Chapter 2855 Why Does My Wife Follow Me Every Day? 14

The passageway was darker than the outside. Jin Chen tiptoed and walked along the wall, and soon heard voices.

It was Tan Quan's voice, and he sounded very angry.

I said I wouldn't answer!

Another voice rang out, a man's voice a little hoarse, "Jackal, if we fight a red line match, I won't care what you've been doing outside. You should know that you signed a death pact back then."

"You guys tricked me!"

Tan Quan's voice was even louder, he was furious, "I won't take it, I just came to return the medal to you, I still have to go back to work and eat!"

"Go back?" The man sneered. "Do you think this is a place you can come and go as you please?"

Jin Chen approached silently, stopped at the corner, and turned to look.

Tan Quan was standing at the door of the lounge, opposite a man wearing a purple mask who looked like a staff member.

The man in the purple mask took a step forward, exuding a strong sense of oppression. "If you want to leave here alive, you'd better obey me and not force me to use any means necessary. You should know that we have plenty of ways to deal with those who don't obey."

Tan Quan bared his teeth in anger, his whole body tense up, as if he were about to pounce at any moment, and a threatening hiss came from his throat.

But at that moment, he suddenly paused and his nose twitched.

He couldn't smell any fragrance on Jin Chen, but his nose was sensitive, and he could smell the unique scent of each acquaintance.

Jin Chen's heart tightened.

The next second, Tan Quan shouted in the direction where he was hiding, "Jin Chen! Come help me! I'll give you ten gold bars!"

Jinchen: "..."

Is this person born in the Year of the Dog? How could you even tell?

The man in the purple mask immediately became alert. "Who's there!"

Jin Chen sighed and stepped out of the shadows.

He was still wearing a black mask, only revealing the lower half of his face and thin, straight lips, but his calm and composed demeanor still made the purple-masked man pause for a moment.

"Who are you?" the man in the purple mask asked, his tone unfriendly.

"Just passing by." Jin Chen's voice was calm. "I heard a familiar voice and came to check it out."

The man in the purple mask looked him up and down a few times. Seeing that he was just an ordinary spectator wearing a black mask, he relaxed his guard slightly, but found it amusing that an ordinary human dared to meddle in the affairs of the orcs.

"I advise you not to meddle in other people's business," the purple-masked man said coldly.

"Or I'll leave you here too."

As soon as he finished speaking, a staff member suddenly ran over from the other end of the passage, leaned close to the purple-masked man's ear, and whispered a few words.

The man in the purple mask changed his expression.

When he looked at Jin Chen again, his eyes were completely different, and his tone softened. "Oh, so you're a distinguished guest. My apologies."

Jinchen: “?”

Tan Quan looked at Jin Chen in surprise, "Are you a VIP?"

Jin Chen: "...I don't know."

999 helped him apply for the most ordinary identity just to cover his tracks and make things easier. Where did this VIP status come from?

Just as Jin Chen was about to say something, he caught a glimpse of red flashing in the shadows of the passage behind the purple-masked man.

Almost simultaneously, his phone vibrated again.

It was another text message from an unknown number.

-Baby, don't be afraid, I'll help you with these things. You can take the dog if you like, but don't be too nice to him, or I'll want to kill him, okay?

Jin Chen's brows furrowed even more.

-I really want to kiss you, but you can go back now. There are many people here who will want you, so don't seduce others.

Jin Chen took a deep breath and resisted the urge to smash his phone.

He raised his head, his gaze turning icy as he looked into the shadows of the passageway, toying with a short knife he had casually picked up in his hand, his eyes even flashing with murderous intent.

In the shadows, Yun Jian held his breath.

He looked at Jin Chen from a distance, his heart pounding, and a thin layer of sweat breaking out on his back.

Besides the tension, an almost morbid sense of euphoria welled up from the bottom of my heart.

Jin Chen is looking for him, Jin Chen is angry, Jin Chen is looking in this direction with these eyes...

Yun Jian was excited, but he wasn't planning to reveal himself yet.

Yun Jian took a few steps back and pressed a hidden mechanism on the wall, closing a secret door in the passage and cutting off all sound.

At the same time, he used his main number to call Jin Chen.

Through the slit in the hidden door, Yun Jian could still see Jin Chen.

He walked slowly toward us, his eyes still cold, each step carrying a sense of oppression.

A few seconds later, Jin Chen answered the phone, his tone softening, "Boss Yun?"

Yun Jian exhaled a breath of hot air, his eyes fixed on Jin Chen through the crack.

He softened his tone, his voice tinged with helplessness, "Jinchen, there's trouble at the flower shop, and I'm a bit... unsure what to do. Could you come and help me?"

Jin Chen's expression changed slightly, his worry barely concealed. "Wait for me to come back, soon."

Yun Jian's lips unconsciously curled up, "...Okay."

He watched Jin Chen stop, then turn and walk away quickly, not forgetting to grab Tan Quan, saying, "Something happened at the flower shop."

"What! What happened to Song Cun! Who dares to touch him!" Tan Quan was even more anxious than Jin Chen, grabbing Jin Chen's arm and practically dragging him away. "Let's go, let's go!"

The two quickly disappeared at the end of the passage, and Yun Jian slowly emerged from the shadows.

The man in the purple mask immediately approached and bowed respectfully, "Mr. Yun."

Yun Jian didn't look at him; his gaze remained fixed on the direction Jin Chen had left. "From now on, you're not allowed to stop him. Whatever he wants to investigate, whatever it may be, send it to him."

The man in the purple mask paused for a moment, then said, "...Yes."

“Oh, right,” Yun Jian paused, then added, “call two orcs to come with me.”

He calculated the time; if he took a shortcut, he could get to the flower shop before Jin Chen.

On the way back, Jin Chen drove the car to the maximum speed limit.

Tan Quan, in the passenger seat, went from anxiously urging Jin Chen, constantly muttering, "Song Cun, Song Cun, please don't let anything happen to you," to later looking at Jin Chen with awe as he watched Jin Chen weave through traffic, almost like a real-life version of Fast and Furious.

"Jinchen...did you used to drive race cars?" Tan Quan asked tremblingly.

Jin Chen ignored him and focused on the road ahead.

Just now in the underground boxing ring, Tan Quan ran at an astonishing speed, so fast, as fast as some kind of... animal.

Jin Chen's brows furrowed even more. He glanced at Tan Quan, who was still panting in the passenger seat, and asked, "Who exactly are you?"

Tan Quan's eyes darted away for a moment: "I...I'm just an ordinary person."

"Can an ordinary person run that fast?"

"I've trained!" Tan Quan insisted, "I've been training since I was a kid!"

Jin Chen didn't press further, but she already had a guess in her mind.