San Fang, who had always been guarding by Fu Yanhe's side, also witnessed Shen Yanhe's bold move.
He was dumbfounded on the spot.
He had never seen such a reckless woman who seemed not afraid of death.
San Fang swallowed hard, "Young Master, she..."
Fu Yanhe clenched his hands on the wheelchair armrest, veins popping on the pale backs of his hands.
He said with a forced smile, "If we can't catch her today, you'll be joining Yi Fang in mining in Country F."
San Fang's face turned pale.
He knew that his young master had bought several mines in Country F the year before last.
The mining area was barren and desolate, with an extremely cold climate and scarce living resources; even strong men would end up peeling off a layer of skin alive!
Just yesterday, Yi Fang was begging the young master in the group chat to bring him back!
He definitely did not want to go mine in Country F with Yi Fang!
"Young Master, let Er Fang guard you, I'll catch her for you!"
No sooner had he said this than San Fang quickly chased in the direction of Shen Yanhe.
Fu Yanhe's eyes darkened, a dangerous light hidden in the exposed phoenix eyes, "Go to the monitoring room."
He refused to believe that, by surrounding the entire MX boxing ring, that woman could still escape!
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After climbing out of the changing room window, Shen Yanhe had intended to slip directly through the corridor to the back door. However, she found that the despicable man had blocked the back door too, so she had to turn and run into the ring.
As she ran, her slender and fair fingers tapped rapidly on her phone screen, sending a message to someone marked with a black avatar and nicknamed [G].
[He Miao]: Kid, help me hack the surveillance here, and I'll mail you three boxes of snacks.
In a shabby little house across the ocean,
A certain teenager who was slurping instant noodles in front of the computer saw the message pop up, and his eyes widened in shock: "Holy crap, is Zhou the skinflint having a change of heart today?"
He had known He Miao for three years, and this guy would haggle over a single cent. He was notorious for being stingy on the TCN Hacker Alliance!
But today, he was actually willing to give him three boxes of snacks!
The teenager wiped his mouth hastily and started tapping quickly on the keyboard.
If he could get those three boxes of snacks mailed by He Miao, it would be enough to brag about on the TCN Hacker Alliance website!
[G]: OK, I'm on it, remember to send me the snacks!
[He Miao]: Mhm.
Shen Yanhe pocketed her phone, moved stealthily, and ducked into an empty trash can inside a storage room. Several security guards rushed past outside, "This way, this way! I just saw her run by here!"
"S knows the layout of the MX underground boxing ring very well; she's very cunning. Split up and chase her!"
Shen Yanhe, hiding in the empty trash can: "..."
Damn, that man really is crazy.
With so many people, probably every security member of the MX underground boxing ring had been mobilized.
Damn it.
Shen Yanhe cursed silently in her heart, waiting quietly until there was no more noise outside before she climbed out of the trash can lightly, crouching at the door and listening intently for any sounds.
One minute... two minutes...
Ten minutes.
When she was sure there were no more sounds outside, Shen Yanhe cautiously opened the door and peered out.
Good, the corridor was empty.
Inside the surveillance room,
The monitor in front of Fu Yanhe showed an image of Shen Yanhe peeking out sneakily.
He let out a cold laugh, with extreme chills between his brows, picked up the walkie-talkie on the table, and gave San Fang her location: "Fourth floor, corner storage room."
San Fang, who had reached the fifth floor, responded, "Yes!"
Shen Yanhe, realizing the coast was clear, had already left the storage room early and was running down swiftly.
"She's there!"
Just as Shen Yanhe moved from the fourth to the third floor, a shout was heard above, and all security rushed towards her direction.
Shen Yanhe cursed under her breath, quickened her pace, and decided to simply use one hand to support herself on the railing and flip her body from the fourth floor staircase to the third.
As Shen Yanhe landed on the third-floor corridor and Fu Yanhe was about to report her position again, the screens in the surveillance room started to flicker with snowflake-like interference, followed swiftly by darkness.
A cheerful little tune played, and a screen appeared featuring a fat little green worm twisting left and right to the song "I am a little green dragon."
This audacious little green worm even defiantly flipped two plump white middle fingers at Fu Yanhe!
The second person who had been constantly by Fu Yanhe's side was shocked, "Young Master! Our surveillance system has been hacked."
Fu Yanhe's long, slender phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.
So there was an accomplice.
Fu Yanhe let out a cold laugh and maneuvered his wheelchair toward the central surveillance computer.
He would never let that woman escape from his grasp again.
Meanwhile.
Shen Yanhe, who had just knocked down two security guards and did a roll on the ground, had her wrist grasped by an icy hand.
Her pupils shrank suddenly, and she instinctively gripped the hand of the person, preparing to throw them over her shoulder when—
a crisp, pleasant voice carrying a hint of familiarity reached her, "It's me, come with me. I'll take you out."
Shen Yanhe's movement halted; her rigid body immediately softened, and she allowed herself to be pulled into the women's restroom by the person.
"Put this on; I'll get you out." The person wore a white sunhat and a white mask, their features hidden under the brim, as they handed her a set of oversized white janitorial clothing.
Shen Yanhe knew there was no time to waste; without any fuss, she quickly changed into the clothes, put on the janitor's hat, and smeared her exposed hair with white dust from the wall.
Her hair turned grey-white instantly, and by hunching over deliberately, she transformed into an old lady.
"Follow me." The woman was breathing rapidly. She brought over a garbage cart full of trash and, together with Shen Yanhe, slowly pushed it past the many security guards searching for her, brazenly exiting through the main entrance.
Before leaving, Shen Yanhe paused for a moment, turned around, and with her eyes narrowed like a mischievous cat, brazenly gave the main entrance surveillance of the MX underground boxing ring the middle finger.
Stupid men.
Standing next to her, the woman watching her act so provocatively: "..."
No wonder they want to kill her. It really isn't unjustified.
Fu Yanhe hadn't expected that he would have all the back doors and even the smallest exits of the MX underground boxing ring guarded, yet Shen Yanhe would dare to leave directly through the main entrance.
And just as he had restored the surveillance system and the screen cleared up, he saw the woman defiantly flipping off the main entrance camera.
Fu Yanhe: "..."
He laughed angrily, slamming his hand onto the desk, his face dark: "You just wait for me!"
This was already the second time she had escaped from him.
Next time, he would surely kill her!
-
After leaving the MX boxing ring, Shen Yanhe led her people straight to the mall, found the clothes she had stashed away in the restroom, changed out of them, and ensured that both the sportswear and the janitorial outfit were disposed of without a trace.
Shen Yanhe breathed a sigh of relief.
Good, good.
She had escaped, thrillingly, yet safely.
She looked at the woman who had been silently following her, head lowered, hiding her face behind a mask and hat brim, and pursed her lips, speaking softly: "Come with me."
Shen Yanhe took her to a secluded coffee shop in the mall.
As soon as they sat down, Shen Yanhe's beautiful eyes fixed sternly on the person sitting across from her, her voice dry and uncertain: "Are you... Shiwei?"
Song Shiwei was her childhood friend, and the two kept in touch all the way through college.
But two years ago, Song Shiwei suddenly cut off all contact with her. The Song family, once a wealthy household of Haicheng, went bankrupt overnight and left the city in disgrace.
After some investigation, she discovered that the Song family had gone bankrupt due to investment failures.
Song Shiwei, the pampered daughter of the Song family, ended up in prison for hit and run.
She was to serve two years.
Over the past two years, she hadn't failed to visit her, but Song Shiwei refused to see her.
Until now.
The woman fell silent for a moment, then raised her hand to remove the mask from her face.
The woman in front of her had delicate and radiant features, with a pair of natural, slightly upturned peach blossom eyes and a tiny red mole at the corner of her eye, adding a touch of charm to her already affectionate gaze.
She was a stunningly beautiful and enchanting woman.
The great beauty gave Shen Yanhe a slight smile but then spoke with a thick northeastern Chinese accent, shattering the aura of beauty: "It's me."
"He Miao, little sister, long time no see."
Shen Yanhe: "..."
Shen Yanhe: "???"
Where was the Song Shiwei, the pearl of Haicheng she used to know?
Who was this beautiful woman with the thick northeastern accent?