Sheng Qian's dark eyes narrowed slightly.
She recalled the scene from that morning when she asked Long Yunting if he was alright, and Long Yunting said he was fine.
That's not true at all.
The attack on Song Yuzhou was not Long Yunting's fault, but Xie Chiquan just mentioned the patrol team.
Sheng Qian sensed that something was amiss.
There must be something involved here.
"Sheng Qian? What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Xie Chiquan had never seen Sheng Qian so curious about anyone before, and he wanted to find out.
Sheng Qian shook her head: "No problem. I just remembered I have something to do, Young Master Quan, Boss Xu, I'll head back now."
Before they could react, he rode away on his bicycle.
After leaving the hospital, Yan Shuze coldly instructed the people around him to do something.
Sheng Qian stood in a secluded corner, staring at Yan Shuze from afar.
After he got into the car, she followed him.
Just two alleyways in, Sheng Qian nimbly scaled the walls to avoid passersby and moved across the street.
When Yan Shuze's men saw Sheng Qian, their expressions changed, and they turned to run away.
Sheng Qian raised her hand and threw the pebble in her hand.
Then he rushed up quickly and kicked the person against the wall.
The man was in pain, and it was too late for him to retaliate.
He never expected that this thin little girl would have such great strength and be proficient in martial arts.
By the time he came to his senses, he had already been pinned against the wall and was unable to move.
Sheng Qian said coldly, "Why did Yan Shuze send you out?"
"It has nothing to do with you..."
"It's okay?" Sheng Qian sneered, then lifted his head and slammed it against the wall.
His head instantly split open, and blood flowed from his hair.
The man's head was buzzing.
“It’s okay if you don’t talk, I won’t let you have the chance to leave,” Sheng Qian said, throwing the man to the ground. She pulled out a classical hairpin from behind her head and stabbed the man in the thigh with the sharp end.
With a muffled thud, Sheng Qian pulled out and stabbed to the other side.
Just then, two hurried footsteps came from behind.
"Brother Chen, it's just ahead."
The patrol members walked briskly, pointing to the entrance ahead, and said.
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