The weather was extremely variable that day, with the sun rising and disappearing, cloudy and sunny changing rapidly, and finally settling in the bright red setting sun.
Hua Ting stared at the sun outside the car window in a trance, until the last ray of light faded.
She moved her stiff neck as if she had a premonition, and finally waited for the news.
The time for Chen Shu's execution was set at eight o'clock in the evening.
The car started slowly, and the road ahead became darker and darker, as if it was entering a rugged mountain road.
The uneven ground made the car tremble continuously.
Hua Ting was so rested that she yawned leisurely.
She raised her eyelids and glanced around.
She could see the wild grass about half a person's height all around, rustling against the car body.
Occasionally, she heard the tires rustling through the gravel and grass.
The sound of running over.
As soon as Hua Ting got out of the car, there were two soldiers-looking men in the grass 5 meters away, holding long guns and walking towards her respectfully, "Mrs.
Jian, please come this way."
The place where Chen Shu was executed turned out to be at the foot of a barren mountain.
The full moon's light was cold and shrouded the surrounding areas.
In the center of the mountaintop surrounded by dense forests, there is a flat land the size of a golf course, surrounded by knee-high green grass.
The air was still filled with a refreshing fragrance.
It turned out to be a jasmine field.
Under the bright moonlight, hundreds of white flowers bloomed freely among the green leaves, exuding a rich fragrance.
Hua Ting suddenly understood that this was the mass grave outside Beitan Gate.
Chen Shu stood motionless under the moonlight, his eyes sparkling in the dark night.
His eyes were fixed on the girl who had just arrived not far away, his expression was as usual, and he smiled habitually.
Jian Yi sat on a Taishi chair in the middle of the open space, playing with a black gun casually in his hand, not forgetting to free up a hand to say hello to the flower girl beside him.
"Sister Hua, this is your first time at the execution ground."
Hearing his question, Hua Ting pretended to be a little nervous and pretended to mutter, "If I had known it was a barren mountain, I wouldn't have come."
Jian Yi lazily raised his arm and put it against his chin, "Does Sister Hua think it's new?"
Before Hua Ting could answer, a soldier behind Jian Yi picked the time and stepped forward to remind him: "Director Jian, it is exactly 8:15 now."
"Really?"
Jian Yi clenched his jaw and held the gun.
A series of gunshots shot one of them into a bloody man, killing him on the spot.
Among the remaining ones, Jian Yi showed great patience.
He stretched out his hand to take the tea from a soldier and drank it slowly.
Under the moonlight, Chen Shu's eyes were calm and gentle, surprisingly calm, especially when he was looking at her, his smile seemed to have a warm warmth, slowly creeping up to the tips of his eyes.
The gray stone floor of the execution ground was deserted by the moonlight.
There were some residual bloodstains solidified in the ravines, a dark mass.
The newly added layer on the surface was still a little red.
The back was leaning on a bare hill, and there was no grass.
There was a circle of garrison around the boundary, and the wind hit the upright gun barrel, making people's hearts palpitate for no reason.
After drinking the cup of tea, Jian Yi raised his arm and raised his hand.
The guard standing aside raised his gun.
When gunshots were fired in twos and threes, he only had time to hear a few muffled grunts.
Five or six black-clothed men stood side by side.
There were only two men left, and several fresh corpses lay across the execution ground.
They were dead and bleeding, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of gun smoke.
There were only two people left in the center of the execution ground.
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One was a tough man with a fierce look in his eyes, swearing plausibly, and the other was Chen Shu.
Perhaps it was because Chen Shu was used to seeing life and death that he could be as calm and calm as he is today.
He seemed to have a cool and unrestrained way of disregarding life and death.
Everyone was waiting for Jian Yi's instructions when they saw him hug Hua Ting on the side, put his hand on the gun on her waist, unloaded it, stuffed it into her hand, held it with both hands, and stretched it out.
She put her left hand directly on Chen Shu's head, who was ten meters away.
"Sister Hua, do you want to have a couple of shots?"
Jian Yi chuckled in her ear.
"Of course I do."
"Please."
Jian Yi said and let go of her hand, standing aside.
“Mr.
Jane is so elegant and cheerful” There was a pair of footsteps not far away, and two inopportune applause.
Jian Yi heard the sound and turned his head slightly.
Inagaki Zhipei, who was dressed in a light green military uniform, met his gaze and politely took off his military cap.
"I brought my wife to the execution ground with me.
Mr.
Jian is indeed very cheerful."
After saying hello, he put his military cap back on.
Inagaki Shihei put his hands behind his back and held his chest out, and slowly walked to the two of them as if taking a leisurely stroll.
"Rumors say that Miss Bai is good at shooting.
I was curious and wanted to come and take a look today."
Inagaki Zhipei spoke Chinese quite well, but Hua Ting deliberately paid attention to the content of his daily conversations with several Japanese soldiers.
He seemed to have a strong Kansai accent.
In order to distract him, Hua Ting immediately Then she smiled and started chatting with him, "Mr.
Inagaki's hometown is in Osaka City in western Japan, right?"
"How does Miss Bai know?"
Inagaki Zhipei looked interested and moved closer to her direction.
“Osaka’s octopus balls are delicious.”
"Miss Bai is right, takoyaki is our specialty in Osaka," Inagaki Shihei was in a good mood, and his smile was a little less wary, "I will take Miss Bai to taste it someday."
"Fortunately."
Hua Ting lowered her eyes and smiled.
Just what he wanted.
"Ms.
Bai, set a time.
I am very honored to invite Miss Bai to go to my home country."
Inagaki Zhipei was in such a good mood that he completely forgot that he was at the execution ground outside Beitan Gate at the moment.
"Set a time" "That's right."
The devil wants to set a time with you, Hua Ting couldn't help but want to roll her eyes.
But the purpose of her small talk was to distract him, "Mr.
Inagaki, didn't you want to see my shooting skills?"
"Of course, it's a great honor."
There was nothing strange on Hua Ting's face.
She was still standing as if taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard.
She held a gun in one hand and stretched out her slender arm.
She squinted at the control door, placed the crosshair in the middle of the target hole, tilted her head and smiled.
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There is a bit of ghost and evil hidden in the smile.
Inagaki Zhipei folded his arms and looked appreciative.
The smell of blood in the air seemed to bring out some of her bloodthirsty instincts, and excitement was faintly revealed in the corners of her eyes.
In such a scene, she was like a begonia soaked in blood, acting wantonly and evilly.
She stood so calmly and calmly that she actually made the soldiers beside her feel a bit oppressive.
The slender index finger gently tapped the trigger, and there was a "bang" sound, and the bullet shot straight out.
The huge sound made the sturdy man opposite him tremble heavily, but his back remained straight.
Hua Ting turned around and smiled, with a rare hint of mischief and cunning in her smile.
She frowned and sighed softly: "I missed the target."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another gunshot, and the tough man fell to the ground with the gunshot hitting his forehead.
Hua Ting still turned her face towards Inagaki Shihei, the smile on her face was still light and bland, but a faint white smoke came out of the gun.
She turned back and looked at the gun in her hand, took it back, turned it around, and raised her eyebrows: "Oh, it's a good shot now."
Her shooting skills were extremely fast and surprisingly accurate, and her joking tone actually made everyone present break into a cold sweat.
She hooked her gun elegantly, turned around and walked towards Inagaki Shihei, but Hibiscus Jade Face looked like a life-threatening Asura.
She tapped the gun against Inagaki Zhipei's chest, glanced at the last remaining prisoner, and whispered: "There is only one left, Mr.
Inagaki."
After saying that, he turned around and said that he was exhausted.
Inagaki Shihei glanced at the body of the colleague who had just fallen to the ground.
During the conversation and laughter, an adjutant died in her smile.
He unconsciously covered the gun on his chest, which was still covered with the warmth of Hua Ting's fingertips. .
Her force was obviously very light, but it only felt like the place where the gun struck was shattered, and the muscles and bones softened into the chest.
Hua Ting was different from ordinary women.
The cold moonlight shone lightly on half of her face, and her lowered brows gave rise to a strange and eerie look.
She is not the cute little girl or the cute and docile type that the Japanese like, but her figure has a majestic character with the horizontal hooks and vertical curls of Chinese calligraphy.
Inagaki Zhipei handed the black gun back to Hua Ting's hand, "I like the way Miss Bai shoots the gun very much."
Hua Ting's hanging heart finally fell to the ground, "What does Mr.
Inagaki mean?"
The "lovely past" between Hua Ting and Chen Shu was spread quietly among the people like a ghost.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Inagaki Zhipei's purpose is to monitor every move of the Jane couple.
"The last prisoner will be dealt with by Miss Bai."
Inagaki Zhipei crossed his arms and made a frivolous gesture of casual viewing.
Hua Ting straightened her body and looked coldly at Chen Shu, who was still calm and gentle under the moon.
She smiled slightly.
He raised the black gun in his hand coolly and pointed it at the left side of his chest without ceremony.
Suddenly a strong wind blew by, and Inagaki Zhipei narrowed his eyes warily.
The second before he pulled the gun safety and pulled the trigger, Hua Ting suddenly smiled mischievously and said, "Mr.
Inagaki, if not the time will be set next month."
Inagaki Zhipei turned his head happily.
With a "bang" sound, Chen Shu fell to the ground.
The dazzling redness spread wantonly across his chest A winding bloody road stretches out on the gray stone floor of the execution ground To be continued n130418: