Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Chapter 687 Something might happen to King

As soon as the elevator door opened, Su Qiao dragged Shen Xiujin out quickly. She scratched her head anxiously.

"At this point, there's no one outside asking for directions. I wonder if I can call a taxi or something..." Su Qiao took out her cell phone and pressed it. Her phone was stuck abroad and couldn't be used.

Su Qiao turned around and asked Shen Xiujin, "Where is your mobile phone?"

Shen Xiujin subconsciously reached for his pocket, and suddenly remembered that his cell phone had been taken away by his subordinates.

"I……"

Su Qiao understood it as soon as he saw his expression.

"It was taken away by Shen Tanxu, right? The one who killed a thousand swords will die quickly!" Su Qiao cursed, "Bullshit industry kills the whole family, I will let them destroy the whole family today!"

Shen Xiujin: "..."

He better not explain.

Around the corner, a black bulletproof car drove over, and Shen Xiujin recognized the vague markings on the car at a glance.

He was thinking about how to trick his wife into getting into the car. Before he could open his mouth, Su Qiao suddenly came closer and lowered his voice mysteriously, "Quick! Give me the gun!"

Shen Xiujin didn't know why, but still took out the gun and handed it to her.

Then, he saw Su Qiao's figure rushing into the middle of the road with lightning speed and blocking the car!

The driver was wearing a black turban, and his entire face was covered tightly, leaving only a pair of foreign eyes exposed.

Su Qiao couldn't even look at his face.

But those eyes are not that of a person with a weak aura.

Su Qiao couldn't speak the K language and was even more worried about Shen Xiujin's condition. She didn't bother to waste time and took out her gun and put it directly against the driver's head.

She made a fierce look: "Don't move! Otherwise..."

Su Qiao raised the knife with his other hand and wiped it from his neck.

driver:"……"

Shen Xiujin, who had already walked over: "..."

Su Qiao asked Shen Xiujin to translate.

"Ajin, tell him to drive to the hospital, or I'll blow his head off!"

Shen Xiujin: "...go to the hospital."

The driver nodded repeatedly, extremely respectfully.

Su Qiao didn't understand, but felt that the translation was too simple. She was a little suspicious, "Did you translate it?"

"Ah."

Shen Xiujin opened the back seat door. The door was a bit high. He grabbed Su Qiao's waist and lifted her up, then sat in the car.

As soon as the door closed, the driver immediately stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the hospital.

Su Qiao was worried. He still poked the driver in the back of the head with the gun in his hand without even releasing the safety.

"Ajin, tell him not to think wrongly! Just drive to the hospital honestly, otherwise I won't be polite!"

Shen Xiujin: "..."

He silently took the gun from Su Qiao's hand.

"He won't have any evil intentions."

Su Qiao: "How do you know? I didn't even notice it as a fortune teller! His face is too tightly covered, but if you look at his figure and muscles, you wouldn't recognize him as an ordinary driver!"

Shen Xiujin thought she saw it, "He..."

"He is a driver who specializes in fitness!" Su Qiao vowed, "And in such a dangerous place, he must want to make money if he goes out early in the morning!"

Shen Xiujin: "..."

Su Qiao raised her eyebrows proudly at Shen Xiujin, "Although I can't see his face, I still have some observation skills!"

Shen Xiujin praised her without changing her expression, "Yeah, she's very sharp."

Su Qiao noticed that Shen Xiujin sat very straight, with her back not touching the seat at all.

She felt uncomfortable, "Are you a fool? You can avoid it... I won't be killed by the glass, at most I will be injured..."

So many glass fragments fell down, killing and injuring a whole room of people, but she was safe and sound. She didn't dare to think how much pain Shen Xiujin was in...

Shen Xiujin touched her face and gently wiped away the half-dried blood stains on her face with his fingertips. He said in a low voice, "I'm used to it. It doesn't hurt."

He was accustomed to pain.

His fingertips were warm and he gently stroked the red eyes of the person in front of him.

"But I can't see you getting hurt, Mrs. Shen." His tone was helpless and doting.

Su Qiao almost burst into tears. She reached out to cover his mouth and glared at him fiercely, "Stop doing this. If you make yourself scarred next time, I will really ignore you!"

Shen Xiujin covered her mouth and nodded slightly, very well behaved.

The car drove all the way to the hospital.

The driver got out of the car first, opened the door for them in turn, and then stood aside with his hands raised respectfully.

Several medical staff rushed over quickly, even wheelchairs were ready.

Shen Xiujin: "..."

A bit exaggerated.

But he still cooperated and got into the wheelchair and was pushed in by the medical staff.

Su Qiao was a few steps behind and suddenly looked back at the driver who was still parked. She narrowed her eyes slightly and walked over calmly.

The driver delivered the person and the task was completed. He exhaled and got into the car. He took off the face covering and took out the cell phone in the mezzanine to report to Cangya.

"Brother Cang, the King has been delivered..."

At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

The driver looked up through the rearview mirror and saw Su Qiao's head peeking out from behind him, whispering in his ear like a devil.

"Did you just say King?!"

"..." The driver was numb.

Su Qiao saw the driver's face clearly through the mirror.

She narrowed her eyes sharply.

Cangya still didn't know what happened over there, so he breathed a sigh of relief sincerely, "Okay, it's good that the secret is not revealed. I'm still used to speaking Chinese, and the drama in the hospital has to go on. Tell them, don't let Mrs. Shen know. Sir is King!"

driver:"…………"

Su Qiao closed her eyes, took a breath, opened her eyes, and sneered, "Okay, the show is pretty good."

After saying that, he slammed the door and got out of the car.

"Bang——" there was a loud noise.

Cangya on the other end of the phone was also shocked.

"What's going on? Hello, No. 009? Are you okay?"

"...I'm fine. But..." The driver swallowed his saliva as he looked at the back of the wife rushing into the hospital door with a murderous look in front of him, "I think something might be wrong with King."

Cangya: "??"