Shan Yue pretended to be shocked. She turned around and patted her heart. She said loudly, "I wanted to ask you guys—what are you doing downstairs in the middle of the night?"
These men were all wearing masks and ordinary clothes. They seemed to be holding something in their hands. They were well-trained and looked like professional killers.
The leader originally wanted to take the opportunity to attack Shan Yue, but seeing Shan Yue shouting loudly, he was afraid that the nearby residents would find out and cause trouble, so he endured it.
Faced with Shan Yue's doubts, the man panicked for a moment, but quickly came up with an answer. "We're plainclothes police. We're chasing a thief. Did you see anyone pass by just now?"
There was a faint smell of blood in the air. If they stayed here for too long, these killers would probably become suspicious. When Shan Yue heard this, she immediately pretended to be very excited and smiled. "So it's the police! It's so late and you're still working on a case. You've worked hard!"
With that, Shan Yue quickly scratched her head again, looking a little ashamed of talking too much. She added, "I did see someone walking towards the alley a few minutes ago. I thought it was a nearby resident who came back from work."
Following the direction of Shan Yue's finger, the man looked at his accomplices behind him and confirmed his target. He immediately moved to continue chasing after Zhou Yang.
Before they left, the leader didn't forget to finish his act. "Thank you for the tip. Security hasn't been good recently. Don't go out at night."
"Yes, yes. Police officers, you've worked hard. Chasing thieves is important. Hurry up and go!" Shan Yue nodded repeatedly and watched with a smile as the killers crawled into the alley she pointed at.
A bunch of fools. Once they entered this slum that was even messier than an ant's nest, they wouldn't be able to get out easily! Shan Yue was almost amused by these stupid peers.
When she returned to the warehouse, Shan Yue's expression relaxed a little. "Those people are far away. They might come back later. Let's go. I'll take you out."
"Your acting skills are really good! You actually tricked them!" Zhou Yang said in amazement after listening to the conversation between Shan Yue and the killers.
"They're just a bunch of small fries." Shan Yue didn't take those killers seriously at all. Even a straw bag like Zhou Yang could escape from them. Those people were simply a disgrace to the killers!
Zhou Yang did not know that Shan Yue was looking down on him in her heart. Now that he had a glimpse of hope, he seemed to have come back to life and asked excitedly, "Who are you? I feel that you're very powerful…"
"I'm just an ordinary person. Stop talking nonsense. No matter what, you have to give me the money I deserve. Come this way!" Shan Yue helped him out of the small courtyard quickly and led him in the opposite direction where the killers had left.
"Why didn't you go that way?" Zhou Yang looked puzzled and pointed at the alley that faced the main road. After leaving the alley, it would be the roadside. Wouldn't it be safer with street lamps and surveillance cameras?
"Are you stupid? If they can chase us all the way here, there will definitely be people lying in ambush on the streets nearby!" Shan Yue was almost convinced by Zhou Yang's intelligence. With his intelligence, how did he escape from a group of killers?
Without saying anything more to Zhou Yang, Shan Yue carried Zhou Yang through the various dark alleys of the slums like she was carrying a chick. She did not alarm anyone and turned left and right. In the end, she almost made Zhou Yang dizzy.
Finally, she brought Zhou Yang to a safe exit a few kilometers away. Shan Yue wiped the sweat off her forehead and took out a marker pen. She pulled Zhou Yang's sleeve and wrote down her bank card number and name. "I saved your life, remember to transfer the money to me. You're near Wutong Street now. Those killers definitely won't be able to find you here. You can call your family to pick you up."
"Uh, thank you…" Zhou Yang looked at the string of numbers on his sleeve and blinked. He wanted to thank Shan Yue, but before he could finish speaking, Shan Yue had already left.
Seeing Shan Yue's strong figure crawl back into the dark alley like a fish, Zhou Yang was stunned for a long time before realizing that he should be asking for help. He quickly walked to the nearest phone booth and dialed his home number.