The kidnappers' laughter suddenly stopped. The leading man narrowed his eyes and the flesh on his face trembled. "Oh, you still want to jump off the cliff? Do you think you can be free by jumping down?"

Shen Liwu's face was pale, the wind messed up her long hair, a few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks, making her look particularly embarrassed.

Her chest rose and fell violently, and every breath seemed to burn the air in her lungs.

Her fingers tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, her nails almost digging into her palms, the pain kept her awake.

"If you take one more step forward, I will jump." Her voice was cold and there was no hesitation in her eyes.

The kidnappers' expressions changed, and the leading man spat, "Damn, you're quite brave! But do you think I'm afraid of you jumping? If you die, it will save us the trouble! I'll go and collect the reward directly."

"Brother, that woman said she wanted to rape her, and it would be best if she were killed." The younger brother at the side reminded.

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's not like I don't know this."

Shen Liwu's heart sank suddenly. It seemed that they were going to rape her first and then kill her. Who was going to kill her?

Her eyes swept across the cliff again. The wind whistled below the cliff, as if calling her.

Even if she died, she would not let these beasts touch her.

She just felt a little regretful that she didn't practice martial arts well in her previous life. She was confident that she could deal with one person, but she had no confidence at all against so many people.

She wanted to take a chance on life or death.

Zhou Yanjing's face flashed through my mind, the man who always had a doting smile on his face.

"Zhou Yanjing..." She silently repeated his name in her heart, feeling somewhat regretful that she had not yet loved him well. She still had so many things she wanted to say to him and so many things she wanted to do with him.

What a pity...

Shen Liwu turned around suddenly and jumped without hesitation. His figure drew an arc in the darkness and disappeared on the edge of the cliff.

"Fuck! This woman really jumped!" The kidnapper rushed to the edge of the cliff, stared down with wide eyes, and saw the dark abyss swallowing her figure, and not even a sound came up.

"Boss, what should we do now?" The younger brother next to him swallowed, his voice mixed with anxiety and panic.

"What else can we do? The person has already jumped, is there any chance we can get him back?" The kidnapper leader spat, his face gloomy, "Damn it, we are really losing out this time!"

The kidnapper leader looked around the cliff for a moment, and finally waved his hand, "Retreat! Retreat quickly! Don't waste your fucking time here!"

Several people turned around in a hurry, and ran away with messy footsteps on the gravel and weeds.

…

When Zhou Yanjing led his men to the dilapidated house, he saw the kidnapper with his throat cut. His face darkened and he said:

"Check the surrounding area for other clues. Don't miss any details."

The soldiers quickly dispersed and began to search the ruins carefully. Zhou Yanjing squatted down and carefully observed the kidnapper whose throat was cut, with a frown on his face.

"Captain, there are footprints here!" a soldier shouted, pointing to the deep and shallow footprints on the ground.

Zhou Yanjing walked over quickly and reached out to touch the footprints. The footprints extended into the grass outside the house, and it was obvious that someone had left here.

"Follow the footprints, quickly!" He whispered the order, with a hint of suppressed urgency in his voice.