Shen Ning's face darkened and she said, "I can do whatever I want. You don't need to say more. Since you are afraid of death, then just go and I will go by myself."
She whipped the horse's butt hard, and the horse let go of its hooves and ran very fast. In the blink of an eye, it left the Thousand-faced Young Master far behind, and she didn't even look back.
The Thousand-faced Young Master looked at her retreating back with dumbfounded eyes. He originally wanted to persuade her not to go to the front line to die. If they encountered the South Vietnamese army, they would be trampled to pieces by thousands of troops.
But I didn’t expect that she would be so unafraid of death!
Well, since she wants to die, he is not willing to accompany her. He still wants to keep this life and enjoy happiness.
Since that girl insisted on having her own way, just let her go. Her death in the hands of the South Vietnamese army was equivalent to indirectly avenging him. He should raise his hands to applaud her for being angry.
Young Master Qianmian snorted, turned his horse's head, and returned along the way he came, running in the opposite direction to Shen Ning.
The distance between the two is getting farther and farther.
The young man with a thousand faces galloped away, feeling happy.
It won't be long before the enemy he hates so much in his heart will be trampled into mud by a horse and die beyond recognition.
He even started humming a song proudly.
But after a while, his singing stopped suddenly, the smile on his face disappeared, and he suddenly reined in the horse's head.
No, if that girl dies, what will happen to these two big bulges on his chest
"Are you going to let me carry this bulging chest for the rest of my life? No, absolutely not!"
Only then did Mr. Qianmian understand why Shen Ning left so happily without looking back, because she had arrived long ago and sooner or later he would catch up and beg her.
Two voices were fighting in his heart.
A voice told him to go as far as possible. Even if he had two hills on his chest for the rest of his life, it was still better than dying under the iron heel of the South Vietnamese army. The worst he could do was to tie a cloth strip on his chest for the rest of his life!
Another voice told him to catch up immediately, agree to fulfill her conditions, obtain the antidote and become a normal man.
The latter voice gradually overwhelmed the first.
Because if he lives like a coward and doesn't dare to stand up in front of others, then it would be better to die!
"Come on! I'll fight! I still don't believe it. With my wisdom and mind, I will die under the rebel army? What's more, that girl is not a vegetarian, how can she be willing to leave her sweetheart behind? She must have a way to escape by running to the front line like this, so I'd better catch up quickly, lest that girl disappears without a trace! As for revenge, it's not too late in ten years!"
He murmured to himself, turned his horse's head, and galloped in the direction where Shen Ning disappeared.
Shen Ning heard the sound of horse hooves approaching behind her, but she didn't look back.
Young Master Qianmian was sweating profusely as he ran, and finally caught up with him. He followed Shen Ning and said, "Auntie, I'm back!"
Shen Ning just said "hmm" and didn't ask any more questions.
Her eyes fell on the front, and she saw that the road ahead was filled with people. There were thousands of people at least, old and young, men and women. They all looked frightened, carrying baggage on their backs as if they were running for their lives. .
Shen Ning reined in the horse, jumped down, led the horse to meet the group of people, stopped in front of a middle-aged man, and bowed politely.
"Uncle, may I ask what's wrong with you? But is there something big going on ahead?"