Chapter 1632 Canary (5)
It is true that a big shot is coming.
Military vehicles lined up and stopped at the entrance of the huge mansion.
The soldiers who had just come off the battlefield were all iron-blooded and resolute. They got off the military vehicles and walked extremely fast.
The deputy chief of staff stepped forward and went to a car in the middle.
Stand at attention, take a break, and salute.
Under the evacuation of the army, the streets have become empty, and there are no shadows of civilians.
There are heavily guarded military guards everywhere, holding guns in their hands, and the atmosphere is cold and dead.
In the courtyard of the mansion, where there was no sound of crying at first, under the pressure of the military guards, all the voices were silenced.
One by one, they all knelt there, not daring to make a sound.
Line up and go out to the side door.
Chunhua helped her young lady who was about to lose consciousness, and slowly stood up.
Miss is weak, and the weight on her body is like cotton, light and light, as if it will go with the wind in the next second, and disappear.
Under the cover of the cloak, her white and delicate face was already chilled by the wind.
Long and thin eyelashes drooping, eyes closed, already unable to open.
Still coughing hard, one after another.
It was so weak that it looked like a small animal before it died, it couldn't even utter a cry, and it was almost about to fall down.
It looks pitiful but adds a touch of style.
It makes people feel soft-hearted.
Couldn't bear the beauty to disappear, one of the guards quietly walked up to Chunhua and whispered to her.
"When you go out, you will be arranged in a house in the west of the city. Then you can go to the doctor. No one should stop you..."
"Jiang Hong! You are crazy!"
A person next to him pulled him away, "How dare you help her now!?"
"In case the news of where they are placed gets out and there will be consequences, how many lives will you have to resist when you see it!"
Like kicking a bag of irrelevant garbage.
The soldiers were so strong that Chunhua was kicked down directly.
The weak person leaning on Chunhua has no strength in his body.
After such a big movement, he fell heavily to the ground.
The slender white fingers sank deep into the ground, and the sharp stone shone cut through her delicate skin.
She was wearing a snow-white cloak, and her long hair was hanging down, like a peony flower that had lost its support, and fell lightly into the dust.
Contaminated with the coldness of the ground.
Poor sick and delicate girl, her delicate eyebrows are frowned, and her moist and seductive eyes are slightly opened.
Coughing so hard that he couldn't even stand up.
He could only fall there, supporting himself with all his strength.
As her vision gradually became hazy, she slowly lowered her eyelids, her breath—weak and exhausted.
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At some point, the surrounding voices quieted down.
Only the gentle sound of military boots sounded.
The sound of resting and saluting, Chunhua's sobbing and crying, seemed to disappear in the gentle and steady sound of military boots.
The sound of military boots stopped in front of her, and she didn't move for a long time.
The person who had no strength to stand up had his thin white fingers stuck in the mud and was stained with dust.
The heavy eyelids made her unable to even lift them up.
With misty eyes, she quietly looked at the person standing in front of her.
Didn't say a word, his plain face was pale.
The man in military uniform standing in front of her seemed to smile without a trace.
(end of this chapter)