Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Wen Qingyue curled her lips, "What if I don't give it?"

"Are you fucking playing with me?" The driver was furious for a moment, reached out to dig something behind him, and approached her at the same time, "Don't fucking see the coffin and not cry!"

Hearing the driver's mother-infused words, Wen Qingyue rubbed her ears, wondering if he didn't have a mother?

As the driver approached step by step, Wen Qingyue stared coldly at his hand hidden behind him. Not surprisingly, he was also carrying a knife.

Sure enough, the next second, the driver took out his pocket knife and pointed it at her.

Wen Qingyue's eyes froze, and before the knife approached her, she grabbed the folding knife from the man's hand extremely quickly, and kicked him out the moment the man rushed over.

It is too simple to deal with this kind of man who only has brute force.

The driver lay on the ground and moaned. He really didn't expect that a woman who looked weak could be so good at beating.

Wen Qingyue played with his knife, walked to his side, and looked down at the driver condescendingly, "There is blood on the knife, it seems that you are a professional black car, and you have been blackmailing people a lot, right?"

At first, I thought that he was acting on a temporary basis, trying to blackmail them, but now it seems that he is not, this person is a professional accountant.

The driver dodged his eyes and denied it: "Stop talking nonsense! I... I didn't kill anyone!"

Wen Qingyue smiled, "Oh, so you killed someone, no wonder there are clotted blood in the gaps of this knife."

This man is really deceitful, and he will give away his secrets in one sentence.

It stands to reason that it shouldn't be. If you are a veteran, you should be very stable psychologically, and you won't be scammed so easily. On the other hand, the man looks guilty and flustered, and the black car doesn't have any fragrance or anything like that. He is not well prepared. See It's really a spur of the moment.

Wen Qingyue squatted down next to the driver, pulled him up, pointed the knife in his hand at his neck, and said in a naive tone: "Let me guess, did you just kill someone and prepare to run away? Seeing me stop the car, you think I look weak and have no resistance, so you are going to drag me to the suburbs to blackmail you?"

She looked at the driver, taking every change in his expression into her eyes, and found that he looked at the trunk unconsciously several times.

Wen Qingyue thought about it, she didn't change her face, and continued: "After my boyfriend came, you became impatient and wanted to drive us out of the car, but later found that he was drunk and had no resistance. Living in the villa area, he should be very rich, so he decided to make a big fortune and use this money to flee to the world."

The driver stared nervously at the knife moving around in front of his neck, afraid that she would cut his throat accidentally with the knife. Fear enveloped him, and his psychological defense completely collapsed. He cried, "Grandma, I was wrong. Alright, let me go!"

He just missed it for a while, and he didn't want to.

Wen Qingyue twitched the corner of her mouth coldly, "It's boring to recruit so soon."

Such a timid person, dare to kill and blackmail.

The driver wanted to cry, "Grandma, please let me go, I will send you back."

It was also his bad luck to meet her.

Wen Qingyue frowned, and said innocently: "But if I let you go, it's tantamount to covering up criminals. The police uncle will find me."

Seeing that she seemed to be shaken, the driver seemed to see hope for a moment, his eyes lit up, "No, there is no surveillance here, no one knows what happened, you let me go, I will surrender myself to the police station, the police will not find you .”

If other little girls heard this, they might be soft-hearted, but unfortunately, she is not a naive little girl.

Wen Qingyue curled her lips, "That's so troublesome, I have already called the police, and the police uncle will come to pick you up later, and we will wait here together."

As soon as the words fell, the driver's face changed instantly, his eyes were fierce, and he grabbed her wrist suddenly, trying to take the knife away.

The man was quite strong, but Wen Qingyue couldn't break free for a while, and the two were in a stalemate. Wen Qingyue clicked her tongue in annoyance, and let go of the knife to him. At the same time, the man stood up, took a few steps back, and pulled away. distance.

After grabbing the knife, the driver seemed to have found his confidence, and rushed towards her with the knife in his hand, with a murderous look on his face, "You bitch! I didn't want to kill you, but you forced me, why did you force me?!"

While yelling, he rushed towards Wen Qingyue crazily, his movements were chaotic, like insanity, and like killing red eyes.

Wen Qingyue frowned, things are a little tricky, this kind of person is not easy to subdue.

The two were negotiating, when Fu Han opened the car door and got out, instantly attracting the driver's attention, without even thinking about it, he shifted his target and stabbed Fu Han with a knife.

Wen Qingyue's eyes darkened, and she hurriedly said, "Fu Han get out of the way!"

Isn't this person adding to the chaos? It's not good to come down at any time, but come down at this time.

If it were any other time, Wen Qingyue wouldn't be worried that Fu Han might not be able to handle it, but Fu Han was drunk, what fighting power would a drunk person have?

It's just that she seems to have underestimated Fu Han's combat effectiveness.

Seeing that the knife in the driver's hand stabbed towards Fu Han's abdomen, but stopped half a palm away, the driver was stunned, his face blank for a moment.

Isn't he drunk?

The driver raised his eyes in astonishment to meet the man's gaze, and trembled at the sight of him. Before he could recover, a sharp pain came from his wrist, and his wrist was removed.

With a bang, the folding knife fell to the ground. In the next second, the driver felt dizzy and fell to the ground. He curled up and moaned, completely losing the strength to struggle.

Fu Han clapped his hands, and from the corner of his vision, he caught a glimpse of Wen Qingyue approaching, his dark eyes turned slightly, swayed after she approached, and fell on her body.

The trick of pretending to be weak was too obvious, Wen Qingyue frowned in disgust, but still instinctively supported Fu Han.

Fu Han hooked his lips, lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of her hair, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you hurt?"

Wen Qingyue was annoyed by her own instincts at the moment, knowing that he was just pretending to help him, she said coldly: "No."

She glanced at the driver lying on the ground moaning, let go and pushed the person leaning on her away, took two steps forward, and said without looking back: "If you can't stand still, get back in the car, don't make trouble."

Fu Han: "..."

Why does she sound like he is a burden?

Wen Qingyue didn't care what Fu Han thought, walked to the rental trunk, took out the mobile phone from the coat pocket, and turned on the flashlight to shine on the car.

It was too dark before, so she couldn't see clearly, and she didn't pay attention. Now that the light was on, she took a closer look, and there was blood on the edge of the trunk, and there was a smell of blood after getting close.

There's someone in this trunk.

Fu Han rubbed his temples and walked over, he also noticed the blood stains, his eyes darkened, "Is there someone in the trunk?"

Wen Qingyue hummed, "I tested the driver just now. He probably killed someone and was about to throw the body away. He met us in a car on the way and wanted to make more money on the way to escape."

While talking, she got up and handed the phone to Fu Han, turned around and went to the driver's cab to press the lock of the trunk, and then came back to open the trunk after unlocking it.

In the dark night, as the trunk slowly rose, the smell of blood gradually became stronger.