undercurrent

Chapter 60

It was the gun that dealt the most deadly damage to him.

Yan Jie's face was ferocious, the blood from his mouth couldn't stop flowing out, and the Browning mk3 in his hand was slowly aimed at Shen Qing.

Shen Qing still looked at him without moving.

finally.Yan Jie's last bit of strength was exhausted, he lay heavily on the ground, twitched a few times, his eyes fixed on Shen Qing, and he lost his breath.

Shen Qing took the Browning MK3 in Yan Jie's hand, shot herself in the left arm, and then lay heavily on the ground.

"Second Young Master! Second Young Master!" The young man in a suit and leather shoes was bleeding from his head, and he took a gun to help Shen Qing.

"Yan Jie rebelled and was killed by me." Shen Qing's face was pale, with cold sweat dripping from her head, but her expression was still indifferent and calm, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"There are too many people!" The young man helped Shen Qing under the tree trunk.

"Withdraw!" Shen Qing clutched her arm, "Tell brothers, all withdraw!"

"That product..." The young man looked at the goods in the distance, there were five large boxes.

"It doesn't matter, the lives of the brothers are the most important!" Shen Qing shouted at him.

"Brothers, Yan Jie is rebellious, let's retreat!" The young man yelled at the people scattered around, helped Shen Qing up and ran towards the pier.

"Brothers! Don't let them run away, especially that little boy, I want to live!" Seeing that the group of people were about to run away, Gao Zai jumped out from hiding behind a tree and chased after Shen Qing and the others.

Shen Qing's group boarded the boat, cut the rope and was about to leave. Gao Zai followed closely, but watched the yacht go further and further away, so he could only fire a few shots into the distance, and stomped his feet fiercely.

It was already night when they returned to Hong Kong, before Shen Qing had time to bandage her arm, the blood had dried and stuck to her clothes.

When the doctor arrived, he could only use fire to slightly boil the clothes sticking to the flesh and blood.

After the doctor finished treating the wound, Wu Zhao entered Shen Qing's room.

"What's going on?" Wu Zhao looked at Shen Qing expressionlessly.

Perhaps the wound was too painful, Shen Qing panted, "Yan Jie has betrayed."

"The reason." Wu Zhao remained expressionless, as if he didn't care about it.

"The other party gave more money?" Shen Qing raised her eyebrows, "I don't know, but he shot at me, so out of the instinct of human self-protection, I shot and killed him."

Wu Zhao laughed and nodded, "This is my son, he must be ruthless."

Shen Qing didn't speak, but shrugged towards Wu Zhao.

"Go to sleep, you should be very tired today." Wu Zhao said as he pushed the wheelchair out.

"The butler will heat up the milk and bring it to you later, remember to drink it." Wu Zhao went out after finishing speaking.

The door was closed, but opened again after a while.

Shen Qing didn't even look at it, "Hurry up if you want to ask anything, I still have to sleep."

Wu Yan seemed too lazy to talk to him, "How did Yan Jie die?"

"I told you, I shot him to death, he betrayed." Only then did Shen Qing look up at Wu Yan.

Shen Qing's words are correct, Yan Jie really loves money, and he will do anything for money, but Wu Yan still doesn't believe in Shen Qing, this is deeply rooted and cannot be changed.

"Since there is nothing else, you can go out." Shen Qing reached out to pick up the milk brought by the butler, took a sip of it, and put it down again.

Wu Yan looked at the glass of milk that Shen Qing put on the table, said nothing, turned and went out.

The noise outside began to quiet down slowly, and he lay on the bed in deep feeling, surrounded by soft touch, making him sink into it, his body after a day of running around was slowly relaxing, but his brain blocked all his sleepy nerves , but he was too sleepy, he opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling motionless.

What is Lu Yuan doing?

Did he get Xu Tao out?

Shen Qing was afraid that the letter would be seen by others, so she didn't mention her name at all, but what he said was very detailed and clear, if Lu Yuan didn't know, then he would be a big fool.

Thinking of this, Shen Qing couldn't help laughing, and called Lu Yuan a fool again.

He's just stupid, I'm still lying to him...

Will he still want me...

Shen Qing sighed, stopped thinking, and took out the mobile phone Wu Zhao gave him, it was 3 o'clock in the morning.

Shen Qing quietly got up from the bed, got out of bed, put the phone back next to the pillow, and put on a sportswear that was convenient for activities.

Slowly opened the bedroom door.

It was very dark and quiet outside, everyone was sleeping soundly, the moonlight came in from that window, the whole huge villa seemed to be covered with a layer of fine sand, and it seemed that the dust floating in the air could be seen , It is obviously a blurry light and shadow, but it is full of weirdness. The surveillance cameras in the living room and corridor are like devil's eyes, emitting a bloody red light in the dark mud.

Shen Qing took a deep breath, looked at the blind corner of the surveillance, and ran over, and then his entire throat was raised, it was too strange, there was no one, not even a bodyguard, he looked towards Wu Zhao's study , there is no one at the door, usually no one is allowed to approach this study.

Shen Qing sensed that something was wrong, but he could only gamble, time was running out, Wu Zhao would never be able to transfer all the secrets and evidence away in a short period of time, then, he must still be in that room, as long as he could get it.

The door of the study room is illuminated by the moonlight that penetrates into it, facing the study room is a large floor-to-ceiling window, and outside the floor-to-ceiling window is the back garden of the villa. At this moment, in the grass, a MK14 is clamped on the grass, and the sniper scope and the muzzle are firmly facing each other. Looking at the study door in the villa.

All Shen Qing's attention is on the monitoring, the door is like the entrance of the devil's abyss, with a huge attraction, it sucks all the greedy and evil souls, and stretches out its huge claws towards Shen Qing.

Shen Qing took one step, one step, slowly approaching him, slowly approaching the small round sniper scope, the corners of Wu Yan's mouth slowly curled up, "Shen Qing, you are courting death."

Shen Qing held the doorknob and slowly tried to turn it.

Wu Yan held the butt of the MK14 gun with one hand, and slowly pulled the trigger with the other. The moonlight hit his face, his eyes were red, and there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, "Farewell, Shen Qing."