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"I relied on this update as suddenly as I learned that my wife was pregnant last year when I was on a business trip to Africa!"

"Fortunately, an update reminder was set, otherwise you won't know that it's over until the day after tomorrow, when you have seen the sand sculptures!"

"I broke up with my girlfriend, and I was sad to click in and want to see you stupid dicks. I didn't expect to see the update!Fuck, thank you to my ex-girlfriend!If it weren't for your idiot to break up with me, I almost missed the finale!"

As the comments of sand sculpture netizens in the comment area flew up, the last part of the plot of "Ling" officially began;

Continuing the plot of the third act.

Lai Xiaoyue received a message from her sister Xiaodouzi, and after getting the letter, she packed up her things and fled the capital overnight.

At the same time, Yamamoto, who took off his suit and changed into a military uniform, "knocked" on the door of the family class with the wolf-like Japanese soldiers.

The gate, smashed by the butt of the gun, hangs crookedly on the porch, and the camera slowly moves up from a pair of shiny leather boots to give the interior of the family class compound.

More than two dozen poorly dressed apprentices were hiding in the hall, their eyes shining with fear.

In the courtyard, Yu Wenshan, who was obviously a little older, stood quietly in the night.

Seeing the owner of the leather boots standing opposite, he leaned slightly and made a perfunctory gesture: "Yo, isn't this Mr. Yamamoto?" In the middle of the night, our family class has not been there recently, why did you come to the door in person?"

The camera slowly stretches, giving a mid-view of the courtyard and Yamamoto's face.

Compared with the previous elegance and kindness, the current Yamamoto face is a little more energetic.

"Yu Sang, long time no see. ”

"I don't dare to say for a long time, the last time Mr. Yamamoto went to the Huihui Building to listen to the play, it was just more than a year ago. ”

Looking at the Japanese soldiers outside the door who still smelled of gunsmoke, Yu Wenshan's smooth smile added a different meaning: "I didn't expect to see Mr. Yamamoto again so soon." ”

Capturing those things in Yu Wenshan's expression, Yamamoto laughed loudly: "Yu Sang, don't you have an old saying in China that you have friends who come from afar, but now you don't seem to be happy when you see me?"

Faced with Yamamoto's question, Yu Wenshan did not answer.

With a pair of eyes that had lost kindness and stared at Yu Wenshan for a long time, Yamamoto stood up straight and smiled.

"Yu Sang, the Imperial Japanese Army has cleared the remnants of the Pingjin garrison. However, the continuous fighting seems to have made the people of Pingjin a little afraid of our Imperial Japanese Army. Therefore, I intend to organize a concert to promote the great wishes of His *****Majesty the Emperor, and to increase the understanding of our local gentry and the celebrities of the city about our Imperial Japanese Army. ”

"Yo, this is a big battle. ”

Hearing Yamamoto's thoughts, Yu Wenshan frowned.

Yu Wenshan's Gu left and right talked about him, which made Yamamoto smile: "Yu Sang is not going to ask, what am I coming to you for?"

"We don't know. ”

"I'm going to let you get married and attend this ceremony!"

"That's not daring, our Kun class, which is not in the family class, can't afford to be in such an elegant hall. ”

"No, no, no, more than a year ago, as the representative of Beijing and Tianjin, Mr. Lai Xiaoyue sang "Drumming and Fighting Jinshan" in front of the gentry in Beijing, which really impressed Zaixia. Yu Sang, don't you know that Mr. Lai Xiaoyue is inside?"

Yamamoto's smile became brighter and brighter, but the gaze cast on the hall became gloomy.

But immediately, a staggered figure took a step forward and stood in front of him.

"Hey, you said Xiaoyue! Alas, my apprentice's life is not good. Soon after the performance in the gathering building, it was cold and ruined his throat, and he couldn't sing the play, so it was useless for us to keep it in the family class, so I sent it away. If you ask me where she is, I don't know. Xu Yes...... Went to his father? To say that Xiao Yue'er's father is really not a thing. In order to smoke a lot of cigarettes, Xiaoyue sold this child to our family class. Although the child's voice is ruined, his appearance is still pompous, and if he defects to his father, it is estimated that he will be exchanged for a dowry...... Poor child, only twenty ......."

Yu Wenshan chattered endlessly, and the smile on Yamamoto's face disappeared.

Yamamoto, who has no kindness on his face, seems to have made the temperature in the yard drop by a few degrees!

A deathly silence permeated the courtyard of the family class.

It was at this time that there was a burst of clappling footsteps outside the door.

Immediately after, a thin figure of a small second crawled into the yard like a feather.

"Master, I'll ...... back."

Before the sound of a clear and bright children's voice ended, he was startled by the Japanese soldiers standing all over the courtyard.

The little bean that suddenly broke in attracted Yamamoto's gaze on Wenshan's face.

He smiled.

"Boy, you, come here. ”

With a kind smile on his face again, Yamamoto beckoned to the little bean who had returned from the message.

But looking at Yamamoto in front of him in an earthy yellow military uniform and carrying a gun box around his waist, Xiaodouzi looked at Yu Wenshan in fear and didn't move.

Seeing the sweaty little beans running and swallowing saliva, looking at the Japanese soldiers in the yard trembling, Yu Wenshan was anxious.

"You kid!"

Three steps and two steps, he grabbed Xiaodouzi's arm and raised his hand to slap twice.

"It's said that there is chaos outside, don't let you run around, let you not hear!

When Yu Wenshan's third slap was about to fall, a hand with a white glove blocked Xiaodouzi's head.

The owner of the hand, naturally, is Yamamoto.

"Yu Sang, children are often playful. Why be angry?"

Under Yu Wenshan's nervous gaze, Yamamoto pushed his hand away with a strong push. Then, he took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and squatted in front of Little Bean.

"Here, little one. ”

Looking at the little bean, whose sweat was rolling and dripping on his forehead, and ignoring the chocolate handed to him, Yamamoto arched the chocolate in his hand.

"Give, sugar, sweet, eat!"

Little Beanzi shook her head.

Seeing the hostility and vigilance on his face, Yamamoto smiled helplessly.

He silently put the chocolate back in his pocket, unbuttoned the snap button on the gun magazine, pulled out the Wang Ba shell inside, and loaded it elegantly in Wenshan's widening eyes, aiming at Xiaodouzi's forehead.

"Grandma, he's still a child, he didn't mess with you!"

Yu Wenshan pounced, but was put to the ground by the butt of a Japanese soldier on the side.

Click.

Ignoring Yu Wenshan's angry scolding behind him, Yamamoto pulled the trigger.

Little Beans shivered fiercely and peed her pants.

But embarrassingly, the gunshots did not go out.

Looking at the little bean who was still alive in front of him, and then at the gun in his hand, Yamamoto frowned suspiciously.

He handed the gun to one of the guards beside him, who expertly returned the bullet stuck in the chamber after receiving the gun, and then gave it back to him.

Looking at the reloaded pistol, Yamamoto smiled kindly and aimed the muzzle of the gun at Xiaodouzi again.

"I'm really sorry to kill, I'm not used to it, I'm not used to it, I frightened you. ”

Syllable!

A gunshot rang out and resounded through the compound of the family class.

As the little bean with round eyes fell straight to the ground, there was a whimper that could no longer be suppressed in the hall on the side, and Yu Wenshan's cheeks on the ground were stretched up like steel bars, and a trace of blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

Putting the pistol back into its magazine, Yamamoto turned around.

"Yu Sang, this time I want to listen to a more festive play. You'll have a way, right?"

Bowing slightly to Yu Wenshan, Yamamoto left the courtyard with the guards.

On the ground covered with military boot shoe prints, Yu Wenshan walked on his knees and moved to Xiaodouzi's side.

He silently picked up the body that was still warm, but no longer alive.

"Ah!!!h

A terrible cry pierced the night sky.

"Ahhhhh

With the end of the first plot of the finale, with Li Shixin, who was holding the corpse in the picture, roared in the sky, the barrage has been annihilated by the audience's anger!

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