"Hey! What did you say?" Brother Biao felt a chill run down his spine when he heard her words. Forget about counting the money, he immediately stood up, pointed at her, and asked.

"That's not what you said before! Didn't you say you were just going to extort money?" Brother Biao frowned and continued.

"What would I need the money for? I don't need it." The woman curled her lips into a smile, lowered her head slightly to conceal the ruthlessness that flashed in her eyes, and then chuckled softly. "Forget it, why bother telling you all this? You just want the money, right? Now that you have it, get out of here! What do you care if she lives or dies? This is quite amusing!"

"No way!" Brother Biao threw the stack of cash he hadn't had time to put down back into the suitcase, then bent down and grabbed the blond-haired guy who was concentrating on counting the money, shouting, "Stop counting!" He quickly stacked the money, closed the suitcase, and picked it up.

While Huang Mao was still completely bewildered, Biao Ge turned around with his suitcase and said to the woman, "We don't want the money anymore, here you go!" He then handed the suitcase over.

"Ha! Interesting!" the woman said with a mocking smile, looking at him disdainfully. "You've only just met her; she's a complete stranger to you. Who are you trying to impress with this?"

As she spoke, she glanced at the building where Shen Zhi Qiu was and sneered, "Do you think she would have any mercy on you if she had a chance to escape and called the police?"

"But you can't kill her!" Brother Biao said firmly. "In our line of work, we only care about money! Nothing else! I can't do anything immoral! Especially not a pregnant woman! Absolutely not!"

Seeing the woman's disbelieving look, Brother Biao quickly kicked the blond-haired man and said sternly, "You tell me, isn't that right?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Whatever my brother Biao says goes, I'm his little brother!" The blond-haired man immediately stood up straight and began to pledge his loyalty.

Brother Biao nodded and continued, "Miss, please go back. Consider this our work as a waste! I'll find a way to quietly send the person upstairs back, so you don't need to worry about that."

The woman crossed her arms and looked at them with a smile, as if she were looking at a ridiculous clown.

Biao ignored the mockery in the woman's eyes and didn't care whether she would take the suitcase or not. He put the suitcase on the ground with great pride, then pulled Huang Mao and prepared to walk into the building.

Suddenly, Brother Biao felt waves of pain shooting through his heart. The pain intensified, and beads of sweat began to appear on his back, quickly soaking through his clothes and leaving a large, dark stain.

Soon, his lips turned from blue to dark purple, his chest contracted sharply, and the toxins began to invade his internal organs. He suddenly felt dizzy, lost his balance, and vomited a mouthful of black blood.

"Brother Biao! What's wrong? What happened?!" Huang Mao was frantic and quickly tried to support Brother Biao, afraid that he would fall down. But Brother Biao was much stronger than him and he couldn't support him at all. He fell straight forward and landed on the ground with a dull thud.

"Brother Biao! Brother Biao! What's wrong with you?!" Huang Mao was so anxious that he almost cried. He grabbed Brother Biao's arm and tried to help him up so he could catch his breath.

But soon, Huang Mao also realized that something was wrong with his body. He felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and finally couldn't help but bend over, clutching his stomach and letting out a wail.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize the problem. He abruptly raised his head, staring at the woman in disbelief, and pointed at her in shock, asking, "It's you! It's you, isn't it? You poisoned us! But, but that's not right, we didn't eat anything! Ah!"

Huang Mao clenched his fingers, so much so that he could barely speak.

"Guess why I don't touch the suitcase?" the woman said, proudly showing them her gloved hand in the air. Then, she slowly pulled off the glove, and the blond-haired man immediately saw that there was another protective glove underneath.

"This poison is colorless and odorless, so ordinary people can't detect it at all. But once it comes into contact with the skin, the poison will invade your internal organs through the pores. If you don't receive timely treatment, you will surely die." The woman smiled. "I really should thank you for choosing such a deserted place. You really have no one to turn to for help! Haha!"

"So you wanted to kill us from the very beginning! You vicious woman! You deserve to die a horrible death!" the blond-haired man cried out in anguish, clutching his chest.

The woman walked quickly to the car, took a brand new pair of gloves and slowly put them on. Then she took a large, thick plastic bag, walked to the suitcase, quickly put the suitcase in, opened the trunk and put the suitcase in, and finally took off the gloves and threw them away.

She glanced down at the two people writhing and struggling on the ground, knowing they were merely clinging to life and no longer posed any threat. With a hint of disdain, she turned her gaze away and began walking towards the building.

In the darkness not far away, Sun Yang, dressed in black with his hat pulled low, stared in the direction the woman had left and said into the phone, "This woman who just arrived has poisoned both kidnappers. I don't think they're going to make a living. She's up to no good. Shen Zhi Qiu inside is probably in danger. What should I do? Should I reveal my identity to rescue her?"

"Follow them. Don't reveal yourself unless your life is in danger. This is Second Master's order!"

"Okay, I got it." Sun Yang jumped up and silently followed, hiding in a corner to closely observe the movements inside.

The woman walked slowly and leisurely, showing no sign of urgency. After all, in this desolate wilderness, it was just her and Shen Zhi Qiu. It could be said that Shen Zhi Qiu's life was firmly in her hands; she could do whatever she wanted with him. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile, and her steps became lighter.

The sound of footsteps echoed even more clearly in the silent factory. Shen Zhi Qiu tried to see clearly with some trepidation, but because her head was covered, she couldn't see anything at all. She could only sense someone approaching her, and a faint, familiar fragrance wafted towards her.

Shen Zhi Qiu's expression changed, and she called out the name of the person who had come: "Xiao Wan Qing!"

"Hehe, you can still recognize me even with my head covered!" Xiao Wanqing laughed heartily, and decided to stop pretending. She ripped off Shen Zhi Qiu's black cloth bag, and the two began to talk face to face.