[Triggered Doujin] Instant Battle

Seeing He Yashu's back crying as he stepped on the train and Rongsheng's last meaningful look, Yang Muchu stood in the rain with an umbrella, his heart ached more and more, tears fell uncontrollably.Now, in this big Shanghai, he is the only one left, and he has no relatives anymore.

Only Yang Muchu knew in his heart that what he was carrying on his shoulders was not the responsibility of one person, but also the mission of the dead Yang Muchu, who continued to lurk in Shanghai, the heart of the enemy.

Rongsheng once said that if one day, unexpected events had to make him give up the love he already had, he couldn't do it.An unexpected incident happened, and he was cutting off the hard-won love he already had with his own hands, just like the sentence: Where is she, but you can only remain motionless.

"My family lives in the attic at No. 32 Xiaoshitou Hutong..."

Standing on the stone bridge, Yang Muchu saw Yu Xiaojiang who was drying the sheets on the attic, suddenly he didn't know how to take this heavy step, let go of love, and exchanged for the responsibility on his shoulders.

Yu Xiaojiang, who was drying the bed sheets, started to move his hands, turned his head slightly, and saw the man she had admired for a long time——Yang Muci, he is back?Hastily put down the things in his hands, almost running, ran to the side of his beloved, ran to the stone bridge, and hugged him tightly.

"Aci!"

Yu Xiaojiang's "Ah Ci" froze the smile on Yang Muchu's face, and stopped in mid-air with the hand that was outstretched to hug his nominal wife. He hesitated for a while, but he still didn't have the courage to raise his hand, which slipped to his side.As soon as the movement stopped, Yu Xiaojiang, who was holding him, stiffened for a moment, and then felt a burst of moisture on his shoulders.

The tears in the eyes flowed down the resolute face again, and the scenes of meeting Ah Ci again and again, and the details of getting along with Yashu, these - will be sealed in a jar and cannot be opened.

Yang Muchu is Yang Muchu, Yang Muchu is dead, he died in the gun battle with Xu Yuzhen.

From today, a young couple lives in the attic of No. 32 Xiaoshitou Hutong, husband Yang Muci and wife Yu Xiaojiang. The couple have a very good relationship.

Nanjing, China

He Yashu did not choose to go to Chongqing, but stayed in Nanjing.He Yashu, who hadn't had a good rest on the train for a long time and barely slept, dragged his exhausted body back to Yang's house where Yang Muchu brought her here. This place will be her home in the future.

"Follow Ah Chu and call you Young Master. Thank you for taking care of me all the way. In the future, I can do it by myself." He Yashu looked at Rongsheng and said please.

She no longer wants to face anyone anymore, she knows what Ah Chu's skills are.He didn't come to the train station, that is - she had identified this man all her life, this man she loved to the bone.She was originally a ghost with no past and future. It was Ah Chu who made her live in this world. Without Ah Chu, she was still just a non-existent person.

Rong Sheng glanced at He Yashu, and knew in his heart that this was not a polite word, and that she could take care of himself and not force her to stay anymore. He also had his own plan, "Since Miss Yashu said so, Rong will not bother you, and I will do it in the future." See you soon."

"I'll take you out." He Yashu nodded, and accompanied Rongsheng out of the gate of Yang's house. Watching Rongsheng walk out of this alley, she wanted to send Ahci away, but this time, there was no one around. Accompanied by Ah Chu.

In the middle of the night, no one was there, with a cold pillow beside him, and no one asked for warmth.

Lying on the bed that she used to share with Yang Muchu, she tossed and turned with Yashu and couldn't fall asleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, it was all the days spent with Yang Muchu. As she thought about it, her tears couldn't stop falling. Perhaps, this is where Painful farewell.She didn't sleep, afraid that if she fell asleep, Yang Muchu's figure would not appear in her dream, and she might not even see him in her dream.

"Ah Chu..."

Looking at the roof, He Yashu burst into tears again, whispering the name of the man she loved the most in her life.

After a sleepless night, sitting in the living room the next day, He Yashu didn't know what to do. It seemed that there was no goal and purpose for living, and she didn't know what it was for living.She thought about going with Yang Muchu, but she was reluctant to part with the posthumous child in her belly. This was the only relationship between her and Yang Muchu.

"Huh? Is there anyone here?"

"Hello, what are you doing here?" Losing the right to be coquettish and domineering to the one she loves, He Yashu is no longer the young lady who can do whatever she wants.

The old man glanced at He Yashu, seeing that she didn't look like a bad person, he hesitated for a while before speaking, "Mr. Yang asked me to clean here, I come here every day, I don't know who is Miss?"

"I am the wife of Mr. Yang Muchu, Ah Chu..." Ah Chu is still a man who is ready for everything.

"It turned out to be Mrs. Yang. I thought who it was, but what about Mr. Yang? Didn't he come back?" The old man thought that Yashu was a little familiar, but now he reminded him that this was indeed the last time he met Yashu. The woman Yang Muchu came with was very close.

"He's gone." Speaking to outsiders, it still hurts.

"I'm sorry to bring up your sadness. Mr. Yang is a good man." The old man apologized embarrassedly, and praised Yang Muchu by the way.

He Yashu smiled and nodded indifferently, "I don't know if the uncle knows, is there anything to do around here? The husband is gone, but my child and I also need to live."

"Well, I don't know what kind of work my wife can do?" The old man looked at He Yashu with some embarrassment.It's not that the old man doesn't want to introduce it, it's that He Yashu looks like a big lady and doesn't seem like someone who can do things, that's why he has this question.

He Yashu understood what the old man was thinking, and was not angry, "Is there a school near here?" Ah Chu left for the sake of the country, so being a teacher would be closer to him.Those students who were killed at the beginning were the sins of her life, and now, she will use the rest of her life to pay for her sins.

The old man slapped his forehead, "Oh, there really is a middle school that lacks teachers recently, and it is said that some teachers have left."

"Thank you, uncle, I will trouble you to clean this place in the future."

After sending the old man away, He Yashu, who had closed the door, inadvertently put his hands on his lower abdomen, feeling this very small life, and for the first time a little smile appeared on his face.

Ah Chu, you are leaving, don't worry, I have a child with me.

"Teacher, I don't understand today's class."

He Yashu put away the book and was about to leave the classroom when a student came up with the book.Nowadays, it is not easy for children who go to school. Nanjing has also been in war recently, and it is not stable. Most people have already started to move out, and those who stay are reluctant to leave.

"Let me take a look." Smiling at the students, He Yashu took a look at the location. In fact, the annotations of a piece of classical Chinese were not clear, so the students couldn't understand.

"Listen, this should be—"

"boom--!"

There was a sound of shells exploding, and then the whole classroom became chaotic. The students ran away with their heads in their arms, and He Yashu hurriedly shouted, "Students, find a hard place to hide, don't get hurt by things!" Already!"

He Yashu, who was already three months pregnant, carefully protected her stomach, while trying to appease the flustered students to evacuate from the school. Within half an hour, her forehead was covered with fine sweat.Fortunately, everyone was dressed thickly in winter, and it didn't hurt so much from knocking on the corner of the table. After quickly evacuating the crowd, He Yashu ran out of the classroom in a hurry.

"boom--!"

Another bomb exploded not far away, and He Yashu squatted down hurriedly, and ran home after the aftermath of the explosion had passed—Nanjing was about to fall, and He Yashu had only one thought in mind at this time.

As soon as I got home, I packed up my things, hesitated for a while, picked up the pistol in the suitcase, and before I could go out, I heard a loud noise, vaguely Japanese.He Yashu's heart was suddenly suspended, and he clenched the pistol in his hand.

"Who?"

"Baga! Get out, I've searched here, no one, a bunch of idiots, the search is so slow!" He Yashu has never been more fortunate than now that she can speak Japanese, and the Chinese accent is not strong and can hardly be heard. come out.

"Hey you are?"

"Sakita Sakko is a secret job sent by the Emperor, you guys, it's impossible to know!" He Yashu looked at the group of people arrogantly.

Fortunately, there were not many people. Seeing them, I still couldn't believe it. I pulled the trigger and shot their leader, "Go away, arrest them for me!"

"Hi!"

This shot not only showed his marksmanship in front of this group of people, but also gave him courage.It wasn't until the group of people were about to leave that He Yashu breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that this relief almost cost him his life.

"Flower girl, dare to lie to your grandpa—"

"Crack!" He Yashu's eyes froze, "Do you want to end up like him?"

"I was wrong!"

"Don't hurry up!"

"Hi!"

The team of more than ten people trotted away, and He Yashu was really relieved, and he let go of his left hand only to find that the palm of his hand was almost covered with sweat.

I can't stay in Nanjing anymore, but where can I go?Also, how do I get out of Nanjing? This place must have been blocked by the Japanese. She still doesn't know what's going on outside, but judging by the appearance of those people just now, it's likely that they want to arrest the whole city for experiments or more. Cruel race to kill.

"Son, fight for your mother."

Taking a deep breath, He Yashu approached the periphery of Nanjing step by step, relying on the skills trained in those days, trying to leave without anyone noticing.

"Well……!"

When he was about to pass a house, He Yashu heard a cry of pain, and wanted to ignore it, but after a glance, he could no longer be cruel - it was just a child and a woman.

"Flower girl, let's go!"

Sticking against the dirt wall outside the courtyard gate, He Yashu carefully checked your situation. Fortunately, there were only two of you, and the rest probably went to the next family.

"stop!"

"What's yours?"

"Sakeko Sakita."

"Sakita? Oh, it turned out to be a member of the Sakita family, disrespectful and disrespectful, but...uh..." Before the Japanese who walked up to He Yashu had time to finish speaking, He Yashu shot him dead.

The Japanese guarding the woman and the child panicked, and were about to kill the hostage directly, but unfortunately, the action was a step too slow, and He Yashu had already leaned forward, turned around and kicked him half a meter away, and then shot him again.

"Miss, are you alright?"

"Thank you, sister, for saving our mother and daughter, this—"

"It's so good for you to find a place to hide. I'm leaving." He took out a few dollars and handed it to the elder sister. He Yashu left in a hurry, not daring to stay any longer. stay still.

Asked suspiciously, "Sister, why don't you leave?"

"Big sister, they are going to massacre the city. These are all our compatriots. We can't just leave!"

He Yashu understands this truth, but it does not mean making unnecessary sacrifices, such sacrifices are meaningless at all.After sorting out my thoughts, Ah Chu suddenly came to my mind, and my chaotic heart suddenly settled down—is this the mood when Ah Chu went to the tea room?

"Go, follow me!"

"Hey, okay." Taking the child, the elder sister who called herself surnamed Li followed He Yashu and walked behind her.

The three of them, especially the other two who don't know a little bit of kung fu, made it more difficult to act. They were almost discovered several times, but fortunately they were saved in the end. Seeing that they were about to reach the Japanese blockade line, He Ya Shu's heart suddenly lifted.

"Follow me, don't care about other things later, you go first."

"The big girl, you—"

"Of course I will find a way to get out." After confessing a few words, He Yashu prayed in his heart, wishing that he and the child were okay, and then prepared to lure the guards away.

When the guards heard movement over there, they immediately stepped up their vigilance, "Who?!"

"boom--!"

"Someone wants to escape, strengthen vigilance, you two guard, and the rest follow me!"

"Hi!"

He Yashu hid in the shadows, watching the guards who were searching for him, cold sweat dripped down, and his palms began to sweat. If he was found, it would be one word—death!

"There seems to be someone over there."

"Go and have a look."

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, He Yashu already had the idea of ​​going out desperately, the only thing in his head that felt sorry was the unborn child in his stomach.

"Bang bang——" several times, the footsteps in my ears changed, and He Yashu immediately breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that there were other people here.

When He Yashu was in a coma, Sister Li's voice came to her ears faintly.

"Big girl, are you okay..."

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