"Don't be afraid, lady!"

A swarthy, square-faced young man yelled for himself.

He has a very stable five-short body, with a simple square face, wearing a brown short coat, black shorts, and holding the reins on the donkey's chew.

This is a spiritual guy with a lot of earthy taste.

"What are you doing! Come here! ”

The spirit guy stood in front of the woman, hurriedly pulled out a large blade on the waistband of his trousers, and yelled at Zhou Yang in a panicked tone.

ZHOU Yang stood still,

He looked down at the spirit guy—

His stature was more than a head taller than the spiritual guy in front of him: "The child is hungry and crying, and I ask your lady for a favor." ”

The baby in his arms also seemed to hear Zhou Yang's words, and he seemed to cooperate, and cried loudly again.

"Huh? You—You're not a foreigner? ”

Hearing Zhou Yang's pure official words, the spiritual guy was stunned for a moment.

"I'm Chinese."

Zhou Yang caressed the baby's back with his left hand, and quietly opened Beretta's safety with his right hand, and his fingers buckled on the trigger.

Hearing Zhou Yang's answer, not only the spiritual guy and the woman riding on the donkey, but also the surrounding refugees were also relieved, and their eyes glanced at Zhou Yang's body one by one, without the previous fear.

Even most of them had questions in their eyes: I just saw you wearing a foreigner's military uniform and short hair, and I thought you were the demon soldier and foreign devil who carried a magic spear in his hand, used power as a blessing, burned, killed, and plundered, and did all kinds of evil!

"My wife is weak and frail, I'm afraid she can't ······"

The spiritual guy refused Zhou Yang, but before he finished speaking, the woman riding the donkey interrupted him: "Jingming, don't say it." At this time, if it weren't really forced to do anything, who would take such a small child out to find food.

It's not easy for everyone to be outside, you can help, the child is hungry, it's pitiful, this brother, you give me the child.

Jingming, you hug the child. ”

The woman said, handed the child in her arms to the spirit guy, and then turned over and got off the donkey, walked to Zhou Yang's side, and looked at Zhou Yang's crying baby, and looked hungry!

Hurriedly stretched out his arm towards Zhou Yang.

"Thank you."

Zhou Yang gently handed the baby who was less than half a meter in his arms to the woman, and the woman carefully hugged the swaddling clothes, carried the two of them and blocked a shabby coat in front, and then walked behind a willow tree on the side of the gallop and gently lifted her clothes.

The sweet milky aroma attracted all the baby's attention, and a burst of "tons and tons and tons of tons" replaced the crying.

This way

Maybe it was because Zhou Yang's clothes and hair were incompatible with the refugees, although these people glanced at him from time to time, but no one took the initiative to talk to him.

"Brother, where are you going?"

People ignore me, I care about people, Zhou Yang took the initiative to ask the spirit guy.

"Go to Rehe."

The spirit guy is a little wooden and reserved.

"What are you doing in Rehe?"

Zhou Yang asked.

"Young man, the emperor and Lafayette have run away, and now in the city of Beijing, the Qing soldiers, the Boxers, foreign devils, and the common people are all in a mess! If you don't go out to your relatives and stay in the capital, you can't tell when you will be beaten to death by those foreign devils! ”

An old man sat on the side of the road and knocked on his old cigarette pouch, and interjected: "Anyway, young man, why are the military uniforms you are wearing so similar to those foreigners, and you have shaved your head, you are not afraid of being seen by those banner men and officials, you will not be those revolutionary parties in the south, right?" ”

The old man is quite trendy and imaginative.

However, after the old man's words, Zhou Yang immediately knew when this was.

The Eight-Nation Alliance's War of Aggression against China!

Now it should be 1900, the twenty-sixth year of Guangxu. Britain, the United States, France, Germany, Russia, Japan, Italy, Australia, and eight countries invaded China and fought all the way to Beijing under the rule of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

"Perhaps, this mission will be related to those foreign devils."

Zhou Yang is darkly lined.

"This brother, the child is asleep."

At this time, the woman had already tidied up her clothes, carried the baby and walked back from the willow tree with lotus steps, and shook it back step by step.

The baby doesn't know how long he has been hungry, maybe he cried too hard before, but now he is full, and finally he closes his eyes and falls asleep contentedly, snoring soundly while sleeping.

"Thank you."

Zhou Yang stretched out his hand and lightly took over the sleeping baby, and took out a silver bar from his pocket: "This piece of silver will be given to Mrs. as a coil, and it will be easy to get through the difficulties when you get to Rehe." ”

As soon as he saw the silver bar handed over by Zhou Yang, the spirit guy's eyes suddenly lit up, and the silver reflected in the silver Bling Bling flashed.

This piece of silver is silver and shiny, looking extremely pure, with a finger length and thickness, I'm afraid it has to be three taels!

That's worth more than two months of his salary!

"How embarrassing is this······"

The simple and wooden spirit guy suddenly grinned, showed a mouthful of big white teeth, and enthusiastically stretched out his hands to pick it up.

It's just that the outstretched hands were slapped by the woman.

"This brother, this is too precious, we can't accept it."

The woman waved her hand to refuse, but her eyes glanced a little unnaturally at the few ruffian youths in the team, and happened to see those ruffians looking greedily at this side.

"Boy, this little girl doesn't know how to lift, she doesn't want it, we want it!"

It was really black eyes that couldn't see the silver bars, and when those few ruffian young people saw the silver bars, their eyes immediately turned red!

They are all bastards in the outer city of Beijing, the chaos in the capital, those foreigners with guns are vicious, that is burning, killing, lewdness, and plundering, doing all kinds of evil, seeing people kill people, seeing dogs killing dogs, that fierce energy, so that they are all frightened by these professional bastards!

First, the Boxers who were not afraid of death, and then the group of ruthless foreign devils, they couldn't get along in the capital, so they mixed into the refugee team, ready to go to Rehe together.

There is wine today and drunk today, and there is no money left in the pockets of a few bastards, so they plan to go to Rehe to mix up the world empty-handed.

As he spoke, he walked towards Zhou Yang in a huff.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

Zhou Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, and he didn't even have the interest to look at them a few more times, so he just glared at them! Raised Beretta and fired three shots in a row towards the sky, like a thunderbolt from three lives, and instantly suppressed several bastards who came over: "Get out!" ”

"Okay brother!"

Several bastards shook their bodies three times with the sound of three gunshots.

As early as in the city, they were sent down by the foreigners' sharpshooters, and now they tremble when they hear the gunshots.

The other party's glaring at them also made them fall into an ice cellar, and a stream of cool air rushed straight from the tail bone to the heavenly spirit cover!

Originally, I thought that this person was elegant and easy-going, and he was polite, but this evil spirit came out of his eyes, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and they realized that this was definitely a murderer who killed people without blinking!

The word 'roll' is like hearing the sound of immortals!

"Yes, yes!"

"Brother, my brother is wrong! Wrong! ”

"Get out! Just get out! ”

A few bastards didn't dare to be in the team anymore, for fear that the murderer would shoot them, and they would scatter the smoke as soon as they slipped away.