As soon as the car arrived at the gate of the Overseer's Mansion, it was too late to drive into the gate, and Liao Yong was seen standing at the gate and waving to them from a distance, Yang Jinxin was even more puzzled, so he saw Zhao Zhijun slowly slow down and stop at the door, and then, he didn't explain anything to Yang Jinxin and got out of the car directly.

Yang Jinxin and Qin Shuyao glanced at each other, and they both saw a confused look in each other's eyes, Yang Jinxin thought about it and opened the car door and got out of the car. As soon as the car door rang on her side, Zhao Zhijun in front of the car immediately turned around and walked over.

"Madam, Si Shao is waiting for you outside, I'll send you over now." Zhao Zhijun opened the car door again as he spoke.

Yang Jinxin glanced at his serious face, and there was no longer the faint smile when he said good things before, which made her heart jump slightly, the corners of her lips pulled stiffly, and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Zhao Zhijun just frowned and shook his head and said, "The fourth young man is waiting for you, let's hurry over." ”

There was a hint of toughness in his cold voice, Yang Jin's heartfelt eyes rolled, he pulled the light pink coat on his body and turned around and got into the car. Liao Yong on the other side opened the car door on the other side, and Qin Shuyao glanced at Yang Jinxin helplessly.

"Sister-in-law, I'm ...... I'll go back first, and I'll look for you again in the evening." ”

Yang Jinxin's slender index finger kept fiddling with the crystal buckle on his coat, tilting his head to look at the scenery that flashed quickly outside the car window. The sky at dusk in spring is not gloomy, but has a bright blue, and the streets and alleys are layered with rubble of western-style buildings, dyed with a thin layer of red under the illumination of the setting sun.

The car galloped all the way to the Beida camp in such a beautiful and peaceful sunset, Zhao Zhijun steadily parked the car at the gate of the camp, Yang Jinxin got out of the car, and on both sides of the high gate were fortresses with machine guns, and there were two columns of soldiers with loaded guns standing straight and indifferently at the door. The military camp is a place where Yang Jinxin has never been, and in his previous life, he could always see loosely disciplined warlords on TV, swiping his face cards, and showing off his military might and running rampant. But what she saw with her own eyes today gave her a cold sense of solemnity.

"Madam, Si Shao is waiting for us at the shooting range, please come with me."

Zhao Zhijun said and took her inside, but was coldly stopped by the soldier standing guard, Yang Jinxin saw him stop, and did not give a slap or scold like on TV, but naturally took out his own documents, the soldier lowered his head and carefully checked the small blue notebook that was not as big as a palm, and glanced up at Zhao Zhijun halfway, thinking that he was checking the photo information, and finally returned the documents very respectfully, and performed a very standard military salute, and then signaled the soldiers at the door to let him go.

Yang Jinxin originally thought that he was going to get in the car and enter the barracks again, but Zhao Zhijun obviously had no such plan, but walked in front of her right and led her inside. These are completely different from the civilian ** camp she imagined before, and she couldn't help but ask Zhao Zhijun, who has been following her steps.

"Don't the soldiers standing guard know you?"

"I have to go through it many times a day, I should know it, besides, the army has rules that soldiers who have been in the army for less than a year are not allowed to enter the camp gate sentry." Zhao Zhijun said lightly.

"In that case, why do you have to show your ID when you come in?"

Zhao Zhijun stopped when he heard this, turned around and glanced at her, his eyes were full of indescribable and unforgettable contempt in his eyes, but he still said something in that faint tone, which shocked Yang Jinxin from the heart.

He said: "Even if you go in and out of the four young, you have to show your documents. ”

When Yang Jinxin heard this, his face was stunned, and he listened to Zhao Zhijun continue to say slowly: "The four young men are strict in governing the army, and no one is allowed to violate the rules. ”

This is indeed what Yang Jinxin didn't expect, Qin Muyang has always given her the impression of being arrogant and violent, she can't imagine the picture of the highest military governor of the government entering the barracks and showing his documents.

"Let's go, Si Shao is still waiting for us." Zhao Zhijun saw her stunned in place, and urged her loudly.

Yang Jinxin came back to her senses and responded, and followed him forward, walking for nearly ten minutes, but she still didn't reach the shooting range, she could already feel the subtle pain of the high heels rubbing against her heels, Yang Jinxin despised herself in her heart, it was really easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it was difficult to go from luxury to thrift, and it was only such a journey, and her feet were not good.

As soon as her speed slowed down, Zhao Zhijun found out, turned around and asked, "Is there anything wrong with Mrs." There is still some way to the shooting range, and no cars are allowed in the barracks, so please hold on to your wife. ”

Yang Jinxin was shocked by the regulation he said again, and asked, "This, is also stipulated by the four youths?" ”

"Yes, now in wartime, I don't know when I will be dispatched urgently, and the fourth young man has set this military rule, and everyone is not allowed to take a car when entering the barracks, so that the military vehicles on duty can make way at any time."

"Not even himself?"

"No one!"

Yang Jinxin didn't know how to describe her shocked mood now, she always thought that Qin Muyang was just a second ancestor with his back to his father's shadow, and he would be reincarnated. The young master of the official family, who grew up under the privilege since he was a child, had to stop and show his ID when entering and leaving his family's barracks, and as long as he entered the barracks, he was not allowed to travel by car, even if it was to go to the farthest shooting range.

What a stunning picture!

Qin Muyang is an excellent soldier and an excellent general! This is Yang Jinxin's evaluation from the bottom of his heart.

Yang Jinxin gritted his teeth and followed Zhao Zhijun to the shooting range, and after about ten minutes, he heard a shocking gunshot in front of him, thinking that the shooting range was about to arrive.

After turning two more corners, the sound of the gun became clearer and clearer, and the thunder sounded in his ears, Yang Jinxin couldn't help but tremble every time he heard the gunshot, and he entered the shooting range with a shake.

The field in front of her was the size of a football field, she walked forward with Zhao Zhijun, a small group of soldiers stood there straight, in front of Qin Muyang who was only wearing a white shirt, a box of bullets had just finished, and he was bowing his head to reload the magazine, the soldiers saw Zhao Zhijun and Yang Jinxin, and saluted very respectfully, Zhao Zhijun stepped forward and saluted Qin Muyang.

"Four Young ......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Qin Muyang suddenly turn around, and raised his gun to shoot two shots, accompanied by Yang Jinxin's frightened scream, the bullet hit the ground in front of Zhao Zhijun, and a burst of dust filled the air.

After the gunshot, Yang Jinxin gasped and opened his panicked eyes, and saw that Zhao Zhijun was still standing upright, motionless, Qin Muyang only glanced at Yang Jinxin's pale face coldly, and lowered his head to load the bullet. Yang Jinxin clearly felt that she hadn't seen it in Qin Muyang for a long time, the kind of coldness that exuded the aura of death.

This coldness reminded her of the scene in Lijiawan, she was afraid of Qin Muyang with a gun, she was very afraid, no matter who the muzzle of the gun was aimed at, for her, the kind of dead air that invaded the bone marrow made her tremble.

Two "clicks" came, and Yang Jinxin stared at his fingers that pulled the safety, and saw him raise the cold gun......

"Four Young ......"

Yang Jinxin screamed, rushed in front of Zhao Zhijun, reflexively blocked in front of him, and called weakly: "Si Shao, don't ...... Don't ......"

Zhao Zhijun didn't expect that she would rush over to block in front of him at this time, and he was stunned for a while, and after that, he felt that his time for real misery had come, and sure enough, he heard Qin Muyang roar that shook the sky.

"Zhao Zhijun! Your ......"

Then, there was a burst of gunshots, Yang Jinxin hugged her head tightly, feeling the bullet with the smell of sulfur flying past her ear, the strong fear made her shrink back uncontrollably, her body shook and she couldn't stand, Zhao Zhijun behind her reflexively climbed her shoulder and gave her support.

It wasn't until the bullets in the magazine were fired that Yang Jinxin opened her eyes tremblingly, and as soon as she came into contact with Qin Muyang's bloodthirsty gaze so suddenly, she reflexively leaned towards the person behind her.

"Zhao Zhijun, you are tired of being crooked!"

Qin Muyang roared coldly, Zhao Zhijun immediately let go of his hand, took a few steps back, and secretly complained in his heart. As soon as he let go, Yang Jinxin lost his support, and his still weak body fell back uncontrollably.

Before she could fall, she was snatched into her arms by a pair of powerful hands, followed by a familiar smell of tobacco. Yang Jinxin looked at him with a pale face, her hands trembled, and she tightly grasped his thin shirt, she gasped softly, and her eyes were full of irrepressible horror when she looked at him.

Qin Muyang looked at her expressionlessly, firmly suppressing the anger in her heart like a frenzy, her misty crystal black eyes looked at him without blinking, faintly, tears came down from the corners of her eyes. As soon as I met her tears,

Qin Muyang's monstrous anger was only a silent sigh, and all the questions he had thought about before made him unable to open his mouth again.

Yang Jinxin felt his calloused thumb gently slide past the corner of her eyes, watching the thick flames in his deep eyes extinguish point by minute, and the cold voice softened a little.

"Let's go back."

"Okay."

Yang Jinxin replied softly, she lowered her head slightly, thinking about where his anger came from, slowly let go of her hand and stood up straight, feeling that Qin Muyang also let go of the hand on her waist, and then, the soldier behind him handed him the military uniform he had taken off. Yang Jinxin bit her lip, reached out to take the heavy uniform, and unfolded it towards him.

Qin Muyang looked at her slightly pale face, this was the first time she had acted like a wife, but the obvious flattery and trembling panic in her eyes that could not be concealed made him unhappy no matter what. Yang Jinxin unnaturally rolled his black and white eyes and gently pulled the corners of his lips at him.

"It's cold, get dressed!"

Her soft and sweet voice completely erased the anger that Qin Muyang was still entrenched in his heart, he pursed his lips and smiled, turned his body slightly, opened his arms, and watched her pull up her clothes for herself, watched her slender white fingers button them one by one, and then, watching her pull the armed belt around her waist, fiddling with it for a long time, and finally looked up at him.

"This ...... How? ”

She pursed her lips slightly, frowned delicately, and her face was full of innocence, pure and beautiful like a child. Qin Muyang let out a "groan" in his heart, feeling that his heart was hit hard, and his dark eyes were dyed with ** at this moment.

Yang Jinxin was too familiar with his eyes, and before he could retreat with a tremor in his heart, he was grabbed by the man who suddenly lowered his head, and the exclamation that had not had time to overflow was also swallowed into his lips.

Feeling that he was firmly locked in his arms, and his lips and teeth were filled with the smell of his domineering tobacco, Yang Jinxin couldn't stop struggling, but he was hugged tighter, and the familiar sense of despair came to his heart again......