In Chengdu in 1933, the night was like ink, and every corner was filled with the smell of intrigue and power. Liu Wenhui's turf,
Political celebrations were held in the mansion, and politicians exchanged smiles and interests, but Adjutant Yang Bingyun showed no interest.
He decides to go out and kidnap a businessman for extra income. He motioned to the guards
Quietly approached Bai Zhiping's residence. Suddenly, a carriage slowly stopped in front of the mansion
Bai Zhiping stepped down from the carriage with a hurried expression. Guard 1 asked in a low voice, "Do you want to do it now?"Yang Bingyun narrowed his eyes
Holding the gun in his hand tightly, he replied in a deep voice: "When he enters the door, let's take action." ”。The air around me froze
Everyone's heartbeat was unusually clear in the silence of the night. The sound of gunfire pierced the night sky, and Bai Zhiping struggled
But unexpected gunfire attracts patrolling soldiers, and the kidnapping plan fails. The vehicle sped away, leaving the patrolling soldiers puzzled.
Yang Bingyun realized that the situation was critical, and he hurriedly shouted to the guards"Hurry up,
Don't let them come and do it again!"His eyes flashed with anxiety and urgency. The vehicle started abruptly in the dust
Gallop away into the night. When Liu Wenhui learned of this, he decided to keep Yang Bingyun's position for the time being, but warned him that he must be more careful in the future. The whole event became a small episode of that turbulent era, which slowly sank into the long river of history as time passed.