Qiushui Yiren

After a thousand calls and calls, I still hold the pipa and half cover my face.

In response to the scene of Hongying coming to power.

As soon as the song started, before the end, Xu Weiqiang clapped his hands and applauded and attracted the attention of the surroundings: "Good! Good singing! Good playing!"

Hongying wore a vermilion close-fitting cheongsam today, which outlined her curvy figure.She wore a western-style black veil on her head, covering more than half of her face.

If it is not known that she is "ugly", anyone would want to rush up to kiss Fangze in terms of the pictures on the stage.

From the corner of her eye, Hongying unconsciously looked in the direction of the applause, and she lost her soul when she looked.

Ever since she responded to her father's plan, she had already expected such a day.In her expectation, at this moment, she should be calm and unhurried.

But in reality, she was so flustered that she didn't know what to do.

Master Jing, I went the wrong way.But I can't turn back.I only hope that the Hongying you protect will always be the Hongying singing to you in the Xianle Ballroom.

……

Xu Weiqiang applauded Hongying's performance in a high-profile way, not once or twice.

What he did was to make everyone in the venue recognize that Hongying was a woman under the cover of Lord Qiang, so that those who had crooked thoughts about Hongying could abide by the rules.

Hongying's singing was interrupted abruptly, no one dared to speak out, and the audience couldn't recover for a long time.

Until the sound of wine bottles breaking and scolding coming from the private room in the secluded area: "Damn it, what a disappointment! Boss Yu, the level of singing prostitutes in your dance hall is too poor!"

A drunken middle-aged man walked out of the private room, holding the wine bottle in his right hand, and pointing with his left hand: "Let me see, which little bitch / person ruined my elegance. Go, bring him, let me Master taught her the rules of being a singer."

Boss Yu hurriedly apologized: "Dong Xue calmed down, there was something wrong with the piano they played, and I asked them to change the piano."

The man continued to be irritable: "Don't talk nonsense with me, I asked you to bring someone here, are you deaf?"

"It's really not..."

"Crash!" Another wine bottle shattered.

The man staggered towards the stage, pointed to his face, and then to Boss Yu: "Boss Yu, keep your eyes open to see who I am, and then think about what is the right way to do it."

Hongying regained her composure and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the troublemaker: "Stop! Hongying, right? Let me ask you, are you Xu Weiqiang's woman?"

Xu Weiqiang couldn't sit still when he heard the man calling him by his first name, and said to An Jing, "This man is Xue Hua, the new Chinese director of the Industrial Bureau of the Concession. Before he took office, he had a feud with me. Don't show up. I'm going to fix him."

One is the boss of the gangster, and the other is the director of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau. Boss Yu is trembling and in a dilemma: "You two..."

"Boss Yu, I advise you to go further away." Xu Weiqiang also walked up to Xue Hua with a bottle of wine in his hand, "Boss Xue, oh no, I should call you Director Xue. Dong Xue is arrogant, what can I teach you?"

Xue Hua raised his hand, and five or six Vietnamese police officers with guns lined up on both sides of him.

Not to be outdone, Xu Weiqiang snapped his fingers, and more than a dozen gang followers also surrounded him.

"This is under the jurisdiction of the Concession, not your gang territory. Xu Weiqiang, if you dare to attack me today, you are openly making an enemy of the Concession Industry Bureau. Now the Industry Bureau is my backer, and I am also a man of courage. You Call me Master Xue respectfully, and say sorry to me, and the grievances and grievances between you and me in the past will be written off."

"Hmph, Master Xue." Xu Weiqiang took a few steps forward and smashed the wine bottle on Xue Hua's head, "I'm sorry, Master Xue, my hands are slippery."

The guests in the ballroom were terrified and fled screaming.

Xue Hua was stunned.

Touching the blood on his head with trembling hands, he let out an "ah" and crazily snatched the gun from the policeman's hand: "Xu Weiqiang, I'm going to fight you!"

Hongying on the stage was also frightened.

The pipa fell to the ground, and she, who was helpless, was held by a hand: "Follow me."

The gunshots were left behind, and Hongying's heart was pounding.She has sung in Xianlemen for nearly two years, and she has encountered a few times of provoking troubles, which are not as serious as this time.

After leaving the back door of the ballroom, An Jing let go of Hongying's hand: "Are you scared? There is a coachman on the opposite side, get out of here quickly."

"Aren't you going?"

"I, after confirming Xu Weiqiang's safety, I'll leave." An Jing said and was about to go to the ballroom

Hongying grabbed her clothes: "Master Jing, it's too dangerous inside!"

"Xu Weiqiang saved my life."

While talking, another group of patrolmen rushed over: "Quick, the gunshots are coming from here."

An Jing pulled Hongying to hide in the alleyway, felt her body trembling, hugged her into her arms and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, when they go in, you hurry up. Go back and have a good sleep, and forget about tonight. gone."

"Are you so nice to every girl?" Hongying held on to An Jing's clothes tightly, "Master Jing has favored me for the past two years, why?"

An imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of An Jing's mouth: "Half a month ago, it was simply to listen to your singing every time I came here to relieve my worries. Today is different. I came here to relieve the doubts in my heart. Under the veil, there is nothing ugly. Yan, is truly a beauty in troubled times."

The situation was critical, and she didn't have time to explain too much.

The hidden identity was exposed, but Hongying's body became less tense: "Master Jing, there are many ways to repay his life-saving grace, don't you risk your life?"

"If I didn't take any risks, I wouldn't be where I am today." An Jing waved for a rickshaw, "Be obedient and go back."

Hongying bit her lip and nodded, knowing that staying would only be a drag on her.

……

Half an hour later, the Xianle Ballroom finally returned to calm.

The number of casualties between the police and the killing gang was almost the same, and Xue Hua was taken to the hospital.Xu Weiqiang was safe and sound, and under the cover of his brothers, he carried the injured An Jing to evacuate from the place of gunpowder.

"I said the surname is An. If you want to leave, you can go quickly. You will come back after you leave. Why, come back and collect the body for me?"

"It's not my turn to collect your body. Xu Weiqiang, is it enough for me to block this shot?"

Xu Weiqiang roared angrily: "What are you paying back! Did I ask you to pay it back? Even if you pay it back, you have spent enough money on me in the past few years. Listen carefully, An Jing, you don't owe me anything." I protect you because of my willingness, Xu Weiqiang, and because of my loyalty to my brothers."

He helped An Jing get into the car, and suddenly a figure rushed towards the car from not far away, and was stopped by brothers from the gang with guns.

"Who? Get out if you don't want to die!"

"Master Qiang, I am Hongying!"

she didn't leave?

An Jing said helplessly: "Let her come over, hurry up."

In front of the car door, Hongying looked at An Jing who was covered in blood, and stared blankly with her eyes wide open.

An Jing frowned: "It's just a shot in the shoulder, you can't die. But if you don't get in the car, we may not be able to leave."

Hongying held back her tears and got into the car.

An Jing said again: "Master Qiang, let's go separately. You leave one person for me to drive, and take the rest away."

"Okay. Hongying, Master Jing will leave it to you. I hope you are a smart person." Xu Weiqiang nodded, agreeing with An Jing's statement.The other party wanted to chase after him, and the main target of the pursuit was also himself.

……

It was Bo Yang who stayed behind to drive, and asked, "Master Jing, where are you going?"

"I can't settle down, I can't do a hotel..."

Hongying heard anxiously: "Not here, not there, you have to die!"

The dignified "Mirror Master" was yelled at again.

An Jing said to Bo Yang: "Bo Yang, go to an unremarkable clinic first when you leave the concession, you still have to die."

Most of Hongying's face was covered by the black veil, An Jing naturally couldn't see her expression, and asked her, "Didn't I tell you to go home? Why didn't you go?"

"If you let me go, I will go? You are not mine, why should I listen to you? Well, stop talking, save your strength and think about the next countermeasure. I will help you heal the wound. on."

Hongying calmed down her emotions, and sat next to An Jing: "I'm not afraid of blood, and I'm not afraid of getting my clothes dirty. I'm afraid that something will happen to you."

An Jing is used to it: "It doesn't matter if I have three ups and two downs, An Shi, and An Xi is here."

"Ten An Xi's may not be better than one An Jing." Hongying wrapped her left hand around An Jing's shoulder, and held a handkerchief in her right hand to press the gunshot wound on her left shoulder.

"Is my brother so bad in your eyes?"

"It's not that he's bad, it's that you are too good. Master Jing, don't you know how good you are?"

"I know now."

An Jing has heard many, many compliments from people from all walks of life.But hearing the simplest "excellence" from Hongying's mouth today made her overjoyed.

She let Hongying hug her very "obediently", and the unique fragrance emanating from Hongying's body made her forget the pain of the wound.

Relying on this little girl who was ten years younger than herself, she experienced unprecedented peace of mind.

"I'll rest for a while, find a place and call me."

"Ah."

Hongying adjusted her sitting posture, straightened her back as much as possible, and got closer to An Jing, so that she could rest her head comfortably on her shoulders.

……

The female nurses in the clinic have already left work, and there is only one male doctor who is over [-] years old.

10 minutes later, the old gentleman also closed.

Gunshot wounds are not uncommon.

After receiving local anesthesia, the process of taking out the bullet went smoothly, and then Yu Yinxia volunteered: "Let me take care of the steps of bandaging and applying the medicine. Please explain to the doctor in detail."

Looking at the wound, Yu Yinxia took several deep breaths before daring to reach out to touch it.She couldn't imagine how painful such a hole would be.

Master Jing, does it hurt?

She wanted to ask, but couldn't ask.

……

The wound was treated in the clinic, and the old man was given a considerable amount of money as a hush money.

An Jing called home and said that she was out on errands and would be back in two days.

Hongying understood her concerns, and resolved her worries: "If Master Jing believes in me, there is a place to go."

An Jing said, "Let me show you the way."

……

Arriving at the destination that Hongying mentioned, An Jing said to Bo Yang: "Thanks for your hard work. I have nothing to do here. You can go back to the Killing Gang and follow Master Qiang's arrangement."

Bo Yang is a sensible person: "Master Jing, take care. I'll drive the car away. I'll clean it up and return it to the Anjia."