Seeing that the car disappeared like a black wind in an instant, Liang Mosheng had a sullen breath in his chest, and was about to catch up, when another gunshot rang out, and a soft body slammed into him - Tang Jiahe pounced on him.

Looking up and looking around, Liang Mosheng pointed to the window of a red house on the street, and with a snap of his fingers, there was a "bang" twice, and the assassin who had not had time to dodge fell to the ground.

The pedestrians and vendors on the street fled with their heads in their hands, the cries of children and the screams of women mixed into a pot of porridge, and Tang Jiahe was still lying on Liang Mosheng, with his chin against his shoulder.

She smelled the familiar faint smell of tobacco on Liang Mosheng's body, and wanted to struggle to stand by herself, but she couldn't, and finally she felt that she was going to slide down, and said with a breath: "Xiaosheng, I'm in so much pain." ”

He knew that there must be someone lurking around, but looking at the pale Tang Jiahe, he was so anxious that he picked her up when she was about to slide down, and the hand that dragged her back obviously felt that there was a warm liquid oozing out.

There were people from the patrol room chasing after him, and he didn't care so much, he ran to send Tang Jiahe to the nearest hospital.

Tang Jiahe had completely fainted at this time, Liang Mosheng looked down at her little face with blood loss while running, he was almost certain at the moment, if Tang Jiahe died like this, I am afraid that most of the happy memories involved in his childhood and youth would fade.

Like a panicked child, Liang Mosheng kept muttering: "Jiahe, let's go to the hospital soon, we'll be there soon." Golden Harvest ...... It's coming soon. ”

When Tang Jiahe was pushed into the emergency room, Liang Mosheng was exhausted and sat down on the spot sweating profusely.

The long corridor of the hospital was empty at this time, and the occasional nurse in low-heeled shoes passed by, and the sound of "cross-a-to-to-the-wall" disappeared around the corner. In such a silent space, his mind cleared up a lot. Just as the car drove towards him, the scheming fox face of the Yan Overseer flew out of his mind.

first summoned him back from Tianjin, and then allowed him to be the chief of staff. The surnamed Yan must have hoped that he would agree, and hoped that he would not agree. He agreed, that is, to give up the military power in Tianjin, and the surnamed Yan could send henchmen again, and on the other hand, he could monitor himself at all times in Beijing.

And if you don't say yes, then things will be much simpler and neater - there is no shortage of people who have an assassination fetish for this idea!

Last night and this morning, although everyone was in a mess of harmony, he should have expected that this greedy person would be so willing to give up? Ever since he was recalled to Beijing, he had foolishly jumped into the trap set for him by the Yan Dujun. Liang Mosheng has worked hard with his bare hands until now, and he realized that he is still too young!

Looking at the closed door of the emergency room, Liang Mosheng's blood surged, and now he just wanted to lead the "Liang Family's Army" in Tianjin to smash the lair of Xiangshan, the strict overseer.

After squatting along the wall for a long time, he understood that this was not the time to consider going back to Tianjin to make an independent scene, and Liang Mosheng believed that the surname Yan would not let him get out of Beijing alive at all. The key issue now is how to protect yourself.

The situation was urgent, and he could not think about it anymore. Rushing out of the hospital, Liang Mosheng found the telegraph booth, and sent an emergency telegram to Xiangshan to watch the situation and shoot the ruthless Yan Inspector.

The telegram stated that he had returned to Beijing this time, and that he was very nostalgic for the life of the young master in the past, and that he was frightened by the shooting, and felt that the situation was turbulent and unpredictable. I hope that Yan Dujun can remove him from all positions, allow him to recuperate in Beijing, and become his sixth young man of the Liang family.

After shooting the telegram, Liang Mosheng walked out of the pavilion and looked up at the blue sky at the moment. The sky was spotless, pure blue, and the sun's rays shone down without hesitation, exposing herself like a bathing girl. The emptiness and clear light made him feel that he had nothing, and his three years of hard work had nowhere to hide in the sun, and finally disappeared.

Rushing back to the hospital, Tang Jiahe had already been pushed out of the emergency room, and the bullet was successfully taken out, but the person was not awake, and he was sleeping on the hospital bed with a pale face. Liang Mosheng stared at her stupidly for a few minutes, suddenly remembered something, stood up suddenly, and ran out of the hospital.

Running on the street like crazy, Liang Mosheng's heart hung in his throat, and "dong dong dong" jumped uncontrollably. When he was about to get to the apartment, he saw the fire in the distance, white smoke billowing into the sky, and the fire extinguishers had already rushed there.

With a heart, he ran back to the apartment, and there was a group of people watching the excitement outside the door, he gasped and saw that the first floor of the apartment was already a sea of fire, and his bedroom on the second floor was also burning.

He impatiently grabbed a middle-aged man beside him and asked, "What about people?" What about the people who live here? Did they escape? ”

The man waved his hand in fear and shook his head to indicate that he didn't know, and then glared around, and the people next to him also looked confused, "The fire was so big when we came." Liang Mosheng had no choice but to let go of the man and look around, he didn't see his adjutant and personal soldiers, and no one responded when he yelled at the top of his throat.

Suddenly, there was a feeling of being in a different world, and such a chaotic and terrible scene seemed to have happened before. He was handsome, and the three years that he was proud of his youth were burned by a fire.

There is no accurate number of everything in the world, what is one's own and what is not one's own, Liang Mosheng squatted on the ground dejectedly, holding his head with both hands: Who knows when this head will not be his own?

"Brigadier Liang?" Yuan Anqi was placed on a bench in the garden of the apartment by Adjutant Xue, and she faintly saw a man with messy hair and a scruffy beard pushing the crowd, shouting and roaring with a violent expression.

took a closer look, and sure enough, it was Liang Mosheng. She squatted down and reached out to stroke his messy hair. The pitiful appearance of a boy can always arouse the motherhood of a woman.

Liang Mosheng's bloodshot eyes saw Yuan Anqi, the blazing firelight reflected the sky above his head, and his girl came from the firelight, slender and small, Chu Chu was vivid.

Pulling Yuan Anqi into his arms, he used his hands to protect her tightly, buried his face on the side of her neck, and sniffed her greedily one by one.

Liang Mosheng remembered that three years ago, she was wrapped in rags, and a pair of black and white peach blossom eyes looked at her vigilantly. The girl has grown up, and the past three years have indeed existed, and they have passed.

Yuan Anqi let him hold him, and the two people who lived for the rest of their lives needed a moment of sympathy.

Adjutant Xue rushed over and reported to Liang Mosheng: "Brigade Commander, the fire seems to have been caused by a fire in the wires, and I happened to accompany Miss Yao to wait for you to come back in the garden at that time, so I avoided the fire." But they said the fire was so fierce that even if it was extinguished, there would be no more people living here. ”

Liang Mosheng stroked Yuan Anqi's hair with one hand, his eyes were empty, and he sneered: "It's good, how can the wire catch fire?" I didn't expect that I, Liang Mosheng, would be so valued by the Overseers, and I wanted his old man to spend so much effort to rectify it. ”

Letting go of Yuan Anqi, he pulled her to stand up together, and between his eyes, he said, "Old Xue, you don't have to call me brigade commander anymore in the future, I have already handed over my resignation to the Overseer." ”

When Adjutant Xue heard this, he opened his mouth wide and let out an "ah", Liang Mosheng ignored his surprise and continued: "It's okay to live in this broken apartment, I'll go back to Liang's house and continue to be my Sixth Young Master Liang." Even if nothing is accomplished, the Liang family may not have a bite to eat. ”

The latter words were said to Yuan Anqi. The little girl also opened her mouth when she heard it, but she didn't say anything, she was happy in her heart, and understood that "we" naturally referred to him and herself.

Liang Mosheng is going to take me back to Liang's house! Yuan Anqi thought.

Everything in the house was burned to the ground, and naturally there was nothing to clean up, so Liang Mosheng took Yuan Anqi back to Liang's house with a dusty face.

The Liang family is twice as big as the Bai Mansion, and the old man Liang has been unable to do it in recent years, without adding an aunt or a son, and his former courtyard is still empty and uninhabited.

I was going to go back and stand in front of my old man in a beautiful way today, if not for anything else, just for a breath, but he still doesn't want to admit how much he longs for his father's approval deep down.

Now he has nothing, and he goes back with an embarrassed and pitiful look for the rest of his life, the old man Liang didn't say anything, nodded lightly to show acquiescence, and the old man said: "It's okay not to lead the troops, this world, call back and forth, maybe one day my old man will not have a sixth child." ”

Placing Yuan Anqi in the courtyard where he used to live, Liang Mosheng hurriedly went out to see Tang Jiahe.

At this time, Tang Jiahe had woken up, and when he saw Liang Mosheng coming, he stretched out a hand to hold him, Liang Mosheng didn't think about whether men and women would kiss or not, and his first reaction was to also stretch out his hand to hold Tang Jiahe's cool, smooth and white hands. This is his childhood, his youth, his old friend.

"Xiaosheng. What the hell is going on? Dad came just now, and he was so angry that he said that the people who patrolled the house did not conduct a thorough investigation, and only did a perfunctory thing. Who have you offended? Tang Jiahe'e frowned, and her lips were still white.

Liang Mosheng gently held Tang Jiahe's hand, feeling that it was too cold, he warmed it with his hands, put it back in the quilt, and told Tang Jiahe in a calm tone.

There are so many things in his heart, but there is no one to talk to, he has finished talking about things this time, and there is not much relief, and his body and mind are even more empty.

Tang Jiahe listened and thought word by word, she wanted to scold the overseer surnamed Yan fiercely, like when he was a child, Master Liang beat Liang Mosheng's handboard, she ran to Master Liang, and asked him why he beat Xiaosheng in a milky voice, Master Liang was not angry, but was amused by the little girl.

But the adult world is different, not to mention Qiu Ba, who everyone fears and avoids. She looked at Liang Mosheng distressedly and said, "Then you really plan to be the young master of the past?" ”

Liang Mosheng smiled bitterly: "Dad is alive, I can probably be a sixth young man of the Liang family calmly, and I will think about the future in the long run." He lowered his head as he said and muttered, "I'm sorry, Golden Harvest." "I shed a tear.