Those who travel back in time

Chapter 37 Ambush

"Predicting the future?" Zhao Dezhu laughed. "Yuan Tiangang may have some methods, but he's not a god. There are too many things he doesn't know."

"You only have half an hour to get them to talk," Zhao Dezhu said to the man with the middle parting, and then went into a white house next door.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, I guarantee they'll tell me everything in ten minutes." The man with the middle part and the man with the buzz cut led Chen Qing and Li Mengfei into a rather dirty and messy vacant factory next door.

The area is large but empty, with some abandoned machinery and steel piled up in the corners. Sunlight shines obliquely in through the narrow windows, and the dust floating in the air is clearly visible.

boom!

The man with the buzz cut pulled out a gun, fired a shot at the roof, and then pointed the gun at Chen Qing, threatening, "If you don't cooperate, the next bullet will go in your body."

"What are you doing? Don't you know bullets cost money? If you can use a knife, don't use a gun." The man with the middle parting reached out and pressed the gun down on the man with the buzz cut, then pulled a butterfly knife from his waist. "Where's Yuan Tiangang?"

"Yuan Tiangang isn't actually interested in small fry like you. As long as you tell him the location of the serum, he can kill only Zhao Dezhu and spare your lives." Chen Qing calmly probed for information, ignoring the gleaming blade.

"Want to know where the serum is? He can come and ask me himself. This knife of mine will be happy to answer him." The man with the middle parting flicked his wrist, and the butterfly knife twirled in his hand like a nimble butterfly.

"So you really know the location of the serum? You were the ones who stole the serum from the Qilin Building three years ago?"

"They're our men, but I didn't participate in that operation." The man with the middle parting stopped, pointing the butterfly knife at Chen Qing. "I'm actually very averse to bloodshed. If you cooperate, like I just did with you, answering every question, I won't need this knife. But if you refuse to answer my questions, don't blame me for being ruthless. The rules are simple: you can refuse to answer questions, or you can lie, but if you do, I'll stab you. One question, one stab. Think about how many stabs you can withstand."

Then the man with the middle parting pointed the tip of his butterfly knife at Chen Qing's thigh and said, "To avoid you thinking I'm just bluffing with this knife, I'm going to stab you in the leg now to show you I'm serious."

As he spoke, the man with the middle parting lunged at Chen Qing's thigh. Chen Qing raised her leg and kicked him, striking him squarely in the chest and sending him flying.

Upon seeing this, the man with the buzz cut next to him changed his expression and reached for his gun at his lower back. Before his fingers even touched the gun, he was kicked to the ground.

Chen Qing spread her hands apart, snapping the straps on her wrists. She strode over and kicked the man with the buzz cut and the man with the middle parting once each, rendering them both incapacitated.

They searched the two men and found that they were carrying guns, knives, and cable ties. The weapons were confiscated, and the cable ties were used to tie up their hands and feet.

"The rules you just set are good, I'm going to borrow them." Chen Qing covered the man's mouth with one hand and stabbed him in the thigh with a knife.

"Ugh!" the man with the middle part cried out in pain, but his mouth was covered and he couldn't make a sound.

"Where is the serum?" Chen Qing let go of her hand.

"I don't know." The man with the middle parting was sweating profusely from the pain.

Chen Qing raised his arm holding the knife, ready to stab downwards again.

"I really don't know!" the man with the middle parting said hastily. "Only President Zhao knows the location of the serum!"

Chen Qing reached out and covered the man's mouth, then stabbed him in the other leg.

"I told you, I really don't know!" The man with the middle parting looked at Chen Qing with eyes that seemed to regard her as a demon. "Even if you gave me a thousand or ten thousand knives, it wouldn't matter. I don't know, how can I answer you!"

"I believe you." Chen Qing then looked at the man with the buzz cut beside her.

"He just said it very clearly, only..." Before he could finish speaking, the man with the buzz cut was gagged, and then he was stabbed in the thigh.

"Where is the serum?" Chen Qing released his grip.

"He's telling the truth. Only President Zhao knows the exact location of the serum. However, I noticed that President Zhao always has a key on him, which seems to be the key to some kind of safe. This key didn't exist before; it only appeared three years ago after he obtained the serum from the Qilin Building. I guess that's the key used to open the safe where the serum is stored!" The crew-cut man spilled everything he knew in one breath.

"I'm going to 'visit' General Manager Zhao now. You'd better pray I can find the key on him." Chen Qing stood up.

"Mengfei, wait here for me for a while," he said to Li Mengfei.

"Um."

"If they dare to cause trouble, then shoot." Chen Qing shoved a gun into Li Mengfei's hand and left the factory.

The sun was shining brightly outside, illuminating Chen Qing and the white house.

Chen Qing walked to the white house, pushed the door open and entered. He saw a person lying on the ground with blood on his head and on the ground.

That was Zhao Dezhu.

"Who killed him? Yuan Tiangang?" Chen Qing drew the gun from his waistband, but the next moment, two probe wires shot into his back.

With a crackling sound of electricity, the gun flew out of Chen Qing's hand, and he fell to the ground.

A figure darted out from behind the table, jumped out of the window, and began to flee at top speed.

Chen Qing also got up from the ground and ran after the figure.

The man was dressed strangely, wearing work pants on his lower body but a suit jacket on his upper body, and his head was wrapped in thick bandages.

Chen Qing's speed was far beyond that of ordinary people. Although the bandaged man ran first, the distance between Chen Qing and him was getting closer and closer.

If you chase them for fifty or sixty meters, they'll be right next to you.

Chen Qing reached out to grab the bandaged man's shoulder, but at that moment, a gunshot rang out.

A spray of blood spurted from Chen Qing's shoulder, and he collapsed to the ground.

Drop drop-

In 2044, the time machine's alarm sounded again.

"Dr. Fang!" Ah-Jie jumped to his feet in fright. "What's that time machine yelling about?"

"Chen Qing is injured." Fang Xiande, who was sitting in a chair resting with his eyes closed, quickly got up, put on his glasses, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's alright, there's no danger to his life, it should just be a superficial injury."

"What should we do then?" A-Jie asked.

"Although he wasn't fatally injured, it means he was in a dangerous environment, and we can't ignore it." Fang Xiande took over the operation for A-Jie. "If it's not a fatal injury, we can handle it here. Next time we encounter this situation, we'll just call him back."

"Dr. Fang, will I be in charge of operating the time machine from now on?" A-Jie looked a little nervous.

"If I don't die, I'll still take over, but this is the end of the world, and I can't say how long I'll live. Just in case, there needs to be someone else besides me who can operate the time machine."

laugh--

The sound of high-pressure gas being released could be heard, and the hatch of the time machine slowly opened, revealing Chen Qing, whose right shoulder was covered in blood.