Chapter 708: Chapter 738: Really Meaningful
“Who knows where he went, he disappeared before the show even ended!” Jiang Shaobo couldn’t stand the cold chair anymore and stood up shakily, continuing to puff on his cigarette.
However, what the speaker didn’t care about, the listener paid attention to. Meng Ping’s action of flicking cigarette ashes suddenly froze; he grabbed Jiang Shaobo’s collar fiercely and demanded, “You said Shen Yu is not here? He left before it ended?”
“Yes! Isn’t that just how he is? Why do you care?”
“I don’t care!” Meng Ping let go and stood up, “I remember the Shen family has a rest room at the Provincial Command Center, right?”
“Yeah! Of all the noble families, only the Shen family has this privilege. They even showed it off to us back then!”
Meng Ping threw his cigarette on the ground, stomped it out, and said nonchalantly, “This damn weather is getting colder, I’m leaving!”
After splitting up with Jiang Shaobo, Meng Ping found Du Xiaosong and led people straight towards the Shen family’s rest room. He had been there once as a child, and after so many years, nothing had changed.
On the second floor, standing in the corridor, one could hear heavy gasps.
The familiar voice of Bai Oulan reached Meng Ping’s ears, almost making him grind his teeth. This bitch, after all the times he had called her elder sister-in-law, damn! She really deserved to die!
Du Xiaosong sensed the explosive fierceness emanating from him and looked over in shock. Since the first day he followed Meng Ping, he knew he was not the ordinary wastrel as rumored, but it was only now that he realized calling him “uncommon” was an understatement. The fierceness in him was comparable to that of a legendary warlord.
Du Xiaosong hesitated to move forward and instead stood awkwardly in place, his neck turning red.
Meng Ping also stopped, his lean figure appearing incredibly lonely in the night. He just stood there quietly in the corridor, focused intensely, as if listening to the noises inside, as if his mind had drifted far away.
Shen Yu spoke indecent words. Just thinking that this was Meng Fan’s woman, his fiancée, energized him. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net
Outside the window, Meng Ping closed his eyes in disgust and waved to Du Xiaosong, speaking in a lowered voice, “Take pictures!”
Du Xiaosong was trained in reconnaissance, exceptionally qualified. Even though his face was flushed as if to bleed, at Meng Ping’s command, he gently pushed open a crack in the window to take pictures.
He always carried a small camera, specially prepared for outstanding reconnaissance comrades. Like the War Wolf Rescue Team, almost each one had one.
Just this fact showed the status of the War Wolf Rescue Team in the Northern District.
“Who?” People in excitement are hardly alert to their surroundings, and Shen Yu hadn’t noticed Meng Ping standing outside the window for so long. However, he detected the sound of Du Xiaosong taking pictures.
Being from a noble family, he had been exposed to such matters from childhood, all undergoing counter-reconnaissance training. So Shen Yu was very sensitive to the sound of a reconnaissance camera, and his movements on top of Bai Oulan abruptly stopped.
He looked out the window cautiously.
The two men outside also halted, Meng Ping gave Du Xiaosong a look, and Du Xiaosong nodded, effortlessly jumping down from the second floor.
Shen Yu listened carefully; aside from the howling northern wind, there were no other sounds. This was a private rest area, no one would come without an invitation. Besides, it was so cold outside, who could stand it?
Leaving the Provincial Command Center, the little fat man was already outside, impatiently waiting.