There is no doubt that there are hundreds of millions of men in China who are eager to be born in that war-torn era and recommend Xuanyuan with blood.

In terms of business alone, Zhuang Die's vision is extremely perfect.

Perhaps in the eyes of some old-fashioned antiques, this is a bit disrespectful to the souls of martyrs sleeping here, but the business world has rules and standards in the business world, once Zhuang Die's idea spreads, I am afraid that there will be many characters who call it ridiculous on the surface, but secretly they can't help but applaud it.

Qing Si reacted instantly, forcibly suppressed the excessive adrenal hormones secreted in his body, his eyes returned to reason, and coldly scanned everything around him.

This idea can be said to be quite unrealistic, because to achieve this grand blueprint, it is not only enough money that is needed, but also the difficulty of the process can be expected.

Although this slightly immature rhapsody is too huge, there are still some top giants in Huaxia who can do it.

For example, Qucheng Night House and Queen.

During this period of time, the banker's situation is not easy, will Miss's plan be able to turn the tide and bring a glimmer of opportunity?

"Click!"

The sound of a thin branch breaking suddenly sounded, Qing Si's expression changed, and he suddenly stepped out, blocking Zhuang Die, who had an inexplicable face, behind him, and the muscles of his whole body instantly tensed.

"Alert!"

The other eight bodyguards who had been waiting on the side like invisible people also reacted in an instant, scattering at an extremely fast speed, surrounding Zhuang Die and Qingsi in them, each hiding in the corner.

All the same grid in the hand. The muzzle of the Rock gun was pointed in the direction where the sound had just been heard.

"Click!"

There was a slight sound in the shade of the dark trees again, and Qingsi's left hand made a few gestures covertly, and his right hand firmly pressed the pistol on his waist.

Like a great enemy.

Zhuang Die, who was shrunk behind Qingsi, had a rather calm face, and kept himself completely hidden as much as possible without making a sound.

She knew very well that the other party's target could only be herself.

And once you are exposed to the enemy's crosshairs, there are only two consequences, one is to die by yourself, and the other is that everyone around you, including Qingsi, is coerced to death, and you will also become a bargaining chip for the other party to continue to run rampant.

"Who is it! Come out! ”

Qing Si snorted coldly, and the evil aura on his face was clearly visible.

After a suffocating silence, the silhouette of a person slowly emerges in the shadows.

A white suit that stood out in the darkness came into view.

"No... Nervous..."

A hoarse and weak voice sounded slowly, and he staggered a few steps forward by holding himself on to the trunk of the tree, and then sat down leaning under the tree, looking up and breathing a long sigh of relief, his face completely exposed to the lights of the car.

In his early twenties, his pale face was bloodless, and he was inlaid with delicate facial features like a ghostly axe, which was quite a bit amazing of Dionysus, the god of wine in ancient Greek legends.

Only the blood stains at the corners of the mouth that are close to drying up are slightly dazzling, which only adds three points to the demon.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Qing Sizai carefully looked at the young man in a white suit, and his heart was a little more settled.

Although this young man who suddenly appeared revealed a strange aura everywhere, he did not feel the slightest hostility or killing intent from the other party.

"Is there any wine? Preferably spirits. ”

The young man didn't seem to care at all about the muzzle of the guns around him, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he pulled out a smile with a little pain, looking at Qingsi.

Qing Si was slightly stunned, shook his head lightly and said, "Sorry, no." ”

Drinking alcohol affects the stability of his hands, so he never drinks alcohol.

Zhuang Die, who was hiding behind, couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and couldn't help but poke his head out and look carefully.

"That's... Can you lend me two bullets? ”

The young man continued to ask, looking as usual.

The fine beads of sweat on his forehead tended to overflow.

Qing Si frowned when he heard this, of course he had bullets, but how could this kind of thing that could take a person's life in an instant be easily handed over to a person of unknown origin.

"Don't worry, I'm not hostile to you."

A trace of imperceptible pain crossed the young man's pupils, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed a little stiff.

"I'm sorry!"

Qing Si refused without hesitation, and at the same time, the gesture of his left hand changed, and four of the eight bodyguards scattered around him immediately gathered around Zhuang Die.

The young man took a breath of cold air helplessly, glanced at Zhuang Die, who had been watching him since just now, and then shook his head and wanted to get up.

"Wait a minute."

The crisp sound made the young man's movements stagnate.

"You have two gunshot wounds on your body, if you don't treat it in time, you will get infected, and there is a heavy dew on autumn nights, and there is a more than 80 percent chance of causing acute tetanus."

Zhuang Die gently pushed away the bodyguard who was blocking him, took two steps forward and stood beside Qingsi, and said to the young man.

Qingsi's heart tightened, what does this aunt want to do?

"I'll give you the bullet, but you're going to follow me."

Under the young man's interested gaze, Zhuang Die took a deep breath and said.

"Miss!"

Qing Si couldn't help but snort softly, in such an eventful autumn, how could he casually bring back a stranger he had never met.

"I have my own plans!"

Zhuang Die replied to him without explanation, then looked at the young man and asked, "How?" ”

The young man stopped getting up and looked back at Zhuang Die for a long time, with a slight hint of appreciation in his eyes. The gunshot wound to his left abdomen was inconspicuous, and it was extremely rare for this girl to be able to maintain her composure and observe the details in this situation.

is also a little curious, the real world is too cold, and it is not a novel or a movie, and those who dare to bring home strangers with unknown origins are either fools or scheming.

The girl is not stupid, but her eyes are clear and transparent.

"Give me the bullets."

After about ten seconds of silence, the young man said lazily, slightly lowering his eyes and not refusing.

Zhuang Die secretly breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Qingsi.

Qing Si frowned tightly, hesitated for a moment, and then pulled out the magazine, unloaded the two bullets, and with a flick of his right hand, the bullets quickly shot towards the young man.

"Puff...", two sounds like bursting bubbles came.

The young man didn't raise his head, but grabbed two bullets in his hand.

Qingsi's expression was grim.

"Tut-tut, Parabellum 9mm pistol cartridges, I remember G. The Locke Type 18 9mm automatic pistol is only available to special forces in China. It seems that you have a lot of background. ”

The young man sniffed the bullet close to his nose with his eyes closed, as if enjoying himself.

"Your Excellency is not easy to come from."

Qing Si replied expressionlessly, a person who knows so well about military firearms doesn't look like an ordinary person.

The young man smiled slightly, but did not speak. He turned his neck, and then slowly took off his blazer, revealing the bloodstained white shirt inside.

"Shhhh

He casually tore off his torn shirt and threw it aside, revealing a not stout but unusually perfect upper body.

Zhuang Die's eyes widened suddenly, and a little surprise and confusion appeared in his eyes.

Why did that jade pendant disappear?

The blazing lights mixed with the quiet moonlight poured on the not sturdy body, mottled with light and shadow, and looked a little mysterious.

Several terrifying-looking knife wounds were all over it, and although it no longer oozes blood, the flesh turned out was unusually pale and hideous.

There was a wound on the left abdomen and left arm less than one centimeter in diameter, which was a gunshot wound.

The surroundings are faintly black, and lead can be expected. The process of how the warhead is severely deformed or even ruptured, causing a flare-shaped cavity in human tissues.

Qing Si's face was solemn, such injuries were not serious, but he could see that in addition to these superficial gunshot wounds and knife marks, the young man also suffered more serious internal injuries.

The young man's hand did not stop moving, and he twisted it at will, and the bottom of a bullet. The fire part is removed, and the hand is poured into the gunshot wound.

"What are you doing!"

Zhuang Die exclaimed: "You go back with me immediately, and I will find a private doctor to treat you!" ”

It's a pity that her words did not make the youth stagnate, and the launch composed of potassium nitrate, charcoal, and sulfur. The medicine poured unreservedly on the gunshot wound.

"Waste of time." The young man squinted his eyes and replied lightly, his abdomen unconsciously tensed.

The warhead that remained in the body was taken out by him as soon as possible.

After the young man finished speaking, he reached out and took out a lighter covered with Chinese lacquer from his trouser pocket, lit it, and the flame directly ignited the launch. Medicine.

"Zizizi..."

The sound sounded like barbecue, and the beads of sweat on the young man's forehead instantly slid down in strings, and the green tendons burst out.

"Ahh

After all, Zhuang Die is a little girl, and she has the courage to look at the hideous gunshot wounds and knife marks, but when she sees this kind of scene that normal people can't understand, she can't help but exclaim.

On the contrary, the young man quickly calmed down, took a look at the charred black wound, rested for a while, and then concocted the same method, and casually treated the gunshot wound on his left arm.

Qing Si and the bodyguards around him had a solemn look on their faces.

This young man is a man!

"Hey, don't you hurt?" Zhuang Die asked with a tangled little face, his eyes full of unbearability and pity.

The young man couldn't help but be stunned when he came into contact with Zhuang Die's eyes, how many years had passed, in the homeland of China, surrounded by people with such warm eyes.

Are you okay with the old people?

I don't know if it has been a person for ten years.

"I didn't tell you, you go home with me immediately, and I will find a private doctor to treat you. Why bother to suffer for yourself. Zhuang Die muttered softly and approached the young man's side, and then sat down slowly facing him, defenseless.

Qingsi's body moved, but somehow he didn't step forward to stop him.

"Does it hurt?"

Zhuang Die asked softly, only then did she see clearly how terrifying the scars on the young man opposite were. In particular, there are several tattoo-like scars, which you can tell at a glance that they have been there for some years.

"Small."

The young man's expression returned to distraction, and he tugged at the corners of his mouth indifferently.

"Then let's go, hurry up and go back with me, your injuries can't be delayed any longer."

Zhuang Die couldn't help but urge in a low voice.

"You don't even know who I am, and you dare to take me home. Are you really ignorant or do you think I'm profitable as a person? ”

The young man's tone was not sarcastic, but it was really not very pleasant.

"What do you think?"

"It doesn't matter." The young man laughed, "I'll let you be innocent." ”

"Will you hurt me, then?"

Zhuang Die didn't seem to hear the soft thorn in the other party's words, and asked with big eyes, "Or will it hurt my parents?" ”

The young man was stunned by her too direct question, before the girl pointed to the mass grave, and he also listened to the rhapsody of the antelope hanging horns in his ears word for word, simplicity and ambition were two words that were contrary to each other, but at this moment it seemed that they met and blended without abruptness.

This girl, kind of interesting.

"Not interested." The young man said casually, his eyes unconsciously glancing at a flock of frightened birds in the north, "I'll go back with you, but it will be an hour later." ”

"Why?"

Faced with Zhuang Die's question, the young man did not answer, he leaned back against the trunk of the tree and gently closed his eyes, the hideous wound was like a demon's huge mouth roaring silently.

Because the damned hounds weren't far away.

"Hey, my name is Zhuang Die, what's your name?"

"Wu Que."