Chapter 75: Shen Que, Your Mouth Looks Good

Chapter 75: Shen Que, Your Mouth Looks Good

"Ah!"

"Bang."

In the darkness, several people hadn't even realized what was happening before Meng Ci and Shen Que killed them with a single strike.

"What was that noise?"

"I, I think there's someone next to me..."

The person speaking quickly fell silent and then collapsed to the ground.

The smell of blood wafted through the air, and everyone finally realized that an enemy had sneaked into the room during the chaos.

Then came pandemonium.

Because it was too dark in the room, the members of White Tiger Hall couldn't tell friend from foe and began to kill each other like headless flies.

Meng Ci and Shen Que, wearing night-vision goggles, could see their movements and quickly eliminated most of them.

"Damn it, come out if you have the guts."

"Fight us fair and square; attacking from the shadows is cowardly!"

Brother Hu roared in frustration, swinging his large knife around and only managing to cut two of his own men.

He threw the cigar he was holding on the ground and pulled out a gun from inside his clothes.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two gunshots made everyone freeze in fear.

"Damn it, find a way to light up this place," Brother Hu tried to command.

But with the room pitch-black and the constant threat of being killed, no one was willing to act.

Meng Ci and Shen Que worked in perfect harmony, not killing Brother Hu first but taking out his subordinates one by one.

Blind as a bat, Brother Hu held a powerful gun, which was now useless.

Three shots hit either the glass or the wall.

After firing all five bullets, his gun became useless, and he angrily threw it away.

Apart from Brother Hu's few brothers, there were also seven or eight girls in the room. Meng Ci and Shen Que did not harm them.

"Ah, help!"

"Bang!"

For a moment, the banquet hall was filled with various sounds—the screams of women, the shattering of objects hitting the ground...

Some people, realizing something was amiss, jumped out of the windows.

Soon, apart from those few teenagers, only Brother Hu remained in the banquet hall.

Brother Hu lived up to his reputation as the leader—not only was he physically imposing, but he also had good fighting skills. However, due to the darkness, he couldn't use them effectively and thus was killed by Meng Ci and Shen Que.

The White Tiger Hall must have plenty of valuable items here, so Meng Ci lowered his voice.

"Within ten minutes, everyone leave this hotel."

"Otherwise, your fate will be the same as theirs!"

Hearing this, the surviving teenagers hurriedly ran downstairs.

The inflatable boats and rafts were stored on the sixth floor. Since they knew the place well, they quickly left together, paddling the rubber boats unsteadily.

Meng Ci and Shen Que waited for twenty minutes, thoroughly searching both floors of the hotel, even checking the stairs leading to the fifth floor, ensuring no one was left before feeling relieved.

Taking advantage of the night, they decided to transport the loot back quickly.

Generators were too heavy and each household already had one, so they didn't take any.

Diesel and gasoline, however, were essential and were definitely taken.

Bread, instant noodles, various canned fish, beef, and even half a pork roast found on the seventh floor.

Flour, rice, and all kinds of dried goods.

...

Meng Ci and Shen Que each took an inflatable boat and moved everything to their previous building under the cover of night.

Then, they changed into clean clothes, laid out the bedding they had brought from the hotel on the floor, closed the doors and windows tightly, and slept.

At six o'clock, they secretly moved some items back to the seventeenth floor.

Afterward, they returned to the storage spot in the inflatable boats, drew the curtains securely, and watched for anyone heading to the White Tiger Hall.

"Shen Que, do you think we'll have a tough fight today?"

Those teenagers we let go last night might have been caught by another gang and brought here with reinforcements.

Or perhaps they encountered patrolling soldiers and told them about the killings, bringing the military here.

"I don't know!" Shen Que leaned against the wall, eyes closed, staying alert.

"Go to sleep if you're sleepy; I'll keep watch here."

"When you wake up, I'll take a nap." Seeing that Shen Que looked tired, Meng Ci said considerately.

"Mm." Shen Que didn't refuse; he felt his mind was in a fog and soon fell asleep.

Meng Ci kept an eye on the outside for any suspicious people and did not pay attention to Shen Que anymore.

By twelve o'clock, Meng Ci's stomach started to rumble, so he decided to wake Shen Que up to eat before sleeping again.

But when he turned around, he saw Shen Que's face flushed with an abnormal redness.

"Shen Que, Shen Que!"

Meng Ci called out several times, only receiving a dazed response from Shen Que, who quickly fell back asleep.

Meng Ci touched Shen Que's forehead!

Goodness! How could he be burning up so badly?

Meng Ci looked at the things they had brought back yesterday but found no cold medicine.

Calling Shen Que a few more times and confirming there was no response, Meng Ci entered the space.

Thermometer, cold patches, amoxicillin, cold tablets, cold granules...

Meng Ci also took two bottles of mineral water and an alcohol stove out of the space.

He lit the alcohol stove and heated one bottle of mineral water.

Placing a cold patch on Shen Que's forehead, he helped him lie down and covered him with several blankets.

After warming the water a bit, Meng Ci took a disposable cup and poured some water into it.

"Shen Que, Shen Que, wake up!"

"It's time for your medicine."

However, Shen Que still showed little response.

Meng Ci had to pry open his mouth, put the amoxicillin inside, and then fed him some water.

"Shen Que, swallow it."

Fortunately, although Shen Que was dazed, he could still understand and obediently swallowed the water.

Not sure if the amoxicillin was enough, Meng Ci mixed half a cup of cold granules and fed them to Shen Que.

Sitting beside him, watching Shen Que lying on the ground, Meng Ci sighed.

If this guy couldn't swallow it himself, I would have a reason to feed him mouth-to-mouth.

Thinking this, Meng Ci slapped his head.

What time is it to think about such things!

After berating himself, Meng Ci took out a spicy mix, a cup of mango sago dessert, and a bowl of rice from the space. He sat by the window, observing the outside while eating.

After finishing his meal, Meng Ci threw the items into the water to dispose of the evidence.

Then every half hour, he checked Shen Que's temperature and wiped his sweat with wet wipes.

By four o'clock in the afternoon, Shen Que still showed no signs of waking up. Meng Ci began to suspect whether he had fainted from hunger.

"Shen Que, Shen Que? Do you want to get up and eat something?"

Still no response, Meng Ci sighed and sat on the ground.

Looking at Shen Que's lips, a bold idea arose in his heart.

This guy's lips look quite nice; if I give him a kiss, he probably won't notice!

"Shen Que? Shen Que?" Meng Ci bent down and called out again.