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Today¡¯s party was originally a banquet for Gu Ming. After Feng Qu arrived, this group of people took Feng Qu as the center and took the time to familiarize themselves with him, and also to find out the recent trend of the military government.
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Qu Qinghe, the editor-in-chief of "Children's News", who used to despise Gu Ming the most, is now convinced of her. The newspaper he runs has nothing to do with politics, and a man no younger than a young man still wants to gain favor in front of Feng Qu. So he sat next to her and chatted.
Talking about his own newspaper, his face was full of smiles: "Thanks to Mr. Gu's guidance, the sales volume of the newspaper has greatly increased now. Even my little grandson likes to read it."
Gu Ming was drunk, "The newspaper edited by Qu is for children, but I also want to start a magazine specifically for women."
Feng Qu listened attentively, and other newspaper editors discussed the feasibility of this matter with her, paying attention to her from the corner of his eye from time to time.
In the circle of intellectuals, the atmosphere of chatting is relatively relaxed, without the political intrigues and competing interests, and there is even a bit of cuteness.
Gu Ming seems to be very adaptable to this kind of situation. She is relaxed and casual. From time to time, editors-in-chief of various newspapers come over to chat with her, mostly about newspaper sales and problems encountered. Everyone just exchanges their experiences.
It was a very pleasant meal. It was getting late, and the editors-in-chief met to say goodbye. After everyone dispersed, only Feng Qu and Gu Ming were left on the table.
Gu Ming stood up, a little drunk, and her feet were a little dazed, trying to stay awake to say goodbye to Feng Qu.
Feng Qu pulled her: "I'll take you back."
"Thank you, I can go back by myself." Gu Ming walked to the door of the hotel and found that Feng Qu's driver had already driven the car to the side of the road. Ying Chao opened the door and greeted him.
Feng Qu grabbed her wrist and said patiently, "You are already drunk, so there is no need to hold on."
Changes happen in an instant.
The car exploded at the same time, and the driver in the car was buried in the flames before he even had time to shout for help. Being too close, Feng Qu's first subconscious reaction was to hold her in his arms and throw her to the ground. When he landed, he even remembered to protect her head from bumping.
He pressed down heavily. If it hadn't been for the middle of winter and he was wearing several layers of clothes, his back would have been burned by the air waves. The blown-up passenger door of the car smashed down and landed on his flesh and blood body. He couldn't help but feel depressed. Hum.
Ying Chao was also overturned by the air wave and shouted: "Master's seat¡ª¡ª"
Gu Ming was completely frightened out of her drunken state. She only felt pain in her fallen bones and was so scared that she could not move.
Then there was a loud burst of gunfire.
Feng Qu¡¯s eyes were deep, as if they were hiding a thousand words. At that moment, a ridiculous thought even came to Gu Ming¡¯s mind: His eyes seemed to be in love with her.
He opened the car door, rolled on the spot with Gu Ming in his arms, extinguished the flames burning on his body, dodged the bullets that followed, and dragged her towards the store.
Ying Chao was injured and was crawling over. Before rushing into the store, Gu Ming only felt a huge pain in his legs and at the same time in his waist. He couldn't help but exhale, suspecting that he had been penetrated by a bullet. , almost fell to the ground, wishing to roll on the ground, but Feng Qu picked him up, half hugged and half hugged him, and the two rushed into the store.
The gunfire outside continued, and it seemed that Ying Chao was exchanging fire with someone. Feng Qu lowered his head and saw that her leg was bleeding. He picked her up and rushed toward the kitchen.
The waiters, shopkeepers and diners in the restaurant were all scared and hid in all directions. He rushed into the back kitchen and looked around. He soon found a small door in the back hall of the kitchen. He opened the door and looked around. He found that he faced an alley behind.
Feng Qu put down Gu Ming and squatted down: "Climb up and hold me tight."
Gu Ming's consciousness was a little dizzy from the pain. After a moment of hesitation, her desire to survive finally drove her to climb onto his back. There was a smell of blood in her nose, and her hands were wet: "Your back is injured?"
Feng Qu took out his pistol, held her in one hand and walked out of the small door, closed it behind him, and walked into the dark alley: "It doesn't matter."
The weather was very bad that night, so Feng Qu carried her for a while. The alley extended in all directions, and even after walking far away, he could still hear the sound of gunshots in the hotel.
His steps were fast, but his breathing was steady. Later, when he heard someone chasing him in the distance, Feng Qu joked: "Ah Ming, if I die one day, will you be sad?"
Gu Ming gritted her teeth and endured the pain and said: "The harm will last for thousands of years!" The wounds on her legs and waist and abdomen were bleeding all the time.I wonder if I will bleed to death soon, and secretly wonder if I have done some good things recently, which is why I am in this disaster?
Feng Qu laughed: "I'm not a good person here, am I?"
He could hear Gu Ming gritting her teeth and breathing heavily. His heart ached, and he was afraid that she would fall asleep, so he could only tease her and keep talking.
Gu Ming perfunctoryly said to him: "Young Marshal, you must put the overall situation first. Personal gains and losses of momentary honor and disgrace are nothing. You must be able to benefit the people."
Every time Feng Qu took a step, she suspected that the wound on her waist and abdomen would be broken open, and maybe the white intestines would flow out of it in the next moment. People who are about to die are also good at words. She finally said: " Actuallyyou are not a bad person." To a certain extent, if it is not considered by extremely harsh standards, he can even be considered a good person. For the soldiers in the army and the people of Rongcheng, he is nothing but a good person. Duty is due.
There is never an absolute standard to judge a person in this world. You always judge others from your own perspective.
Feng Qu smiled silently: "In the future you will find that I am not bad either."
The people who were chasing after him divided into several groups, and soon a group of people chased in their direction. Feng Qu put Gu Ming down, leaned against the door of a house, and took the lead in firing in the darkness.
Gu Ming's memory of that night was a little blurry. She only knew that the gun battle was very fierce. The wounds on her legs and waist and abdomen were very painful and bleeding. Gradually, her body became a little cold. She couldn't help but shiver a little and became very nervous. I'm about to wake up, but I'm confused again.
Feng Qu¡¯s marksmanship was very accurate. Although the attackers identified his location, after being killed several times on the spot, they temporarily turned off the fire and did not dare to touch him.
It was extremely dark, and the sound of gunshots alerted the soldiers patrolling the street. Someone seemed to be running in the distance. Before the reinforcements arrived, Gu Ming's consciousness was already in a trance.
She was half asleep, and heard someone reporting something to Feng Qu. She was held in Feng Qu's arms, and she felt cold all over. The auditory hallucinations caused by excessive blood loss, nausea, and tinnitus were all amplified, and she doubted her health. In her dream, someone kept calling her: "Ah Ming, wake up."
At that time, Feng Qu touched her cheek and felt that it was cold. He didn't know whether it was the cold weather in the twelfth lunar month that had hit her, or whether it was caused by the blood loss from the gunshot wound on her body.
More than an hour ago, she was laughing at Yan Yan who was drinking with everyone, her face painted red, but now she was dying in his arms.
Recently, Hu Qi was arrested, and some of the patrolmen were also sent to jail. The patrol was replaced by the Yucheng garrison, all armed with live ammunition. After hearing the sound of gunfire and rushing over, they saw Feng Qu injured, and he was shocked: "Master, are you okay?" Bar?"
Feng Qu: "Hurry and find a car. We need to go to the Western Hospital immediately. Miss Gu suffered a gunshot wound."
When Gu Ming rushed forward, Feng Qu guessed that she had a gunshot wound in her leg. Someone on patrol brought a flashlight and turned it on to take a photo. He found that she indeed had a gunshot wound in her right leg, but at this moment her face was pale. Feng Qu then Pulling open her cashmere coat to inspect it, she suddenly gasped.
She was wearing a light-colored cheongsam today, and her waist and abdomen were now a shocking red color. The blood soaked the cheongsam, and the blood stains continued to increase. He panicked, pressed the wound with both hands, and shouted angrily: "Where is the car? Where¡¯s the car?¡±
He didn't know that the garrison patrolling the street had stopped a car somewhere on the street and commandeered it on the spot. When it drove over, the car still smelled of perfume. He picked up Gu Ming and got into the back seat, urging: "Hurry up. Go to the hospital!¡±
Gu Ming was already unconscious. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com