Don't mess with the rich girl

"That year, there was a series of traffic accidents on the highway, and she saved more than a dozen students in the bus. In winter, the road was closed by heavy snow, and she and the resident troops swept the snow and cleared the road overnight. How could such a kind person kill..." Yang Haochi was also a reporter. He paid special attention to the news related to Mu Qingqing's name.

The soldiers around listened to his description and looked at him expressionless. They can't solve the problem, but the verdict has come down. Mu Qingqing is a murderer. They just think that such a girl has done such a thing, some cruel and cruel.

After Yang Haochi's identity was verified, the soldier also reported his reaction to his superiors. He felt that he was unstable and was not suitable to be a recorder.

Yang Haochi was stopped from the crowd, and even had no chance to talk to Mu Qingqing.

"Mu Qingqing!" Yang Haochi shouted Mu Qingqing's name, but he really couldn't think of what he should say to her. This is not a long trip. It's not appropriate to say have a pleasant trip. She has committed a crime, not because she has done good deeds and said that it is not comfortable to go all the way. He wanted to express his gratitude to Mu Qingqing. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

He felt that muqingqing's death was somewhat worthless. If the function is over, the wood is good and there is surplus.

Mu Qingqing was covered with a black mask and looked at the surrounding situation with his eyes closed. This time, I'm afraid he won't be reborn again.

Yang Haochi was dragged out of the safety line by the soldiers. He showed some grief.

Under the mask, Mu Qingqing's face was calm.

Like a mountain in the back, Mu Qingqing held his hands and knelt on the ground.

Today is a sunny day. She can feel the warmth of the sun. This year, she has just turned 18. The sultry air around her made her sweat all over.

The bailiff was holding a pistol, the muzzle of which was aimed at the back of her head.

A male voice with a little vicissitudes asked her, "do you have any last words to explain?"

Mu Qingqing said slowly, "I have a clear conscience."

What she said was recorded in her notebook.

The bailiff behind opened the insurance and was ready to pull the trigger.

The whole execution ground is located in a remote mountain depression. There are many wild flowers with clear wood and no name in the mountain forest, emitting a faint aroma. It was a season of withering and falling, and she felt the sadness in her heart.

The mountain forest began to blow a violent wind, which swept away the gun in the bailiff's hand.

Dead branches and leaves were all rolled up into the sky, forming a vortex.

The mask on Mu Qingqing's face was also blown away by the wind, and her hair floated in a beautiful arc in the air. She opened her eyes, and the soldiers and bailiffs around were unable to open their eyes by the wind. However, the wind did not stop, but blew harder and harder.

The man standing on Mu Qingqing's side held her arm tightly for fear that she would run away at this time.

Mu Qingqing looked up. Under the dazzling sun, it was like a leaf rain. Dead branches and leaves were flying all over the sky. The golden leaves of the tree were blown by the wind and entered the bald branch period early.

The dazzling light spot between the gaps reminded her that it was an unusual wind, like the scene of moxiao cloud driving the spacecraft very low in a paint night.

Realizing this, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

A Hummer rushed to the execution ground. After stepping on the emergency brake, moxiao River jumped down from the driving position.

"The report, there are still doubts in the case, and the death penalty has been suspended for now. Now we are escorting the suspect back to investigate." the Mo xiao river ran to the front of the president of the law. He ran away and said, "I am afraid Mu Qing Qing has been executed."

The president of the court raised his head and looked at the flying leaves. The wind was really strange. When it didn't blow, it happened to blow at this time.

The wind finally stopped, and the bailiff dug out his pistol from a pile of dead branches.

During the handover, Wang Xianliang got out of the car from the co driver's seat, hurried to Mu Qingqing, grabbed her arm and walked in the direction of Hummer.

His hair on his forehead was wet with sweat. He ran back to Mu Qingqing, opened her shackles with a key, took off the execution token in front of her, and loosened the rope binding her.

Mu Qingqing clenches her teeth and tenses her emotions to prevent herself from collapsing.

"This does not conform to the regulations." Wang Xianliang frowned and said to moxiao river.

"She hasn't suffered enough grievances?" moxiaohe threw these things aside and took her into the car.

Mu Qingqing thought she was not afraid of death. When she closed her eyes and saw the black muzzle behind her, she was really afraid. At this moment, my whole body seems to have dried up. I don't have the strength to get on the bus.

Mo Xiaohe sat beside her, his face too heavy to sink. He's angry.

Mu Qingqing grabbed his army green clothes and didn't loosen them at all.

Wang Xianliang negotiated with them before getting on the bus. This time, I changed Xiaojiu to drive.

There were only a few people breathing in the car. Mu Qingqing leaned back on his seat and couldn't say a word.

Xiao Jiu drove the car attentively. Wang Xianliang looked back. He wanted to comfort Mu Qingqing, but he found that he didn't even have the qualification to open his mouth and talk to her.

He is sorry about this, Mu Qingqing.

After a long rest, Mu Qingqing reopened her eyes. She asked weakly, "do you still go back to the interrogation room?"

Mo Xiaohe reached over her shoulder and pressed her head into his arms. He hugged her with one hand and said in a very gentle tone, "I'll take you home."

Mu Qingqing pushed him away and said, "I'm a murderer. Stay away from me."

Hearing this, Wang Xianliang bowed his head in shame.

The heart of moxiao river is like a knife. She stares at her. During this time, she is thin again. He didn't protect her well.

"I'll help you become a spy in exchange for a shot. Platoon leader Wang, what's the point of asking me those questions?" Mu Qingqing was completely annoyed. She recovered her strength and looked back at the guilty moxiao river. She pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled.

At this time, the Hummer was driving on the mountain road at the speed of 60 yards, with dust and smoke everywhere behind the car.

Wang Xianliang also felt sorry for mu Qingqing. He explained: "it was really my fault, but it had something to do with the black tiger. He was injured on the island and was unconscious all the time. If he hadn't woke up early this morning and knew that you were going to be shot, he would come out to explain."

"Yes, everything you said is reasonable. They almost shot just now. If it wasn't for the wind, I wouldn't have had a chance to listen to your explanation." Mu Qingqing turned her head in disappointment and looked at the backward scenery outside the window. She just felt cold.

"Ah Qing..." Mo Xiaohe wanted to say something to comfort her.

"Shut up." Mu Qingqing's tone was a little fierce. She refused to listen to these comforting words. "We're clear. Don't do any guilty confession here, and don't comfort me."

"I never need your guilt, and I never need you to save me." Mu Qingqing said heartlessly.

Moxiaohe's heart hurts slightly. She doesn't need him

"Now, am I still a criminal?" Mu Qingqing asked Wang Xianliang.

"Of course not." Wang Xianliang quickly denied.

"Where are you taking me? The interrogation room?" Mu Qingqing repressed her inner anger and looked mockingly at Wang Xianliang's direction.

Wang Xianliang was silent. He explained, "this is a process."

"Oh." MuQing smiled coldly, which was her first laugh after entering the interrogation room. But hearing Wang Xianliang, they all felt harsh.

"Unfortunately, I don't want to follow your process." Mu Qingqing suddenly opened the door of the Hummer, and the wind outside the car poured in fiercely. She had to jump out if she didn't want to.

It was late and fast at that time. Moxiaohe locked her throat and pulled her back into his arms. Xiao Jiu slammed on the brake.

"You don't want to die?" moxiao River hugged her anxiously and angrily. She turned her back to him and couldn't see her joys and sorrows.

Mu Qingqing bit his arm and chewed it up like a vent.

Moxiao river did not move or let go, tightly imprisoned her and didn't let her slip away.

Slowly, Mu Qingqing also loosened. A row of tooth marks were left on his strong arm. It was not deep, but it still hurt a little.

She said sadly, "you're right. I just don't want to die. I've been a good man for so long. Why do you give me such an ending?"

"Didn't arrive at the last moment, isn't there me?" Mo Xiaohe didn't dare to let go, afraid that she would leave herself. His low voice echoed in the Hummer carriage.

Xiao Jiu also advised: "in fact, it's not that bad. Brother Mo and I have been locked up since we came back, and we were just released yesterday. The platoon leader has been trying to procrastinate these days. But military orders are like mountains, and they have to obey them. Sister-in-law, don't be so pessimistic. Good people will be rewarded."

"Well, Mu Qingqing, I really don't feel sorry for you. I apologize." Wang Xianliang pulled down his face and apologized for the first time.

Mu Qingqing wants to get up and hug the moxiao river more tightly. He said in an overbearing and irresistible tone, "I won't let you go."

"Moxiao River, don't be amorous!" Mu Qingqing made a little effort, and half of moxiao river was knocked on the bulletproof glass.

Mu Qingqing is going to lift her feet and go down. She feels wrong again. How can she

He used to have more than this strength. How could he get rid of her so easily?

She looked back and saw that moxiaohe's head was knocked on the bulletproof glass, and a piece of blood was knocked out of the back of her brain.

"Moxiaohe, what's the matter with you?" she asked nervously, in a flustered tone. The idea of getting off the bus was dispelled.

Moxiaohe bit his teeth, covered his forehead with one hand, and said calmly, "nothing, but the bulletproof glass is too hard."

Xiao Jiu and Wang Xianliang turned their heads to see the situation in the back seat. They were stunned.

The blood on the bulletproof glass showed that moxiao river was injured, and it was still his head.