Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Three days later.

Jin Chen had just finished singing a play and stepped off the stage. She glanced through the flower baskets all over the room and only picked out those sent by Pei Yinnian to take into the dressing room. When she was removing her makeup, she suddenly saw a young apprentice hurrying towards her.

"Brother Jin! The driver who was supposed to pick you up said he had to send Mr. Shen off, so he asked me to bring you a message."

The young apprentice was very curious about Jinchen's private dressing room. He looked around as he spoke, because the boss usually didn't let them in.

"When did he leave?" Jinchen lowered his eyes slightly and heard something wrong.

The old house is not short of one or two drivers, so why does Shen Qiuhe want to use this one today?

"When you were singing the closing song," the apprentice said crisply, and suddenly raised a finger, "Oh, right! When the car drove away, there was someone sitting in the back."

"Shen Qiuhe..." Jinchen said suddenly.

The apprentice tilted his head in confusion, "What Shen Qiuhe?"

"Brother Jin, are you going to look for Shen Qiuhe?"

"Nothing, go out and practice."

[Host! There must be some scheme. This Shen Qiuhe is not simple.] Ling Gungun complained.

Pei Yinnian accompanied Young Marshal Chu Jin to the garrison today and will not be back for a while.

After changing his clothes, Jinchen went out and randomly chose a rickshaw to go back.

Of course, when Jinchen got on the rickshaw, he found that there was something wrong with the rickshaw driver. He was driving so fast and passionately.

"Master, please run slower." Jin Chen was so dizzy that he tried to reason with me. "Even if you are a kidnapper, you should get the money first before torturing me."

The rickshaw driver turned around and looked at Jinchen fiercely, "How do you know I'm not a rickshaw driver?"

Jinchen said seriously: "Face reading."

"Among a group of ordinary people, you look the most ferocious." Jin Chen paused and added: "And ugly."

Rickshaw driver: “…”

Why are gangsters attacked for their looks these days?

"Stop talking nonsense, you can't escape today!"

Jinchen put the back of his hand against his forehead, as if he was carsick, "I'm not planning on running, just run slower."

If I don't go to this game, how can I be worthy of Shen Qiuhe's painstaking arrangements.

The rickshaw driver took Jinchen to the end of a remote street where there were few people.

Jinchen looked up and tilted his head in surprise, "It's really lively."

A black car was parked in the alley with its door wide open. Several burly men dressed in clothes that looked like they had the words "not easy to mess with" and "gangster" written on their bodies were squatting there, each holding an axe.

The leader, Scar, was playing with a pistol, and next to him was the tied-up Shen Qiuhe, who looked so weak that he could die in the next second.

[Huh? Why is this person here too?]

The master and the beast were both confused.

Jinchen glanced at him and wondered if this guy was really just acting.

"Hey, this guy is here too!" Scarface laughed grimly, "Sixth Son! Tie him up and bring him here!"

Liuzi, the rickshaw driver, pulled out a hemp rope from his pocket.

Then he tied a knot which required no technical skill at all for Jinchen, and pushed him into the corner.

"Wait a minute." Scar spat in disbelief, stood up and stared at Jinchen, "Aren't you f*cking afraid of me?"

Jinchen looked at him for two seconds, nodded, and even silently took a few steps back.

"afraid."

It's so ugly and scary.

Scarface suddenly laughed out loud, as if he was excited by seeing the beauty afraid. He pushed Jinchen and Shen Qiuhe to squat together.

"I heard that both of you are Pei Yinnian's men. Who is more favored, huh?"

"I came back to Peking to make a living, and he tricked me. If I don't teach him a lesson, I'm not a man!"

Jinchen glared at him, "I am the only one, don't talk nonsense!"

Shen Qiuhe's mouth twitched, and a trace of silence appeared on his pale face. He whispered to him: "There is no need to fight at this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Qiuhe was grabbed by the collar and slapped by Scarface, "What the hell are you whispering about!"

There was a loud slapping sound with great force, and Shen Qiuhe's hair was messed up, blood was flowing from the corners of his lips, and his breathing was bloody.

Jinchen let out a slow wow.

"Dude you really are."

I shouldn't have come here, what a waste of time!

"What the hell is this true or false? I've already sent someone to report to Pei Yinnian. If he can't come in time to pay, I'll kill you all one by one!"

"but……"

Scarface suddenly laughed again, with cunning in his cloudy eyes, "I also heard that Pei Yinian favors a good-looking actress, is it you...?"

He pointed at Shen Qiuhe.

After all, among these two people, the sickly one looks the weakest.

Jinchen: "..."

What do you mean? Is he not as good-looking as his love rival?

I can't stand it any longer.

Jinchen kicked forward with great momentum.

"Dig out the blind ones!"

"Oh my God!"

Scar pulled out his gun and put the cold muzzle against Jinchen's forehead, "You're fucking psycho!"

Jinchen was not afraid at all, but anger suddenly appeared in his eyes and he started to yell.

"Say it again, who's better looking, me or him?"

【…】

Big Scar: “…”

Shen Qiuhe, who was about to lose consciousness, said: "..."

He sat up slowly, panting, "You look good, okay? Stop making noise, I..." still wanted to live.

Before Shen Qiuhe could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt a fishy and sweet taste in his throat, and he coughed up blood and fell to the side.

Jinchen was supported by the fallen Shen Qiuhe, and with a start, he threw him to the ground again.

He glanced at the blood in surprise.

"Hello? Are you serious?"

Who prepared the fake blood in that house?

Jinchen kicked Scar again, "You're done, you got beaten to death."

Big Scar was frightened.

"Then...what should I do? No, I'm not afraid of anything!"

He suddenly reacted, "How dare you kick me!"

Several strong men surrounded him with fierce looks.

Jin Chen moved his wrist and asked Shen Qiuhe, who was leaning on the ground and about to faint, one last time, "Hey, are you really not in the same group with them?"

"...No," Shen Qiuhe shook his head and looked at Jinchen in confusion, "Why...do you think so?"

"You don't look like a good person." Jinchen told the truth.

Shen Qiuhe was choked. "To be honest, I wouldn't be in the same group with the gangsters."

"To be honest, you were kidnapped before you could implement your plan."

Jinchen snorted coldly.

Shen Qiuhe's expression changed slightly, and he covered his chest and coughed softly, "I don't know what you are talking about. I am a person who has half a foot in the coffin."

"…It seems like you're almost there now."

"Go to hell and stop cursing at me."

Jinchen completely cut the rope, pushed Shen Qiuhe who was blocking his way away, and stood up swiftly.

Scar was shocked, "You...Ahhh!!"

【Wuhu, fight! 】