Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse
Chapter 655 - 651 On the Way to Beijing 07

Chapter 655: Chapter 651 On the Way to Beijing 07

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Yan Jinsu stood up, looking at the hostage girl sprawled on the ground as if she were rotting garbage, her red lips slightly parted:

"Heh, don’t think just because you’re using the noble excuse of saving your mom, you can harm others with a clear conscience! Tsk, nothing but a selfish, pig-stupid little beast!"

The girl was taken aback by Yan Jinsu’s words, dazedly staring at the figure in front of her without being able to regather her wits...

"Wife, how are you doing?" Xie Jingchen finally approached after his little wife had finished venting her anger. He steadied her by wrapping his arm around her waist, his large hand naturally landed on her bulging belly as he asked with concern.

As for that hostage over there, who now doubted her life with a face full of tears after being struck down by Yan Jinsu’s words, tsk.

The moment she dared to harm his beloved wife, in Xie Jingchen’s eyes, this hostage had already lost her right to seek help.

Ma Shan and the others had already begun cleaning up the post-conflict scene, tying up the gangsters into a bundle and confiscating a number of knives and guns.

"It’s nothing," Yan Jinsu shook her head. She had wanted to be strong, but as soon as she received her husband’s comforting words, her apricot eyes immediately reddened, and she tightly hugged her husband’s waist, her voice trembling with fear:

"Hubby... I’m scared." Yan Jinsu was genuinely frightened, and the more she contemplated the consequences of what had happened, the more uneasy her heart became.

"Wife—" Xie Jingchen wanted to console his wife but found his mouth was dry, and all those meaningless vows and promises seemed so pale and weak.

Yan Jinsu placed her hand on her husband’s lips, shaking her head, her voice hoarse as she whispered, "Hubby, don’t speak. Just hold me tight and give me strength, that’s all I need."

She was only so frail and delicate because she had him, the one she deeply loved, which caused her emotions to be so direct.

Xie Jingchen bent down and easily lifted the petite woman in his arms, swiftly carrying her back to the car, to find that Wang Chunmei, sitting in the passenger seat, had already fallen asleep under the effect of the medication.

He could only carry his little wife to the back seat, took out the car keys to unlock the door, and gently tucked her into the car.

"Wife, it’s too cold outside, stay in the car and don’t catch a chill, okay?"

Xie Jingchen was afraid his wife would be cold. They embraced for less than a minute before he anxiously carried her carefully back to the car. Given his wife’s current condition, her body seemed incredibly fragile to him.

"Okay, go help Brother Chang and the others, I’m fine now. Oh, it’s snowing..." Yan Jinsu nodded and glanced over, noticing a few white snowflakes melting away on her husband’s shoulders.

"Alright. Be good~" Xie Jingchen leaned down to kiss her lips lightly, his large hand intended to stroke her delicate white face. But realizing he had just touched something else, decided against it.

Yan Jinsu smiled and nodded.

Xie Jingchen immediately closed the rear car door and turned to walk over to where Hu Zhengjie was.

"Boss, we’ve cleaned up the area. What should we do with these guys and that woman?" Hu Zhengjie glanced at the bound group of big men, then at the girl beneath the tree, shivering pitifully in a corner, her wounds crudely treated by Ma Shan to ensure she wouldn’t bleed out and die.

"Where is Changzi?" Xie Jingchen looked around but didn’t see him; however, Ma Shan had already fixed the wheel that had been punctured by a nail and was changing the tire.

"He went to search and rescue the remaining hostages, following the clues provided by that bald villain," Hu Zhengjie said indifferently, glancing in that direction before turning to report to the boss.

Not to mention the boss, even now, he felt no sympathy for that hostage. Mrs. Rong has always been seen as strong and caring in the eyes of us, the Rongwei guards.

This hostage even dared to harm the pregnant Mrs. Rong! And she is the wife of our most admired boss. If it weren’t for our professional duty, we would have just walked away.

"Um," Xie Jingchen nodded.

"Boss, the tire’s been changed!" Ma Shan shouted, wiping the sweat off his forehead and waving his hand covered in black oil.

Yan Jinsu looked over upon hearing this and couldn’t help but laugh out loud, seeing a dirty monkey figure suddenly popping up in her vision.

What a clown this guy is.

Hu Zhengjie and Xie Jingchen looked up upon hearing the shout and felt the atmosphere, which had been gloomy before, was now somewhat lifted by Ma Shan’s interruption. They exchanged a look, shrugged their shoulders, and strode toward him.

"Boss, shouldn’t we throw these people in jail first?" Ma Shan hadn’t forgotten the harm these trash had done.

"The car is fixed, you go first with that hostage to the nearest police station to report the crime, make it quick."

"Yes!" Ma Shan saluted and then quickly went to carry the hostage girl.

To be honest, he originally felt indifferent towards the hostage and even felt a little sympathy for her misfortune. But after hearing his sister-in-law’s words, he felt this girl was so stupid it was infuriating.

Her actions were tantamount to telling all of us Rongwei guards that she didn’t trust us at all!

With that in mind, Ma Shan lost all semblance of ’gentlemanly’ manner. Want him to treat her with the same tender care as the boss did? Carrying her like this was already giving her face. In fact, he would rather drag her...

Hu Zhengjie was unaware of Ma Shan’s thought process. He only saw his brash actions and just twitched the corner of his mouth, while Xie Jingchen didn’t look at all at that scene, but instead called Hu Zhengjie over to work together to move the big tree.

Not knowing what the road ahead was like, Ma Shan was retracing his steps, and he vaguely remembered the road conditions. It should take about forty minutes to reach the nearest town. The journey was slow previously because they had to take care of the children and sister-in-law.

Now that he was the only big man in the car, Ma Shan immediately sped up with his skillful driving. The hostage girl, just revived a bit from the cold, was knocked unconscious again by the jolting speed and her painful wounds.

Ma Shan glanced at her in the rearview mirror, without a trace of pity, and reached his destination in less than twenty minutes. He displayed his Rongwei Certificate and received immediate attention from the local police. They not only responded to his report but also, upon learning there might be other injured hostages, dispatched police forces. Even the town hospital coordinated by sending its only public ambulance.

This local town was small, and the entire police station had only one police vehicle. When the staff was called, somehow more than ten officers managed to squeeze into that tiny car.

With Ma Shan’s jeep parked there, the head of the local police station was sweating profusely at the thought that bandits had showed up on his turf, making him sweat all over.

In the cold snowy winter, it was annoyingly strenuous.

Xie Jingchen parked the vehicles under a tree by the side of the road to avoid blocking the way.

With the current weather and during the holiday season, very few cars pass by on the highway. The whole incident with the bandits for Xie Jingchen and his companions lasted only about half an hour.

In this kind of weather, in these impoverished times, it was quite normal not to see a single car for three to five hours.