head and throwing the knife into the officer's arms, she immediately pulled Feng Yao's hands away, and walked in front of Chen Wende.

She raised her head and looked up at Chen Wende. She saw that Chen Wende was so tall, so dirty, so ferocious, and so strange, but she seemed to be possessed by a god and demon, and she was actually less and less afraid.

The more hungry she was, the more she wanted to eat; the more she was killed, the more she wanted to live; the more frightened her, the less afraid she was.There was a fire burning in her chest, a raging fire that could reach down to Dantian and up to Tianling.Her face was red, her eyes were red, and half of her left sleeve was dripping with blood, which was also red.

Chen Wende lowered his head and looked at her for a while, and finally, he suddenly extended a big rough hand to her.

Moxi didn't know his intention, but subconsciously raised her hand, and put her own hand on the other's.

(End of this chapter)