Chapter 396: Leng Ruoli Side Story (2)

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong

Boss Cutie

Just as she viciously prepared to plunge the dagger into Leng Ruoli's body, Leng Ruoli's hand had already used a shard of broken glass to saw through the rope, and she reached out and slashed Auntie Han's hand.

That shard of glass was something she had secretly gotten by breaking a glass bottle and fishing it into her hand.

She had originally wanted to cut the rope, but there was no time. The kidnappers had already entered the warehouse, so she could only find an opportunity to slowly saw at the rope.

Back when she was talking with Auntie Han, she had already been cutting the rope.

"Drip, drip—" Blood flowed down from Auntie Han's wrist.

Leng Ruoli was somewhat terrified.

Seeing Auntie Han bleeding without stopping, she still had an instinctive, mistaken thought of heartache.

But there was more disappointment and pain.

A person who had brought her so much happiness actually wanted to put her to death.

"You…" Auntie Han was extremely shocked.

Leng Ruoli's eyes were red as she tried to persuade her, "Auntie Han, turn yourself in, there's still time!"

Auntie Han bit down on her back teeth. Right now, she was completely blinded by hatred.

She was furious beyond control. "Is there still a way back for me! After my son died, every day I've lived has been muddled and confused! At worst, after I kill you, I'll kill myself!"

From the moment she began cooperating with the kidnappers, Auntie Han had never thought she could survive alone.

Leng Ruoli discovered in shock that Auntie Han was charging over like a reckless wild beast. With a hideous and terrifying expression, she viciously stabbed the knife toward Leng Ruoli's body. At the critical moment, Leng Ruoli had already grabbed Auntie Han's hands.

Auntie Han gripped the knife and desperately forced the tip toward Leng Ruoli's chest.

Leng Ruoli was just a frail little girl, alone and weak. She simply couldn't withstand this terrifying strength. When the tip of the knife was only a few centimeters from her body, Leng Ruoli suddenly bit down on Auntie Han's palm.

"Ah…" Auntie Han cried out in pain.

There was already Auntie Han's skin and blood left in Leng Ruoli's mouth.

Auntie Han covered her hand, in unbearable pain.

Leng Ruoli saw hope. She immediately grabbed the dagger Auntie Han had dropped on the ground and ran toward the warehouse door.

Just as she was about to open the warehouse door, with a ripping sound, Leng Ruoli's back was viciously stabbed.

Leng Ruoli looked at Auntie Han, who was gripping the shard, in shock.

Auntie Han stared at her with a bloodthirsty, demonic look. Disheveled and filthy, she was crazed like a female demon. "You can't escape. Let's die together!"

Leng Ruoli had been stabbed and was bleeding, her teeth chattering from the pain.

She desperately dodged Auntie Han's flurry of stabs, even scrambling and crawling on the ground. She wept bitterly and begged continuously, but Auntie Han didn't even blink.

She was even more terrifying than Auntie Guo, her strikes exceptionally vicious, quick, and ruthless.

Leng Ruoli was already streaming blood. She grabbed Auntie Han's hand as the knife was about to fall. While the other was gathering all her strength, and while she was locked in a stalemate with Auntie Han, she took the dagger in her hand and stabbed it straight in.

"BOOM—"

A furious peal of thunder struck the gray sky.

Lightning flashed across Leng Ruoli's ashen face.

Leng Ruoli's eyes went wide.

She felt blood already flowing continuously from her palm.

It wasn't her blood…

Leng Ruoli had already seen Auntie Han's eyes staring wide in horror.

She looked down and realized she was gripping the dagger, and the spot that hurt was precisely where Auntie Han's heart was.

"AH—" Leng Ruoli screamed.

She was about to go mad.

So much, so much blood, all over her palm.

That dagger was buried alive in Auntie Han's body!

Auntie Han's whole body pitched straight downward.

She died with her eyes still open.

"BOOM—" The thunder was deafening. Outside, thunder and rain raged, wild winds howled, as if the world had plunged into darkness.

Yet Leng Ruoli could clearly see the thick, fishy-smelling blood on her palm.

The blood soaked her entire palm.

"Auntie Han… Auntie Han…" Leng Ruoli trembled as she reached out and gently placed her hand beneath Auntie Han's nose.

She was only testing, but she didn't feel the slightest breath.

Leng Ruoli was so frightened she fell back onto her rear. "AH—"

Her whole body shuddered with painful trembling. She sat on the ground powerlessly, her legs gone weak.

"I… I killed someone, killed someone, killed someone…"

Leng Ruoli's mind was in utter chaos. Tears wildly ravaged her cheeks.

While Leng Ruoli was completely at a loss, a set of footsteps came from outside.

"Seems that girl ran out! What's with all that noise!"

Leng Ruoli was panicked beyond measure.

How is there still someone coming! No, she couldn't die!

In her desperation, Leng Ruoli crawled to the ventilation duct opening and got out.

She was very small, and it just so happened that the duct opening could accommodate her crawling through alone.

In the filthy, dark duct, Leng Ruoli wiped her tears while stubbornly pushing forward.

She didn't know how long she had crawled, but she finally came out from another opening. She laboriously pried off the cover and emerged from inside.

The weather was still terrible at this moment, with the occasional peal of thunder coming from the distance.

Raindrops struck Leng Ruoli's cold, pale little face. Injured and enduring the pain, she desperately ran forward, glancing left and right from time to time, terrified someone would appear.

This was, after all, an abandoned old factory. There was basically no one coming or going here, let alone any vehicles. And even if there were a car, Leng Ruoli couldn't be sure it was reliable.

She clutched her wounds and forged ahead under the burden. She didn't know how far she had walked. Her legs had gone numb, and her whole body was piercingly cold.

Just when Leng Ruoli was about to be unable to hold on any longer, she heard the sound of a car horn.

Leng Ruoli looked back in terror and saw a group of burly men driving over in a car, extremely ferocious.

What flashed through her mind was nothing but the terrifying scenes of the murder site.

No, she couldn't die!

Leng Ruoli gathered all her strength and ran desperately along a small country road.

This road was one a car simply couldn't drive on.

But the group behind her chased with all their might. How could Leng Ruoli's two legs outrun so many people? In her despair, she saw the factory by the sea up ahead.

She saw a youth in a raincoat carrying fish boxes.

He had a tall, slender figure like a measuring rod, a fair and clean face, and very black, very bright eyes. He was a refreshing-looking young man, his features still somewhat green, but his facial structure was well-proportioned.

At this moment, wearing rubber gloves, he was working hard.

"Save me! There are kidnappers trying to kill me, save me!" Leng Ruoli rushed up and desperately begged for help.

This was her last straw.

If he didn't help her, she would die.

The youth was clearly a bit dumbfounded.

After all, a girl covered in blood and disheveled running out to beg for help—anyone would be dumbfounded, right?

But he saw the group of burly men surrounding and intercepting her, and his brain quickly started working.

While Leng Ruoli was crying and begging for help, the youth had already cleverly pushed her into a warehouse. "Stay inside and behave. I'll help you draw them away."

After Leng Ruoli was stuffed into the warehouse, she heard the sound of the door being locked from outside, and then a key was pushed in through the crack of the door.

"Don't give it to anyone!" the youth instructed.

Leng Ruoli hurriedly grabbed that key.

Just as she took it, with a clang, Leng Ruoli discovered in terror that the youth had been pushed against the iron door.

A very heavy sound.

It frightened Leng Ruoli badly!

Through the crack of the door, she saw several grim, hideous faces.

"Open the door for me!" a Scarface man berated the youth, and even kicked him.

She could tell the kick was very heavy; the door rattled, and the youth's pained grunt reached her ears.

Leng Ruoli was so shocked she was about to scream. She saw the youth shake his head at her through the crack of the door.

His gaze was clear, and very determined.

Leng Ruoli, with two pools of tears in her eyes, grabbed her mouth with her hand and tried her best to stay calm.

She shrank back, staying in the corner, her face full of fear and guilt.

There was a trace of displeasure in the youth's eyes as he stubbornly retorted to Scarface, "I don't have the key. I've already called the police!"

"Damn you, I see you won't take a toast unless it's a forfeit!" Scarface's temper flared. He gave a look, and the several lackeys behind him rushed up and rained punches and kicks on Jiang Muye.

Leng Ruoli could completely feel the brutality of the scene outside. Her heart pounded like a drum, especially tugged into powerlessness by the youth's agonized cries of pain.

She was in unbearable pain, her fingers scratching desperately against the rusty iron door.

Yet besides enduring, all she could do was endure.

Scarface grabbed Jiang Muye by the hair and asked roughly, "Can you give the key now!"

"I won't give it to you even if I die, ptooey!" Jiang Muye spat a mouthful of saliva right onto Scarface's face.

Scarface's face turned iron-cold at once.

"BOOM—" Thunder and gunfire rang out at the same time.

The youth's wail rose.

Sharp as a sickle, it stabbed viciously into Leng Ruoli's body.

Leng Ruoli's heart skipped half a beat. She cried and begged, "No!"

She was now collapsed on the ground, about to break down.

Guilt filled her chest, making her feel terrible.

Through the crack of the door, she could see the bloody hole in the youth's shoulder. He clutched his shoulder and rolled on the ground in pain, and every roll hurt Leng Ruoli's heart.

Though she had never met him before, a stranger could do this much for her, and even now still hadn't yielded to this gang of cruel kidnappers. Leng Ruoli was both moved and ashamed.

If not for her, these people wouldn't be treating a boy so horribly.

While Leng Ruoli wept uncontrollably, Scarface was luring her. "Open the door, or I'll kill him!"

Scarface walked closer to the iron door, probing through the crack, while Leng Ruoli's little face was very pale, her lips trembling in fear.

Open the door—she didn't have the courage.

She didn't want to die.

But she also didn't want to watch this good person die.

Leng Ruoli's eyes instantly reddened all over. While she trembled in fear, Scarface grew a bit impatient. "Are you going to open the door or not!"

"Don't open it!" While Scarface was berating Leng Ruoli, the youth roared, and even when Scarface kicked the door and frightened Leng Ruoli, the youth rushed up to snatch the gun from Scarface's hand.

"Pa—"

Another gunshot.