Behind him, the two kidnappers' angry roars and heavy footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the crackling sound of branches being violently broken was like the beat of a life-chasing drum.
His gray-blue eyes were as sharp as an eagle in the darkness, quickly scanning the complex terrain ahead.
He needed an opportunity, an opportunity to briefly shake off the pursuers, or... an opportunity to launch a counterattack.
Suddenly, his eyes locked onto a few huge, ancient trees not far ahead, their roots intertwined to form a natural hole, and a narrow, almost invisible gap next to them, obscured by dense vines.
The gap was only wide enough for one person to pass sideways, and there seemed to be a steep slope behind it.
Ye Qingliu didn't hesitate at all. He made a sharp turn and rushed towards the gap! Just as he was about to dive into the vines, he deliberately slammed his shoulder into a thinner tree nearby!
"Crack!" The small tree broke with a sound, and the fallen trunk and branches partially blocked the traces of him getting into the gap, and also slightly delayed the sight of the pursuers behind him.
"Over there!" The kidnapper leader covered his still bleeding nose, his voice unclear and furious, pointing at the place where the vines were shaking and yelling.
The two men immediately chased to the crevice. The kidnapper leader tore away the hanging vines and saw the narrow passage and the steep slope behind it. A grim smile spread across his face: "Damn it! You're courting death! Chase them down!"
Another kidnapper squeezed in first, followed closely by the kidnapper leader.
Beyond the crevice, there was indeed a steep, slippery slope covered in moss and gravel. The slope was so steep that it required the combined use of hands and feet to keep steady. Ye Qingliu's figure was a dozen meters below, sliding rapidly downward.
The two kidnappers didn't care about anything else and started to chase after him, cursing. The slippery moss made them stagger with every step, making them look very awkward.
Ye Qingliu slid to the bottom of the slope, and in front of it was a relatively open depression covered with knee-high weeds and low shrubs.
He continued to run forward without stopping, but his speed seemed to have slowed down for a moment because of the previous slide.
"See where you can run!" The kidnapper who had chased after them first was overjoyed when he saw this. He quickened his pace and rushed forward waving a steel pipe.
Just when he was only a few steps away from Ye Qingliu's back, the moment the steel pipe was raised high—
Ye Qingliu, who seemed to be running away in front, suddenly ducked to the right without any warning.
At the same time, a very slight "bang" sound, like a thin thread breaking, came from his wrists, which were tied behind his back! The seemingly strong, water-soaked hemp rope was actually broken by him at the critical moment by using a special breaking technique and continuous friction damage!
Hands free again!
As Ye Qingliu crouched down, his left hand shot out like lightning and accurately grabbed a short hardwood stick that he had hidden at some point in the bushes nearby. The stick was as thick as his wrist and had an extremely sharp tip.
All the movements were done in one go, so fast as if they had been rehearsed thousands of times.
He used the strength of his waist to turn around, and his body spun around suddenly like a spring that was stretched and then released.
The hardwood short stick in his hand made a sharp sound of breaking through the air, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, and swept towards the shin of the kidnapper who was chasing him from behind with incredible precision.
"Ouch!"
A shrill, distorted scream echoed through the forest!
The kidnapper who was rushing in the front felt an indescribable pain in his calf bone, as if the bone was instantly shattered.
He fell forward screaming like a felled wooden stake. The steel pipe in his hand flew far away. He rolled on the ground holding his calf and wailing wildly, losing his fighting ability in an instant.
All this happened in a flash!
The kidnapper leader who rushed down the steep slope just happened to witness this bloody and neat scene.
He was horrified and stopped his forward momentum abruptly! Looking at his companions rolling and wailing on the ground, he looked at Ye Qingliu in front of him who was holding a bloody wooden stick and slowly standing up.
His short black hair was a little messy and stuck to his sweaty forehead, stained with grass and dirt.
The gray-blue eyes shone surprisingly brightly in the dark forest, like ice locking onto prey. There was no joy of victory in them, only pure indifference and murderous determination that froze to the bone marrow.
The blood on his forehead dried to a dark red, adding a touch of cruelty. He was panting slightly, his chest heaving, and his knuckles turning white from the force of gripping the crude yet deadly weapon. The tip of the stick was still stained with fresh blood.
He stood there, and although he was thin, he looked like a sharp and fierce blade that had just drunk blood.
The cold aura emanating from his body made the surrounding humid and hot air seem to solidify and freeze instantly!
The kidnapper leader covered his aching nose and met those eyes. An uncontrollable chill instantly shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head!
That look was not what a pampered young master should have! It was filled with the true coldness of someone who had seen blood!
"You...you..." The kidnapper leader was so frightened that he took a step back, his voice trembling without him even noticing.
The steel pipe in his hand seemed to become extremely heavy.
Ye Qingliu said nothing. He simply raised his arm slowly and pointed the sharp, blood-stained stick at the kidnapper leader. The tip of the stick was steady, without a single shake.
The gray-blue pupils shrank slightly, like a beast about to launch a fatal attack.
The air was as tense as a fully drawn bowstring.
Just then—
"Woo-woo-woo
The sharp and piercing sound of sirens pierced the sky, coming from far away and sweeping in from all directions of the valley like a tide.
It broke the dead silence in the dense forest! The sounds became louder and more frequent, as if an invisible net was rapidly closing in.
The kidnapper leader trembled violently, his face instantly turning pale. The last trace of ferocity in his eyes was replaced by a huge panic! It's over! The police are here! How come so soon?!
He looked in horror in the direction where the sirens came from, and then suddenly looked at Ye Qingliu who was like a demon in front of him. The huge fear overwhelmed everything.
He let out a strange cry, dropped the steel pipe in his hand, and like a headless fly, turned around and ran for his life in the opposite direction of the sirens, deep in the dense forest!
He couldn't even care about his companions who were still wailing on the ground!
Ye Qingliu didn't chase after him. His tense body relaxed slightly, but his eyes still scanned the surroundings vigilantly, especially in the direction the kidnapper leader was fleeing.
He did not put down the wooden stick in his hand, but listened attentively to the sirens that were getting closer and closer, judging the direction and distance.
The sweat mixed with dried blood slid down his forehead. He raised his hand and wiped it away casually. Finally, a trace of relief flashed across the depths of his gray-blue eyes.
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