At last dawn, the sun appeared lazily in the far east, standing on the horizon like a totem through the smoke that burned through the night.

On the ground at the edge of the village, a shirtless man wielded a shovel and dug a pit. The morning sun shone on his strong and broad spine, and the sweat was dripping with a bronzed glow, making the scars on his skin even more dazzling.

The silly boy died, and his body was wrapped in a straw mat and laid out on the edge of the pit.

The pit was almost dug, Hu Yi shook his hand and poked the shovel on the ground, wiped the sweat on his face, straightened his waist, looked at the surrounding environment, jumped out of the pit, and stood next to the corpse of the stupid boy.

This snack seller, who didn't forget to look for food everywhere, finally died on food, and got his wish. Looking down at the silly boy rolled up in the straw mat, Hu Yi didn't feel sad, not at all, but envious. In the third row, and even among all the people who have fallen beside Hu Yi, although the silly boy is small, he is happy. There is a whole corpse, and someone chooses feng shui for him to dig a grave and bury it, which is a great blessing. Compared with Wang Lao who was lying in the mud pit, the big man who exposed his corpse in the wilderness, and compared with the machine gun company brothers who were crushed and scattered, the fate of the stupid boy was very luxurious and miraculous. It seems that Avalokiteshvara, who saves suffering, sometimes opens his eyes. If, in the next moment, when it is his turn, can he get God's favor for the stupid boy? Hu Yi was gloomy.

Squatting shirtless by the stream to wash away the mud, and after being caressed by the clear and cold water, the fatigue disappeared a lot. A new tomb stood quietly behind him, and in the morning light, Hu Yi's figure walked towards the village......

It seems that I had a dream about roasted potatoes. In a daze, Su Qing woke up and opened his eyes, it was a strange room and an unfamiliar bed. I wanted to sit up, but now my hands and feet were tied, tied to the bed, and my mouth was stuffed with things, and I couldn't close it. Su Qing panicked, and after a while, he remembered the situation before he fell unconscious.

A dark shadow pounced on him, his neck was violently caught by a large hand, he couldn't breathe, desperately trying to scratch and pedal, then he was encircled by a strong arm, unable to move, and finally groggy and fell into darkness......

Su Qing pulled his hands and feet desperately, trying to break the rope and get out of the predicament, his slender and white hands clenched into fists because of the force, showing a faint blood red, except for making the bed board under him creak, there was no effect. Unintentionally raising his head, he suddenly froze his movements, and a man appeared in the doorway.

It's not a devil, this is a middle-aged ** person, standing tall at the door, so steady that it seems to blend with the door frame into a character frame. The low brim of the hat couldn't cover the thick black eyebrows, and the narrow eyes stared at him deeply, making Su Qing feel cold and a feeling of being penetrated. The knife-like thin cheeks were reflected by the morning light outside the window, glowing with bronze light, and a clear line of light and dark was separated on the high bridge of the nose, not handsome, but exuding a man's fortitude and composure.

The man paused at the door for a while, then walked in slowly, pulled a chair casually, and placed it almost against the edge of the bed, and then sat down, silently glancing at Su Qing who was lying on the bed.

This made Su Qing feel very bad, with a sense of crisis, but he was powerless to change anything. When he tried to speak, his mouth was gagged, and he just whined, and he couldn't even understand himself. I had to instinctively twist my body, trying to avoid the close range that made me feel embarrassed and panicked, but instead caused the hem of the cheongsam to slide to the side, revealing a plump and round whiteness.

The man didn't seem to notice this, his gaze finally stayed on Su Qing's face, and a deep voice spoke.

"I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know. But you killed my brother, and I felt compelled to do something for him. ”

With that, the man paused, leaned his sturdy back back back into his chair, and folded his arms over his chest. Looking past Su Qing, he raised his head and looked out of the window on the inside of the bed, as if he was talking to himself and as if he was saying to Su Qing: "He is a fourteen-year-old man, and he is a lucky good boy." I just buried him, right outside the village. This kid is the reincarnation of a starving ghost, and he has been looking for food all his life, and he has been looking for food until this morning, and finally found the muzzle of the gun. ”

Speaking of this, the man unhurriedly put his hand into his pocket, took out a pistol, and put it flat in the palm of his hand, which was Su Qing's personal pistol. continued: "Browning M19oo, gun card picker, this is not a poor family's thing. ”

After that, he looked away from the gun in his hand and turned to Su Qing: "Spy, Auntie, or the daughter of your mansion, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and I am afraid that it is not a good kind to go to this poor country to shoot black guns." ”

Su Qing finally figured out the situation before dawn, and never expected that the first person he had killed in his life was a fourteen-year-old child, and he couldn't help but feel guilty. But the strange man in front of him has been expressing in a flat and low tone, not seeing sadness or anger, but making Su Qing fall into confusion, not knowing what it means and how it ends. In any case, a qiē has already been born, and he, now a lamb to the slaughter, can not be thought of except for a senseless struggle.

This man is Hu Yi. Before dawn, he rushed out of the devil's defense line, ran north with the stupid boy, and stopped to rest when he met the village, and the stupid boy searched around for food, and was finally knocked down by Su Qing at the door of Chen's house.

People believe in fate and say that fate will eventually be intertwined, and some people will be stupidly obsessed with it, hoping for an unknown and beautiful future, and forgetting the real ruthlessness. Fate may bring you beauty, but it may also bring you disaster. Right now, what the silly boy is facing, what Su Qing is facing, is like this.

Hu Yi fell silent and hesitated. Revenge for the silly boy? Although the other party is an irrelevant stranger, he is a woman. Can a man kill a woman? Like, yes, but he doesn't seem to be able to do it. If you give her a gun and start the fight again, it should be fine. But is this realistic? If you could, the moment you grabbed her by the throat before dawn, you could kill her, and when the arms touched two towering softness, wouldn't the hand that was holding her throat also loosen? Why is that?

Hu Yi suddenly realized that he seemed confused, his logic was confused, and he was very strange, and he couldn't understand why. Whether you are a beard or a soldier, you can always hear people talk about men and women, and Hu Yi is not interested because he doesn't know women. When the beard is small, I don't understand when I see it, but when I become a soldier, I am insulated from women. Now that a woman has suddenly fallen, of course Hu Yi doesn't know how to deal with it, as if all the principles he adheres to have been overthrown and he is at a loss.

Hu Yi picked up the pistol again and looked up at the woman who was close at hand. The morning light poured through the window on the bed, unusually soft, could it be because she was lying here? I had never experienced a woman, but I had seen a lot. Although the woman in front of her is young, she is not beautiful, but it seems that she looks very pleasing to the eye, especially her pair of Danfeng eyes, although they are widening due to panic at the moment, they highlight the beautiful black eyes, moist and clear, as if they can drag Hu Yi's heart into the abyss.

Hu Yi felt unnatural and immediately looked away. However, what rushed into the eye was two rapidly undulating plumps, and the whiteness of a plump thigh exposed, which seemed to indicate a beautiful mystery. Her body was more abrupt and graceful than all women, and those curves formed an invisible barrier that completely covered all of Hu Yi's thoughts. For a while, I forgot the new grave outside the village, forgot the roar in the distance, and forgot the years of fire......

When the man in front of him suddenly jumped on the bed like a demonic barrier, he pressed himself like a mountain, although Su Qing was still a virgin, he finally understood what he was about to give birth to. Trying to struggle, resisting, dodging, wailing, and crying, all the strength of Qiē could not stop this nightmare......

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