But I don't know if it was because he was too flustered.

Suddenly the wheelchair flipped forward.

With a "thud," Cheng Siyang tumbled off his wheelchair.

"Si Yang!" Tong Yilin shouted.

When Rong Shang saw that her phone was broken, she loosened her grip on her hair.

Tong Yilin immediately ran towards Cheng Siyang.

After she helped Cheng Siyang up from the ground, she turned around and looked at him with a somewhat unpleasant expression. "Ye Zhaoxue, you've already broken the phone, and the videos are all gone. Please let us go."

It's ridiculous, isn't it? They clearly came with chips.

But then they ended up begging her.

Cheng Siyang coughed in anger.

But……

"He hasn't deleted the videos from his phone yet."

It was unclear how she knew that Cheng Siyang also had that video on his phone. When the woman's nonchalant voice came from the front, Cheng Siyang instinctively clutched his pocket.

He didn't want to take it out.

Rong Shang stared at him for several seconds.

Finally losing patience, she narrowed her eyes.

The other person inexplicably slipped, and even with Tong Yilin supporting him, it was no use; he still fell.

"Si Yang."

"Useless!" Cheng Siyang pounded the floor and cursed Tong Yilin.

Tong Yilin was a little annoyed, but she still obediently came up from behind.

"I'll give you three seconds to think it over and decide whether you want to hand it over."

Rong Chang glanced at her watch, preparing to count.

In front, Tong Yilin whispered in Cheng Siyang's ear, trembling, "Hurry up and take it out, then we can leave."

Anyway, the old lady's surveillance camera is still there, so I just need to make one more trip.

They were talking.

"three."

Rong Shang walked over from the front.

The two of them were speechless.

What about one and two?

She's a real scoundrel.

Cheng Siyang felt very unhappy.

At this moment, the bright light from above shone down, and the red marks on his outstretched neck were very obvious.

After a few seconds of silence, as the woman walked in front of him, Cheng Siyang gritted his teeth and took out his phone from his pocket.

He handed it over with a "snap".

The phone was slapped to the ground, and the screen shattered instantly.

Cheng Siyang, "..."

Does it mean you don't have hands, or you can't delete it?

Why did you smash his phone?

"Get out!"

A cold, stern voice came from above, and they breathed a sigh of relief. Tong Yilin pushed a wheelchair from behind, and with great effort, she helped Cheng Siyang into the wheelchair before hurriedly pushing it toward the door.

A short while later, the door opened.

Their figures gradually disappeared through the doorway.

Rong Shang's phone rang.

She glanced at it; it was Nan Qiyu calling.

I was just about to answer the phone when—

[Haha, got the shot, didn't you? Now so many people know she has superpowers, Ye Zhaoxue is finished.] Tong Yilin's gloating voice came from several meters away.

Rong Shang paused, then looked up at the doorway, her eyes narrowing.

Cheng Siyang's voice followed, "[Tch, isn't it all just to provoke her?]"

Cough cough, damn it, I almost died at her hands just now.

Oh, I see.

This is a trap.

She was wondering why Cheng Siyang, who already knew she had superpowers, would still be so reckless as to threaten her.

Ah, interesting.

With a slight upturn of her rosy lips, Rong Shang slowly raised her head, her sharp gaze sweeping around the room.

Before long, she found the needle-type surveillance camera hidden in the corner.

His sinister gaze was fixed inside, and his once shimmering eyes were now tinged with a dark aura.

A cool breeze swept in through the window, and she narrowed her eyes dangerously.

It was as if something had penetrated through, and the monitor screen flickered and then went completely black.