Chapter 045: Brother Cihua

At the same time, at the entrance of an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Songshan City, a black Hyundai minivan was parked, but its license plates had been removed.

"Damn, are these cops crazy? It's just over a million, is it worth this much?" The bald man spat a thick wad of phlegm on the ground, clearly annoyed.

"Yeah, boss, this isn't good. Aren't we trapped here now?" Ma Liu was also very frustrated: "Damn, this is really bad luck!"

"Enough whining, I'm waiting for Brother Cihua's call!" The bald man waved his hand impatiently.

The phone rang, and the bald man quickly answered, speaking in a fawning tone: "Is this Brother Cihua? It's me, the bald one!"

"What the hell are you doing?" A cold voice came from the other end of the line.

"Brother Cihua, what's wrong...?" The bald man was taken aback.

"Did you take the money from the bank?" Brother Cihua asked in a sinister tone.

"I... I just took it along... What's the big deal...?" The bald man felt a bit wronged; he had worked so hard to rob the bank, and if he didn't take the money, wouldn't it have been for nothing?

"Idiot! What did I tell you? I told you not to take the money, are you deaf?" Brother Cihua cursed: "If you hadn't taken the money, the police wouldn't have put in so much effort to catch you. Now that you took the money, they're working even harder!"

"Oh!" The bald man thought about it and realized it was true. It was all because of his greed. He quickly pleaded: "Brother Cihua, I'm risking my life for you, you can't abandon me, you have to save me!"

"Hmph, is that girl still okay?" Brother Cihua coldly asked.

"Girl? What girl?" The bald man was confused.

"Chu Mengyao! Didn't you touch her? Damn!" Brother Cihua's voice became urgent: "If you touched her, it's over!"

"Uh..." The bald man suddenly remembered Chu Mengyao, and his voice became stammering: "Sorry, Brother Cihua, she was rescued by someone..."

"What!" Brother Cihua shouted: "You damn fool, you didn't catch her?"

"No..." The bald man trembled.

"Then you're as good as dead, it was a mistake to trust you!" Brother Cihua cursed: "You're a complete failure, you deserve to be caught by the police!"

With that, Brother Cihua hung up.

"Brother Cihua, Brother Cihua..." The bald man was in a panic, pleading: "Brother Cihua, you can't abandon me, I'm your man..."

But after pleading for a while, the bald man realized that Brother Cihua had already hung up.

"Boss, what did Brother Cihua say?" Ma Liu asked anxiously when the bald man put down the phone.

"Brother Cihua has abandoned us, we're finished!" The bald man said dejectedly.

"Finished?" Ma Liu was taken aback: "What do you mean? Brother Cihua abandoned us?"

"He abandoned us because we didn't catch that girl, Chu Mengyao!" The bald man sat on the ground and sighed.

"Damn, you bald fool, it's all your fault! If you hadn't been taken hostage by that kid, could that girl have escaped?" Ma Liu suddenly became furious, jumping up and lunging at the bald man.

"Are you rebelling?" The bald man was stunned, watching in disbelief as Ma Liu punched him.

"Now is not the time to act tough!" Ma Liu sneered.

"You damn fool, if it weren't for you losing your gun to that kid, would we be in this mess?" The bald man said, and the two started fighting.

Two gunshots rang out, and both the bald man and Ma Liu fell in a pool of blood, their eyes wide open in shock.

The one who fired the shots was the bald man's subordinate who had spoken in the bank. His name was Ji Lao San, the most respected person in the group after the bald man, the second-in-command.

"Brother San... you..." The remaining two subordinates looked at Ji Lao San in shock.

"These two are too whiny and blaming others!" Ji Lao San huffed: "What time is it now? To start an internal conflict? If Brother Cihua doesn't want us, so be it! But we have hands and feet, and most importantly, we have money. As long as we get through this, we'll have a life of luxury! What do you think?"

The two subordinates thought about it and agreed. The conflict between the bald man and Ma Liu was dangerous; it could easily become a clue for the police. Only by working together could they survive.

Thinking this, the two subordinates nodded in agreement. With the bald man dead, Ji Lao San was now the leader. To stay safe, they had to rely on him.

"This money will last us a lifetime!" Ji Lao San opened the money bag, revealing stacks of cash. He knew that at this moment, only money could win their loyalty. "Each of us can get nearly 500,000! With two fewer people, there are fewer to share with!"

"Follow Brother San!" "We'll do whatever Brother San says!" The two subordinates pledged their loyalty.

Ji Lao San nodded in satisfaction and looked at the bodies of the bald man and Ma Liu on the ground with disdain...

...

Because they had gone to bed late the previous night, Chu Mengyao and Chen Yushu almost overslept. The alarm clock rang three times before they finally stumbled out of bed and ran to the bathroom to wash up.

Lin Yi had woken up early and had already prepared the ingredients for three bowls of noodles. Hearing the commotion upstairs, he started boiling water to cook the noodles. Yesterday, he had made Yangchun noodles, and today he was making chicken broth noodles, using the leftover chicken broth from yesterday.

By the time Chu Mengyao and Chen Yushu came downstairs, Lin Yi's noodles were ready.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Chen Yushu's nose was very sensitive, and she immediately smelled the chicken broth noodles, running to the dining room: "Sister Yao Yao, your Arrow Brother is making noodles for us again!"

Chu Mengyao was about to follow Chen Yushu to the dining room, but she stopped halfway when she heard Chen Yushu's words. Should she go if Lin Yi had made the noodles?

If it was for her pride and dignity, Chu Mengyao should have turned around and pretended she hadn't smelled anything. But the aroma of the noodles was too tempting!

"Hmm..." Listening to the sound of Chen Yushu eating in the dining room, Chu Mengyao was so angry she could grind her teeth. The little girl usually didn't make a sound while eating; was she doing this on purpose? Wasn't she trying to tempt her?