Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 322

Chapter 322: Chapter 318: The Disappearance of Zhang Shanni 6 [200 votes+]

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Would Xie Jingchen listen to her pleas for mercy?

With a gentle smile, Xie Jingchen’s demeanor, in contrast to the earlier sinister aura, now seemed innocuous and simple, his originally robust facial features appearing as though they belonged to someone else entirely.

However, the iron rod in his hand showed not the slightest bit of mercy, striking her abdomen once more!

"Ah—"

’Lin Aihong’ was struck by the force in his hand and flung directly onto a table to the side, ’clang’ went the table, resounding loudly from the collision, while she lay on the ground like a broken doll, unable to get up.

The pain in her abdomen caused ’Lin Aihong’ to convulse all over, her face turning pale. If by now she still didn’t realize that the man before her was taking his anger out on her, she might as well jump off a cliff!

With a scream, she felt something gushing from her throat. Gently touching with her other intact hand, she discovered it was blood!

After coughing up blood twice, she finally felt like she could breathe more easily. Seeing Rong boots close to her eyelids, she shrank back in fear, but a wave of pain engulfed her, making her feel so weak that even the slightest movement seemed like it would take her life!

At that moment, Xie Jingchen stamped fiercely on her other powerless hand. The already intense pain, now mercilessly exacerbated by his brutal stomp, made her head spin and sweat pour down coldly.

Through the sweat dripping from her eyes, she saw the man before her, gentle as the sunshine, and felt only one thing in her heart: this man was a demon!

Yet Xie Jingchen didn’t give her more time to lament. His attacks were utterly ruthless. ’Lin Aihong’ could only feel her fingers being smashed one by one under the strikes of the iron rod. The pain was so intense that she didn’t even have the strength to scream loudly, barely managing to gasp out three words, "I’ll confess..."

Seeing the other’s consciousness collapsing, Xie Jingchen sneered. That’s it, and you still dare to be a spy? Does H-country have no one else?

It was then that Xie Jingchen began recording, questioning while breaking down her defenses.

’Lin Aihong’ couldn’t last even half an hour before being utterly disarmed by Xie Jingchen’s cruel violence.

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Yan Jinchang took the opportunity to sneak out to the Rong Medical Department while the boss was conducting the interrogation.

He was about to enter the ward when Little Rong abruptly stood up and blocked him: "Commander Yan Rong, please stop. The boss said that besides doctors and nurses, no one can enter without his order!"

Little Rong stiffened upon seeing the sudden change in Commander Yan Rong’s countenance. But guarding Sister-in-law was his duty; he could only apologize to Commander Yan Rong, who looked displeased.

"..." Yan Jinchang certainly could force his way in with martial power, but upon seeing the other’s resolute eyes, it was as if he saw the boss staring at him, those distrusting eyes piercing into his chest like blades.

Two Big Head Soldiers stood opposite each other at the entrance of the ward. It seemed like a long time passed when a nurse, coming to check on the room, hesitated for a moment before meekly saying:

"Um, please don’t argue in front of the ward and disturb the patient’s rest. Also, please make way; I need to go in and check on the room."

If she didn’t know there was a pregnant woman inside, she might have thought it was two men fighting over a woman.

Upon hearing this, Little Rong hurriedly opened the door to let her through, yet kept a wary eye on Commander Yan Rong’s movements.

As Little Rong was about to close the door, Yan Jinchang spoke up.

"Don’t close the door, I’ll just take a look like this." Yan Jinchang pleaded with his colleague in front of him.

Thinking about the hardships his sister was enduring now, all because of their mother colluding with outsiders to hurt her,

he had no position to object to the boss’s precautionary measures against him.