Quick Wear: What to do, he loves the crazy evil god

"Be still and don't move!"

Soldiers wearing military uniforms from the Republic of China period were stationed on both sides of the street, each holding a rifle in their hands, and there were gunshots just now.

I saw that the students around me were squatting with their heads in their hands, and some girls were already crying with fear.

Looking at the chaotic scene, Mu Ci couldn't tell whether he was filming a movie or was really in such a small world.

Qi Xiang held his head in his sea of ​​consciousness, very nervous: "Mu Ci, don't run around, don't move around, follow the main force. Those guns are real!"

Mu Ci was speechless: "What's going on? Am I a prisoner?"

Qi Xiang: "I'm lost, I'm scared! I'll tell you when you're safe. You're not safe now."

Mu Ci squatted obediently with everyone for a while, and was then driven away angrily by the soldiers with guns who were watching him.

Taking advantage of the noisy environment, Mu Ci took a quick look around. Thrown on the ground were white papers with oversized black words written on them, as well as white cloth with black words printed on them.

He was in the demonstration and these people were arrested by the warlords.

Mu Ci finally figured out the situation a little bit, and then he and his companions were locked in a large truck covered with a shed.

Only at this time did Qixiang begin to transmit the situation of this small world to him.

This was truly an era of warlords fighting each other, with several major warlord factions each claiming to be a king and constantly fighting against each other.

The current plot is that Japan is invading, and the Yan warlords not only do not resist Japan, but also intend to surrender.

Teachers and students of the National University in Yan's territory joined hands with teachers and students of other schools to protest and demanded that the Yan warlords fight against the Japanese.

But the unarmed scholars were no match for the warlords holding spears, and they were the ones who were captured now.

Qi Xiang: "Mu Ci, your identity in this plane is a new teacher at the National University. Your mission is to help the male protagonist Liang Yunshen assassinate Marshal Yan Hongshan. After the assassination is successful, assist him to return to the direct lineage."

Mu Ci: "Qi Xiang, you think too highly of me. My peerless martial arts in the previous plane were cheats! How could I kill the Marshal?"

Qi Xiang: "You just need to assist the hero. He is the key figure in reversing this chaotic era. He cannot die in Lincheng. You need to assist him to go back. Besides, although you have no internal strength now, you still have ten years of martial arts training!"

As they were talking one by one, Mu Ci and his companions had already been thrown into prison.

There were more than 20 people in one cell. The so-called cell was like a pen for livestock, with a fence and a shed around it.

Mu Ci: "Okay! Can I ask, is it possible that the male protagonist can still be my man? Just ask..."

He asked very unconfidently.

Ahri's voice, "Mu Ci, the main system data shows that Liang Yunshen is the soul of Du Zai. You can continue your relationship in this plane."

Mu Ci's heart leaped with joy, "Great! Where is my boyfriend? I looked around but couldn't see my man!"

Qi Xiang scratched his head in his sea of ​​consciousness and said embarrassedly, "Mu Ci, the male lead didn't come to participate in the parade this time."

Mu Ci: “……?”

"So Qixiang, you came here specifically to send me to jail?"

Qi Xiang hurriedly explained, "No, Mu Ci! When I was checking the time, my hands might have shaken a little, so I got it one day early."

Mu Ci: “…”

Qi Xiang: "Mu Ci, I'm sorry, I think it's the right node, but when I teleported to it, it's not that node anymore."

Mu Ci sat on the ground: "It's okay, it's only one day early. This is my first time in jail, so I'll just take it as an experience!"

Qi Xiang was so moved that he gave Mu Ci a virtual hug in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Ahri: "Mu Ci, I checked, Qi Xiang's time point was not wrong, but this small world has a strong will, it should be it that changed the node."

Mu Ci: "A thought has such great power. It's so frustrating to compare yourself with others! I'm just too weak!"

Mu Ci looked at his gray-stained Zhongshan suit and felt a weak sense of desolation in his heart.

Ahri: "Anyway, you'll have to hold on for one night. According to the plot, President Xu of the National University will come out to bail you out tomorrow."

Fortunately, the cell was not damp. Mu Ci sat in the corner of the cell and looked outside through the gap above his head. It was already completely dark.

At this time, there was a commotion in the cell closest to the gate.

"Everyone sit against the wall side by side! Don't block others!"

Mu Ci listened to the voice and complained in his heart, going to jail means sitting in a row.

You really don't treat me as a human being!

After a while, it was the turn of the cell next door, and the voice threatened again: "Sit in a row! Don't block others!"

Mu Ci was sitting in the corner outside the cell, looking through the cell bars to the next door.

There were about a dozen people in military uniforms. The one who was shouting said to the tall man in the lead with a very respectful tone, "Young Marshal, this room is lined up, please see if there is the person you are looking for."

The man approached the cell and stood still, probably looking to see if there was the person he was looking for inside. Mu Ci couldn't see clearly.

A few minutes later, that group of people arrived at the cell where Mu Ci was, and the flatterer started jumping around again.

"Everyone, hurry up and sit down in a row, lean against the wall, and let our young commander look at you!"

As he spoke, he whipped the cell bars with a whip to show his authority.

With this lash, the tail of the whip hit Mu Ci's hand, who was sitting in the outermost corner of the fence.

“Hiss!” Mu Ci cried out in pain, stood up quickly, and glared at the other party, “Are you sick? How dare you hit someone without permission!”

A red mark immediately appeared on the back of my hand.

The others who were still looking for a seat in the cell were stunned. Someone immediately tugged at his clothes and whispered, "Student, don't confront them head-on. You will suffer."

The attacker was a short man in his forties with a scar on his left cheek and a wretched temperament. Even his military uniform could not save his integrity.

"What's wrong with me hitting you? Believe it or not, I can still kill you right now, and your principal can't do anything to me! In Lincheng, we have the final say!"

The scarred man twirled the whip in his hand and shouted, "Bring him out here! I'm going to teach him a lesson!"

When the cell was opened and Mu Ci was grabbed by two soldiers and taken out, he started to panic.

In his previous small world, he was the queen of Helan Yanzhuo and controlled the Western Factory. Not only was he high and mighty, but he was also spoiled by Helan Yanzhuo.

He was suddenly hit and couldn't control his temper.

He is no longer a leader above everyone else, but an unarmed student.

When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Mu Ci was just about to admit his mistake and apologize to the scarred man and beg for mercy.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't even give him a chance to speak and whipped him.

Mu Ci was ready to turn his back, ready to receive a solid beating.

The expected pain did not come, and the scarred man cried out "Ouch" and fell to the ground.

When she turned around again, she saw the man with the scar quickly got up, knelt down at the feet of the man next to him, and begged for mercy aggrievedly.

"Young Marshal! Spare my life! I was wrong!"

Although he didn't know what he did wrong, the young marshal lost his temper, so he must have caused the trouble.

"Get out!" The young marshal spat out a word coldly.

Qi Xiang reminded in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Mu Ci, this is Yan Hongshan's adopted son, Yan Wei."

Yan Wei threw away the whip, took a step forward, held Mu Ci's injured hand, and said with heartache in his voice, "It must be very painful!"

The voice was not the cold tone that had just scolded the scarred man, but a gentle one.

Mu Ci: “……?”

He raised his eyes to look at the man, who was half a head taller than him, with strong features, handsome features, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that also revealed a hint of surprise.

He looked very imposing in his military uniform and was quite good-looking, but he really didn't know this person!

The man let go of Mu Ci's hand and resumed his cold aura, glancing at the cell and saying coldly, "Take him away!"