74 The sadness of that night

After receiving the order of the police department, the Shanghai Armed Police Corps gathered the strength of a squadron to rush to Ziyuan in the shortest time, but at this time, Ziyuan was just like a dead place after a catastrophe. The only thing that could make a sound was the fire that had gradually turned smaller.

After cleaning up the scene, the squadron leader Feng Yuan got a result that stunned himself. There were 232 corpses, of which more than 90% died of gunshot wounds, and many of them were actually people in the youth gang that Feng Yuan knew. Especially after seeing the bodies of Xiao Changhe and Chu Xiaoyun, Feng Yuan was even more It's incredible that the two most powerful bosses of the Youth Gang also died here. So how powerful are their opponents?

There were as many reporters crossing the river for a while. Although they were rejected by the people of the Armed Police Squadron, there were still a few bold reporters who broke through the blockade and came to the inside of the Purple Garden, and the flash flashed constantly in the moonlight.

Feng Yuan frowned and came to a male reporter who was pressing the shutter and said seriously, "Comrade, this place has been blocked. Who let you in?"

"Citizens have the right to know the truth." The male reporter is not worried about his situation at all. He has never seen such big news. Once he gets first-hand information, he is bound to shock the whole country in tomorrow's morning newspaper.

Feng Yuan blocked the camera that was still flashing with his palm and said coldly, "I don't understand the truth about the rights in your mouth, but I'm sure that if you dare to report the things here, you will definitely have a lot of trouble."

"Are you threatening me?" The male reporter raised the corners of his mouth, put away his camera, and stared at Feng Yuan coldly. "I didn't expect the government to have such a face. Now even your army has become such a face. But I'm not afraid to tell you honestly. I've already sent a message on Weibo on the way here. If I'm killed or can't get the truth tonight, you can't stop the mouths of the world. If it really comes at that time, I'm afraid that you, a little captain, will only become a scapegoat. The male reporter's name is Niu Xuanyuan. He is an intern reporter just recruited by Songjiang Evening Class. When he was in the university journalism department, Niu Xuanyuan wanted to be a person who wrote what reporters around the world did not dare to do in the future. He may be stubborn and full of lofty ideals, but he was not stupid. On the way here, he had already thought Well, the purpose of this trip and the worst plan.

Feng Yuan looked at the reporter with a straight face and couldn't help smiling bitterly in his heart. This uninvolved guy really dares to say what the truth is. Does he understand? If the things here are exposed, it will only cause the panic of the people. The underground forces have long been extinct in the newspaper news, but they have to find out the truth. It's really ridiculous. But in the face of such a young man, Feng Yuan couldn't help but touch the blood in his heart. Yes, how much truth has the country hidden in the past 60 years? Maybe these truths are not known to the outside world, but as the young man said, the people are the masters of the country, and they have the right to know the truth.

"That's right. It is said that the reporter has a sharp mouth. I think your mouth is harder than a duck's mouth."

"Comrade Captain, please get out of the way and don't interfere with my work." Niu Xuanyuan said solemnly.

Feng Yuan smiled and stepped back two steps. He looked at Niu Xuanyuan and said, "Little reporter, don't blame me for not reminding you when you move the stone and hit your foot."

Niu Xuanyuan smiled disdainfully and picked up the camera again to find a valuable scene.

An hour ago, Wuxu flew to the east with Xiao Chen, who was unknown, in a helicopter, and Xiao Cao and Ruoxi rode the simple motorcycle straight to Nanjing. Shortly after the group of people left in Wuxu, a group of people from the National Security Bureau brought the unconscious Zhang Qiuling back to the General Hospital of the Beijing Military Region after checking the scene.

On the Shanghai-Nanjing Expressway, a motorcycle is speeding at a speed of more than 200 yards. The motorcycle carries two women with opposite appearances, whether they are dressed or looking, and such two people are naturally Xiaocao and Ruoxi, who just left Ziyuan not long ago.

The motorcycle ran wildly on the road, driving the strong wind. Ruoxi, who was driving, laughed. There was unspeakable excitement between her eyebrows, and thousands of braids flew in the wind and rose like a fairy.

"Xiao Cao, this fairy hasn't cycled like this for a long time." Ruoxi's silver bell-like voice drifted away with the wind.

The grass still snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "There is only one madman like you in the world."

Ruoxi suddenly braked sharply, leaving a series of dark visible traces on the road, "Xiao Cao, why do you always like to fight against this fairy? Do you really think that this fairy dares not kill you?

The smile on Ruoxi's face was even more, but there was a murder in her eyes.

Xiaocao snorted coldly and didn't answer.

"Remember, now you are just my follower, unless one day your status surpasses me."

The motorcycle ran again on the Shanghai-Nanjing Expressway, bringing the sound of wind and clothes, mixed with Ruoxi's laughter, the cold hum of grass, and the roar of the engine.

Ten minutes after the motorcycle was on the road, Ruoxi's eyebrows suddenly frowned, because the woman found a black Hummer in the back mirror, from Ruoxi's discovery of Hummer to Hummer surpassing Ruoxi for a moment.

Although the moon is hazy, Ruoxi still finds that the woman driving in the Hummer seems to be very similar to the goal of her trip.

The motorcycle, which was already flying, speeded up again in Ruoxi's hand, and the engine made a huge roar with Ruoxi and grass chasing the Hummer. But even if Ruoxi increased her horsepower, she still couldn't catch up with Hummer.

"Even if Dingzi's modified motorcycle can run again, do you think you can catch up with the Hummer?"

The sound of the grass floated from behind to Ruoxi's ears, which made the woman more and more crazy. The accelerator of the motorcycle roared to the sky. The woman could not even control the balance, but her eyes stared at the Hummer that was becoming more and more visible in front of her.

The woman in the Hummer also seemed to have found the motorcycle that suddenly rushed behind the car. She smiled at the corners of her mouth and stepped on the accelerator.

A Hummer and a motorcycle played a racing game on the Shanghai-Nanjing Expressway.

The two sides took turns to advance until the end of the Shanghai-Nanjing Expressway that the racing game ended with the sudden stop of the Hummer.

The Hummer's tall door opened, and the woman in white slowly went down with a faint smile at the corners of her mouth, as elegant as the medieval queen of Europe.

After stopping the car next to the Hummer, Ruoxi looked at the woman and giggled, "Zier, I haven't seen you for a long time."

The woman in white is Gardenia. Not long ago, after finishing her conversation with Zhang Qiuling, she drove a Hummer to Shanghai, even earlier than Zhang Qiuling. However, the woman did not enter the Purple Garden, but found a commanding point to watch what happened in the Purple Garden from afar until the red parachute appeared. He slowly went down from the commanding height and was ready to go home, but he didn't expect Ruoxi's motorcycle to run in front of him.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Ruoxi. But it's enough to have me in Nanjing. What are you doing here?" Qi'er asked calmly, with arrogance and even a slight provocation in her tone.

"Oh?" Ruoxi smiled even more crazily, "As far as I know, when you came to Nanjing, you did nothing but kill Xiao Chen Taohua in Kulun Mountain, the blind man in Jiming Mountain and Youchuan. What's more ridiculous is that you even pretended to be pitiful and lied to a man named Xiao Chen. It's ridiculous. We are the most ruthless and bloody. When did the princess become so interested in men?

"It's enough to have me in Nanjing. You'd better get back. If it's bad for me, I will definitely kill you with my own hands." When Qi'er saw Ruoxi's jokery, she couldn't help but be angry, and there was no more politeness in her tone.

"I'm looking forward to it. What does it feel like to die?" A thoughtful look appeared on Ruoxi's face.

"I haven't seen you for a few years. It's really unreasonable that you still like to mess around like this." Gardenia said angrily.

"Metaphor?" Ruoxi laughed crazily, "If there is justice in this world, how could this fairy be put down at the age of 16? Seven men, haha, seven men..." Ruoxi shouted like crazy. After shouting, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Gardenia and complained, "Speaking of which, I have to thank your grandfather. If it weren't for his **, how could I become what I look like today? How can I know that I'm just one of his pawns, what a bullshit master and apprentice, what a bullshit daughter, go to hell.

"Don't talk nonsense with me. What the hell are you doing in Nanjing?"

"Purpose? Naturally, the purpose of this fairy came to Nanjing is to try to let the Lord's precious granddaughter taste what ** is like, and then let his precious granddaughter try what it is like and consequences of being rotated by seven men.

"Presumptuous, Ruoxi." Gardenia shouted suddenly.

"Presumptuous? Haha, let's wait and see. Don't worry, I will never find 7 beglings to come to you. Ruoxi's smile penetrated the sky, but who can understand the sadness under her smiling face?

At the age of ten, she killed people. At the age of 16, she already had countless lives in her hands, but the Lord still gave her **, seven men, seven **. That night, she changed from a girl to a woman, a little crazy woman.

May I ask the world, who can understand the sadness of that night?