Shen Qiuhua in the car glanced at the rearview mirror, she had learned to see the driver's expression through this thing. "Should you wake up?"
Zhao Ming opened his eyes and did not look back. "Miss Shen is a powerful character."
"I've encountered too many things like falling asleep. I don't need to look at it anymore, I can tell it just by listening to my breathing." Shen Qiuhua smiled, "I and Yang Qiong have nothing to hide from you. Mr. Chen has never shown up, so it can be seen that he sent you to monitor us. This also shows that you are his confidant."
Zhao Ming was a little embarrassed, "I don't count as a confidant. I knew that Mr. Chen was good to me, so I was loyal to him. Mr. Chen told me to pay attention to you, but he didn't let me monitor you. He still believes in you very much. ."
"Businessmen value profit. It's normal to gather for profit, and to leave after profit. In fact, Yang Qiong and I are also businessmen. After all, we are also here for profit." She said softly, in this silent night, in In this closed space, there is a power that directly hits the heart.
"Miss Shen, why do I always feel that your speech is very special, as if it's different from our ordinary people. Er... To be honest, I can't quite understand what you mean." Zhao Ming is a very sincere young man, he I don't like to keep words in my heart. Now that the chatterbox is open, let's say something.
Shen Qiuhua naturally didn't care. She has traveled through thousands of years, and it's okay to say something that doesn't belong to this era. It wasn't meant for Zhao Ming, so he didn't accommodate his understanding. "You stay calm, be careful what happens on our side."
"Oh, good." Zhao Ming obediently looked at the vast night outside the car window.
Yang Qiong had already ran to the trash can and found that the woven bag she left behind was still there, and it seemed that it had not been touched at all. Yang Qiong looked around and found no one. "Sure enough, I'm testing, I really can hold my breath." She said, turning around and walking back. After walking a few steps, I saw the flashing headlights in the distance.
It was not the headlights of one car, but the headlights of a dozen cars on at the same time. At the same time, Joan Young’s phone rang. She saw the name "Qiuhua" and immediately connected.
On the other side of the phone was Shen Qiuhua's voice, "If something goes wrong, let's go first. Take care of yourself!" The phone hung up, quite decisively, without any sloppiness.
Yang Qiong smiled. This is her woman, even in the face of danger, she can always make the most correct choice.
Their car had already rushed out at full speed. Yang Qiong even whistled in the mood. A luxury car is a luxury car, and the ability to accelerate instantly is really nothing to say.
Three out of a dozen cars had already chased out. In the rest of the car, a group of people with sharp weapons got out.
"Hey! I'll call the police if you come again!" Yang Qiong saw that the group of people had already rushed over to him, and immediately threatened him unceremoniously.
"All you want is for you to call the police," one of them muttered.
Yang Qiong raised her eyebrows, and she really made Qiuhua guess. These people were sent by Zheng Dongheng to create a scandal in the Chen family. "If you have the ability, don't call the police!" Yang Qiong was not polite after releasing harsh words. He took a short sword out of his clothes.
In the previous life, learning swordsmanship with Mo Ye and Ouyang Ting in the palace was quite effective. Although Ouyang Ting always takes blows, she has undoubtedly become a master of swordsmanship. After returning to the modern age, Yang Qiong felt that she was really not used to it without the Moonlight Sword. So she asked a friend to help her find out if there was a short sword of the same size as the Moonlight Sword. Not long ago, she really received one. The sword is a good sword, but unfortunately the owner is too careless and has a lot of rust, and I don't know what it was used for before. It took her a long time to get the sword sharp again.
These are controlled knives, which she usually doesn't use. I didn't know what to expect when I came out this time, so I hid it in my clothes. Fortunately, it was just the beginning of spring at this time, the weather was still cold, and everyone was wearing a lot of clothes, so no one noticed that they hid a short sword.
Seeing her fiddling around for a long time and taking out such a short sword, the other party couldn't help showing a look of disdain. Is this woman here to juggle? Who still has a sword this year
More than 20 people didn't say hello, and they didn't mean to say hello. As soon as he came over, he directly attacked the guy, and he didn't show mercy because Yang Qiong was a woman.
"I'm welcome to come here again!" Yang Qiong was very happy here, but it was a pity that no one on the other side listened to her.
When the weapon came, Yang Qiong wanted to prove that she was telling the truth. The dagger was unsheathed, and the cold cold light became more and more gloomy against the background of the moonlight and the headlights. Yang Qiong felt a long-lost familiarity, "You should also be called 'Yingyue'." After saying this in a soft voice, Yang Qiong showed no mercy.
Zhao Ming's driving skills are very good. He drove the car through the deserted city. Three cars followed, not too slow.
"Where are we going?" Zhao Ming still asked when he was busy.
"You are free, anyway, our purpose is to take them around in circles." Although Shen Qiuhua said it lightly, she felt uncomfortable. It was the first time she encountered such a fast speed, and she was about to vomit.
Zhao Ming had a bitter face. "Miss, tell me a destination anyway."
Shen Qiuhua covered his mouth, trying to restrain the nausea that came up from time to time. Yang Qiong was always on her mind. Although she hung up the phone very decisively just now, it was only her rational choice. And emotionally, she would rather stay with Yang Qiong now and face danger together.
you will be fine. I know.
The hard-working Zhao Ming continued to circle with his three tails by virtue of his superb driving skills. But he has already seen that the other three cars are reducing the space he can drive. "Miss Shen, if it goes on like this, you will be caught up sooner or later!"
Shen Qiuhua frowned, "Go back to Philips Plaza."
"What?" Zhao Ming said these two words with another line change.
"You heard right, go back to Feili Plaza." Shen Qiuhua endured the most uncomfortable stage of motion sickness, and now feels a little better. But she didn't dare to look at the scenery that was passing by quickly outside the car window, and she felt sick after reading it.
There are bloodstains everywhere in Philips Square. Yang Qiong was sitting on a bench in the square, wrapping her wound with a bandage. In front of her, more than twenty people were all lying on the ground.
The shrill sound of motors in the distance pierced the night sky. Yang Qiong raised her head, and in the blink of an eye, the familiar license plate number had appeared in front of her.
"Fortunately, it's fine. Zhao Ming is not bad." She grumbled as she grasped the dagger in her hand.
As Zhao Ming stopped the car, the three cars behind followed closely. The drivers had just stopped the car when one of the drivers was pulled out of the open window and thrown to the ground.
Before the driver could speak, his body was already trampled, "Listen, I don't want to talk nonsense. There are already so many corpses over there as your experience and lessons. Hurry up if you are sensible, don't wait for me to kill." Yang Qiong At this time, he was covered in blood, and it looked really scary.
"Hey! Take it easy! Your shoulders are about to break! We were hired to drive, and we don't know anything else." The driver fell to the ground and said loudly.
Yang Qiong didn't listen to this idea at all, "Why didn't you explain clearly when you were chasing the car?"
At this time, six or seven people have gotten off the three cars. He also held a sharp weapon in his hand, but no one stepped forward. After all, there were more than 20 people lying there in the distance, and the scene was too scary.
"Go back and spread the word, we want to see Zheng Dongheng." Shen Qiuhua rolled down the car window, his voice clear.
The few people looked at each other and silently returned to the car. Yang Qiong also released the unlucky driver. After a while, the three cars drove away.
Shen Qiuhua had long noticed Yang Qiong's injury. Seeing that the other party was gone, he no longer pretended to be, showing a worried look. "Let me see your injury."
"I'm fine, there are several skin injuries. There are too many people on the other side." Yang Qiong is not three heads and six arms, and it is inevitable to suffer several injuries.
"You really killed all those people?" Zhao Ming's voice was shaking. If this is true, he will call the police immediately.
"Are you stupid? Wouldn't you be a murderer if you killed me?" Yang Qiong gave him a white look and got into the car. "I beat them all down. Injuries are inevitable, but they can't die."
"Then why are we tossing so much tonight?" Zhao Ming didn't understand.
"Knock on the mountain and shake the tiger." Shen Qiuhua looked at Yang Qiong's wound and found that although it seemed dangerous, most of it was the blood of others, and Yang Qiong herself was fine. It has now been sterilized and bandaged.
Seeing that the end of the bandage on her arm was tied into a bow, Yang Qiong's expression twisted a little. "this… "
"Huh?" Shen Qiuhua raised her head, with that look of "just talk about it if you are dissatisfied", which made Yang Qiong swallow her saliva.
"This bow is very delicate."
The incident at Philips Plaza alerted the police and the media. Local TV stations covered it up, but oddly no one went any further and just characterized the incident as a street fight.
Nestled in the guest room of the Chen family villa, Yang Qiong enjoyed the service of Shen Qiuhua. That mood... happy like a fairy!
He opened his mouth to swallow an apple fed by Shen Qiuhua, Yang Qiong turned his head and saw that Shen Qiuhua was flipping through the phone.
"New news?" she asked, craning her neck.
"I have a new idea." Shen Qiuhua put down the phone and said with a smile.
"What do you think, talk about it."
"Why do you think Zheng Dongheng is blackmailing Chen Siqi for 20 million? As a wealthy businessman, he should not be short of this money."
Receiving the expectant look from the other party, Yang Qiong nodded solemnly, "So your conclusion is..."
"Zheng Dongheng hired someone to create this scandal, and the hired person not only wanted Zheng Dongheng's remuneration, but also wanted to make more money. We said before that this was a premeditated accident. Now it seems that there are a lot of accidents. Ah." Shen Qiuhua's mind didn't turn very fast, but it was accurate. The education she has received since childhood, years of experience in the deep palace, and the talent for strategizing have made her a master of planning people's hearts.