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A few minutes later, the car slowly stopped at the back door of Zhang's house.

The guards at the back door looked at Zhang Tianhao and his group without any expression.

"Qiao'er, get off the car, it's almost time!"

Zhang Tianhao opened the car door, then held the box in one hand and helped He Qiaoer get out of the car with the other.

He Hu didn't even get out of the car. After Zhang Tianhao closed the car door, he drove away without even saying goodbye to He Qiaoer.

"Second brother!"

Looking at the exhaust fumes left on the ground, He Qiaoer's eyes turned red and many words were stuck in her throat.

"Qiao'er, let's go in!"

"Ok!"

Zhang Tianhao supported He Qiaoer, told the guard to open the back door, and walked in with He Qiaoer.

As Zhang Tianhao walked into the back door and as it closed, the guards outside, who had originally had numb expressions, suddenly became alert.

It was completely the opposite of the numb expression just now.

"Why do I feel my legs are a little sore? What's wrong?"

"Yeah, what's wrong with me?"

At this time, several guards seemed to come back to their senses and spoke in a low voice.

"What happened just now? How come I don't know anything?"

"I don't know either. Did something happen just now? Aren't we standing guard here?"

"Let me see!"

One of the guards looked up at the sky and immediately asked in confusion, "Aren't you here to change shifts? Why haven't we changed shifts yet?"

"Okay, let's go take a break too, we're really tired!"

A few guards also said a few words, then left without saying anything else, leaving only a few guards who were supposed to change shifts.

The guards inside did the same and followed Zhang Tianhao in.

When He Qiaoer was sent back to her room, the guards inside regained their normal expressions, but they still remembered nothing about what had just happened.

These guards would never have imagined that Zhang Tianhao had been hypnotizing these people since he got up in the morning. Although nothing could be seen from the outside, the fact was that these people remembered nothing.

Especially during the half hour that Zhang Tianhao was out, these people were almost blank.

"Qiao'er, you stay in the back room now. There is no problem with safety. Don't worry about the things at home. I will take care of everything. Do you understand?"

"Ok!"

He Qiaoer also responded and sat on the wedding bed that had been prepared long ago. The red room especially made He Qiaoer's face turn even redder.

Zhang Tianhao also returned to the main house, sat there, and began to check the entire backyard, especially their room.

He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming once again that there was no danger.

He Qiaoer in the room was also relieved when she heard Zhang Tianhao sitting in the hall drinking tea. After all, she had just married and was still a little uncomfortable with the new environment.

Just when she wanted to come out and talk to Zhang Tianhao, she heard bursts of gunfire in the distance.

"Clap clap clap!"

As the gunshots rang out, there were bursts of bombing sounds coming from farther away. Even in the room, she could still feel the terrible consequences of the bombing.

Even though she was already familiar with such scenes, she still felt a little afraid of the bombing.

After all, every time there is a bombing and every time the sound of an airplane is heard, countless people are killed or shot.

"Qiao'er, do you want to hide in the basement? It's still a little unsafe outside."

At this time, Zhang Tianhao pushed open the door of the room, walked in, walked gently to her side, and spoke in a low voice.

"Danger, basement?" He Qiaoer was also confused. After all, going to the basement on the wedding day didn't sound very nice.

"That, that..."

She also stuttered a little, and whispered, "Today is a big day, it's not a good idea to live in the basement, right?"

"There's nothing wrong with that. The basement is safer. After all, who knows if Japanese planes will fly over our heads and bomb our house. You know, our house has been bombed before."

"Really?"

"Well, okay then!"

He Qiaoer was also a little worried, but still followed Zhang Tianhao to the west room.

In fact, they lived in the east room of the main house - the master bedroom, and the basement was in the west room - the second bedroom.

He Qiaoer watched Zhang Tianhao take her to the second bedroom, carefully straightened the basement door and opened the passage.

Then he walked in.

As the two walked in, they saw an oil lamp lit in the basement, and the layout here was almost the same as outside.

It was still a wedding bed, with a big red quilt on it.

"This is……"

“This is for safety reasons!”

"That's right. For safety reasons, most homes now have basements. My family also has a basement. Every day when the Japanese come to bomb, my parents will arrange for us to go into the basement."

"Well, this is best!"

Zhang Tianhao brought down a pot of boiling water and two cups, and sat here to slowly drink tea.

……

While Zhang Tianhao was drinking tea here, Xiaojun was sitting in the car that was used to pick up the bride. He looked at the driver who was beaten to death in front of him, and his face did not look very good.

He thought this time might be dangerous, but he never imagined it would be so dangerous. When the Japanese planes were bombing, there were also gunshots.

The driver in front was killed instantly, and a soldier on the passenger seat took over the driver's job and pushed him out of the car.

Then he started driving, but the front glass was broken and the wind was blowing inside.

The blood on the seat was so conspicuous that it seemed as if the whole car was filled with the smell of blood.

He looked up at the leading car in front of him, which had been smashed beyond recognition. The people in the car, including the driver, were dead beyond death.

The car also crashed directly into a tree on the side and stalled immediately.

Xiaojun did not hesitate at all, but continued to let the new driver drive the car towards the He family. After all, it was only a ten-minute journey, and if the speed was fast enough, the time might be shorter.

"Master, we may not have time to turn back now, we can only rush forward!"

"continue!"

Xiaojun looked at the driver in front, and the driver didn't know that Xiaojun was not Zhang Tianhao. He just thought that Xiaojun was General Zhang Tianhao.

"Let's go to He's Mansion. We'll be safe there."

"it is good!"

The driver increased the speed of the car, but the bullets from both sides hitting the car still made bursts of noise from time to time.

"Damn it, how could this be!!"

The driver cursed again and looked at the car that had just rushed over in front of him and fired at their car. His face twitched. Obviously, he had not expected that the assassination attempt on them this time was a premeditated and planned assassination.

Moreover, the assassination took place in Chongqing, an area where many important people live. Even the driver was puzzled, because the guard patrols here are no different from those in other places.

Almost every household has guards and guns, not to mention the many patrols around.

But since they heard the gunshots, they haven't seen any patrols here, or in other words, they haven't seen any patrols since they left home. (End of this chapter)