Chapter 47 Wen Qingchuan Arrives It gets
dark very early in the winter night, and the moon hangs in the sky like a hook.
The faint moonlight can only dimly illuminate the dark alley.
Wen Qingchuan and Shen Xu quickly checked the surrounding area, but found nothing.
"Boss, the military district has already paid attention to it and requires strict inspection of vehicles leaving the city. The remaining people are estimated to be here in ten minutes."
Wen Qingchuan's face was not good, but he still hummed.
Shen Xu wanted to comfort him, but Wen Qingchuan in front suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?"
"Did you hear any sound?" Wen Qingchuan whispered.
Shen Xu: "No, did you hear it wrong, boss?"
"No, that was Sang Yu's voice just now!"
Wen Qingchuan's face changed, and he immediately ran in the direction of the sound just now.
Shen Xu sighed and ran over quickly. Panting, he
reached the deepest part of the alley. When he turned the corner, Shen Xu saw a few people standing in the distance.
Then he heard the voice of Shen Sangyu, who was almost going crazy because of what they were looking for.
"Now, who else dares to come!"
Shen Xu's heart shuddered. It was too late now, and he could only see a few figures clearly.
She recognized Shen Sangyu's back at a glance.
At this time, the boss next to him had already run out, his tone was more anxious than ever: "Sangyu!"
Shen Xu hurriedly followed, but when he got closer, he was stunned.
Shen Xu stared at Zhou Xinghua in front of him dully, and he immediately reacted: "Did you kidnap Shen Sangyu?!!"
Zhou Xinghua is crazy!
Shen Sangyu didn't look at Zhou Xinghua's reaction, but she knew that Wen Qingchuan had finally found her.
At this moment, she felt as if there was something blocking Shen Xu's voice, and she couldn't hear it clearly. Her reaction was also a little slower than usual, but she could feel a pair of hands hugging her waist.
"Wen Qingchuan?"
Shen Sangyu felt pain all over her body, and she didn't even have the strength to raise her head.
"I'm here."
Wen Qingchuan was still breathing heavily, and there was a slight tremor in his voice.
Shen Sangyu's hanging heart finally fell, and her tense waist and abdomen finally relaxed, followed by a sour nose: "Why did you come just now! I almost died."
It's not that she had never encountered assassinations in her previous life, but there were always many people protecting her, which made her have no resistance to unknown risks.
She didn't realize Zhou Xinghua's murderous intentions towards her, nor did she realize that she was being followed along the way.
Shen Sangyu broke down and cried in Wen Qingchuan's arms, saying that her head hurt, then her legs hurt, and finally she hurt all over her body. Wen Qingchuan
felt pain in his heart when he heard Shen Sangyu's cry, and her tears hitting his arm seemed so hot that they could burn a hole in him.
"Sangyu, sit down and rest first. Believe me, I will make sure they get the punishment they deserve. Believe me, okay?"
Wen Qingchuan's tone was gentle and he seemed to be very patient, but in fact, he was already filled with rage.
"Zhou Xinghua, what you did is a crime."
Wen Qingchuan's voice was bone-chillingly cold, and Zhou Xinghua felt as if there were nails under his feet, and his mind went blank.
The remaining three thugs wanted to run, but were stopped by Shen Xu. Wen Qingchuan didn't even need to take action, as he took care of the three in a short time.
Shen Xu acted decisively, and the three of them lay on the ground wailing and crying out in pain.
Wen Qingchuan lowered his eyes: "Shen Xu, the people from the military district should be here soon, go out and take a look, and take them all to the police station."
Shen Xu hummed, and glanced at Zhou Xinghua with concern.
Wen Qingchuan knew what Shen Xu meant: "Don't worry, she can't run away."
Shen Xu left after hearing this.
Zhou Xinghua was exposed, and was in a panic. He looked at Wen Qingchuan with a worried look in his eyes: "Qingchuan, listen to my explanation. I just want to teach Shen Sangyu a lesson. I don't want her life. I..."
Shen Sangyu had calmed down a lot at this time. Her tone was weak but mocking: "Why, you didn't want my life, so I should thank you for sparing my life?"
Wen Qingchuan's face was cold, but he just saw Shen Sangyu's head covered in blood in the faint moonlight, so he didn't have time to care about Zhou Xinghua.
"Sangyu, how do you feel now?"
It would have been better if Wen Qingchuan didn't ask. After asking, Shen Sangyu's face turned pale, and the severe pain in her calf became more and more intense.
"My forehead hurts, and my leg...my leg seems to be broken."