Chapter 435: This is called a scratch? Not serious?

When Shen Que rushed over, it was already midnight.

The woman who was knocked unconscious by Meng Zhiyi woke up and saw that the gangsters were all beaten to death. She was so scared that she looked at Meng Zhiyi as if she was looking at the god of death.

And the Grim Reaper was still forcing her to cook.

Meng Zhiyi held a machete on his shoulder and followed the woman closely, staring at her making pancakes for him.

Afraid she would poison him.

When Shen Que climbed over the wall in the dark, he heard Meng Zhiyi and the woman talking at cross purposes, each speaking a language that the other could not understand.

Seeing that she was full of energy, I felt relieved.

"Yiyi." He walked forward and called softly.

Hearing the voice, Meng Zhiyi turned around and walked towards him quickly. Before she could say anything, Shen Que stared at her bandaged arm and asked concernedly, "Are you injured? Is it serious?"

"It's just a minor scratch, it's nothing. You came at the right time. She doesn't understand what I'm saying, so you can communicate with her and ask her what her relationship with those people is."

Meng Zhiyi pulled him to the kitchen. When the woman saw another man coming, the fear on her face became even more intense.

Fortunately, Shen Quehui was able to talk and figure out the woman's identity in just a few minutes.

She was originally a cook hired by the sugar factory, but after her employer shut down the factory some time ago, she left with her family overnight.

The woman didn't get her salary, so she had to stay in the factory waiting for her boss to come back.

In the end, instead of waiting for the employer, someone from the industrial park came.

Those people occupied the place with the document that the employer rented the processing plant to them, but they also paid the woman as usual and asked her to stay and cook.

After listening to Shen Que's retelling, Meng Zhiyi looked at the woman with a long gaze.

I don't quite believe what she said.

"Take her away too. I always feel that she is not telling the truth." Meng Zhiyi said quietly after taking the last bite of the cake.

Shen Que naturally would not refute his wife, he nodded.

Afterwards, Meng Zhiyi took the woman and Shen Que to the workshop, where they saw the undercover police officers who had been tortured beyond recognition.

Although Shen Que had prepared himself mentally before coming, he still held his breath when he saw their miserable condition.

Jiang Yubai, who was leaning against the wall, heard footsteps and looked over. When he saw Shen Que, he forced a pale smile.

"Oh, it's really annoying that you saw me in this miserable state."

Meng Zhiyi: “…”

She turned her head to look at Shen Que, only to see that the man's face looked somewhat speechless.

Sure enough, the next second Shen Que said in a cold and hard tone: "You are so lucky that you are not dead even in this situation."

"Heh..." Jiang Yubai chuckled and said, "I will die with regret if you don't give me the wedding candy."

Meng Zhiyi: “…”

Shen Que was too lazy to talk to Jiang Yubai and quickly glanced at the conditions of the others.

He leaned over and asked Meng Zhiyi softly, "Is the minibus outside still operational? We need to get them to hospital as soon as possible."

Meng Zhiyi: "It can be opened."

Then, the two men carefully carried the injured onto the minibus.

But when Meng Zhiyi returned to the workshop and was about to search the criminals for the car keys, he found that the woman was hiding in the corner and calling someone on her cell phone.

Meng Zhiyi snatched her phone, looked at her with a sinister smile, and heard a man's voice coming from the other end of the phone.

The woman was so frightened that her face turned pale. Seeing Meng Zhiyi pointing a gun at her forehead, she didn't dare to say a word.

The person on the other end of the phone called a few times, and when there was no response, he said something in an annoyed tone and hung up.

Meng Zhiyi smashed the phone into pieces and then attacked the woman without waiting for her to beg for mercy.

After Shen Que had taken care of the injured in the car, he came to the workshop and saw Meng Zhiyi finding a rope to tie up the woman and other criminals together.

"I told you she's not a good person. She just used a hidden phone to call to report the incident." Meng Zhiyi said as she tied them up: "It's because they are not Chinese, otherwise I would have handed them over to the police!"

"It's okay, they can't escape." Shen Que didn't need to say much, Meng Zhiyi also understood what he meant.

According to the working style of those people in the park, they lost the hostage, which was considered a poor performance.

"Take him away. He can speak Chinese and doesn't look like a native of Myanmar." Meng Zhiyi dragged Brother Sen, who was still unconscious on the ground, and walked out.

Shen Que was worried that he would pull the wound on her arm, so he quickly reached out to take the person away.

Afterwards, the two drove to Shen's industrial area in the dark.

As soon as I returned to the industrial zone, the person in charge came over quickly and said nervously, "Mr. Shen, Mr. Li's phone number."

Shen Que nodded and took the phone, then heard Uncle Li on the other side talking about the secret code they had agreed upon before.

"The project is progressing smoothly and the plan has been finalized." Shen Que replied in a faint voice.

Hearing this, Uncle Li knew that they had found the person they were looking for.

Uncle Li: "That's fine. I'm going on a business trip for a few days. Please keep me updated on your work progress."

Shen Que nodded, and then the call ended.

In the park, the man stared at Uncle Li the whole time, and even the call just now was on the speakerphone.

However, he didn't hear anything wrong in the conversation, so he didn't become suspicious.

The man smiled with satisfaction and continued, "It's getting late, so I won't disturb Mr. Li from resting."

Uncle Li said indifferently, "It's three o'clock in the morning, the roosters are almost crowing, it's really late."

The man seemed not to understand the implicit meaning of his words. He stood up, winked at his men, and left.

On the other hand, in the Shen's Industrial Zone, Shen Que first looked for Xiao Yu, who he had not contacted for a long time, and used his connections to secretly dispatch medical staff in Myanmar.

Meng Zhiyi did not trust outsiders and was determined to keep the injured people on their own territory for treatment.

So Shen Que immediately gave orders and asked people to guard the private hospital.

By the time the injured were taken care of, it was already dawn.

After Shen Que left behind a trusted assistant beside Uncle Li, he took Meng Zhiyi back to the hotel to rest.

"Let me see the wound on your hand." Shen Que pulled Meng Zhiyi to sit down and carefully untied the bandage around her arm.

Her bandaging skills are as good as ever.

It took Shen Que two minutes to remove all the bandages using scissors.

Seeing that she had not treated the wound properly, Shen Que's eyes were full of distress, and he immediately took a medical kit to treat her.

"It was just grazed by a bullet, it's not serious." Meng Zhiyi said softly, looking at Shen Queru's expression as if he was facing a powerful enemy.

"This is called a scratch? It's not serious?" Shen Que frowned, looking at the wound on her arm where the flesh and blood were almost exposed.

The tone was also frighteningly cold.

Meng Zhiyi: (⊙x⊙;)

[Forget it, I'd better not say anything now.]

[This person's expression is so scary, just like when he was with Talia. ]

[I better pretend to be dumb, so as to avoid a fight with him later.]

Listening to her inner thoughts, Shen Que almost laughed out of anger.

It was clearly her fault for not taking care of her body, but in the end she blames herself for having a scary expression?