"Ouch...that hurts!"
The girl clutched her aching chest, slowly sat up from the ground, her pale lips parted slightly, her voice as cold as a chilling spring.
Her long, dark hair fluttered in the wind under the moonlight streaming through the roof, exuding an eerie yet indescribable allure.
The girl gently rubbed her aching temples, squinted, and used the moonlight to observe her surroundings, trying to determine whether she was in a dream or in reality.
Her memory stopped a second before the explosion. Until her death, she never knew who had orchestrated the plot that led to her demise in that sudden explosion.
Ding-dong~
Just then, the phone next to the girl vibrated. She fumbled for it and picked it up; Face ID unlocked automatically.
Tap to open a message on your phone, and a video of a man and a woman entangled in each other will automatically play on the screen. The woman's moans in the video are extremely wanton.
Seeing the surprise that suddenly appeared on her phone, the girl's beautiful and clear eyes narrowed slightly. She was now certain that she had come back to life.
At that moment, the girl's mind flashed back to the original owner's identity and past.
The original owner's name was Wen Lu, 18 years old, the daughter of the richest man in Harbin. She had poor health since childhood and suffered from congenital heart disease, making her a typical sickly and delicate person.
The original owner of this body was here today because she was tricked by her newly adopted older sister, who told her that her beloved Xiao Ran was waiting for her here...
Wen Lu stood up from the ground, turned on her phone's flashlight, and observed her surroundings. She then realized that it was an abandoned warehouse.
She chuckled self-deprecatingly and began to worry about her intelligence. Having transmigrated into such a naive and innocent body, she wondered if her IQ would be affected.
Holding a flashlight, Wen Lu found the main door in the huge warehouse. She pulled hard on the door and found that it had been locked from the outside.
Her beautiful eyes narrowed involuntarily. It seemed that her older sister, who had just returned to the Wen family, really hated her and was afraid that she wouldn't die here. She even locked the door so that no one could find her.
Looking around the huge warehouse, Wen Lu thought that if she didn't do something now, there was no way she could wait for rescue; she would only face death.
After observing her surroundings, Wen Lu chose a method that would be extremely physically demanding: she would have to climb up the pillars in the warehouse to reach the top in order to escape.
Gently touching her aching chest, Wen Lu took a deep breath. She decided to take a gamble; sitting idly by and waiting for death was not her style. Her favorite thing was extreme challenges.
Since Heaven has given her a second chance, she will naturally not let Heaven down. This time, she will definitely choose to live well, avenge herself and the original owner, and complete the things she didn't finish in her previous life.
Wen Lu moved quickly, but physical strength was indeed her biggest obstacle.
Halfway up, she clearly felt the limits of her body. She bit her lower lip hard, mustered her last bit of strength, and used all her remaining strength to climb to the top of the warehouse.
When she crawled out of the hole in the warehouse roof, she lay limp on the roof, panting heavily.
Now it felt like a huge rock was pressing on her chest, making it hard for her to breathe. She had a feeling that she wouldn't live to see the next second.
Just then, a crisp gunshot shattered the silence of the night, followed by a second shot, and then a third...
Wen Lu lay on the roof of the warehouse, cautiously observing her surroundings. She never expected to encounter such a thing in such a desolate place.
After a while, there were no more gunshots. Wen Lu struggled to sit up on the roof and looked in the distance, but it was all dark and she couldn't see anything.
Just then, Wen Lu heard rustling sounds coming from around the warehouse, and a man's heavy breathing could be heard in the quiet night.
She crouched back down to the edge of the roof, secretly observing her surroundings.
Her gaze quickly settled on the figure of the man crouching between the two shipping containers.
The man's body was hunched over, clearly indicating that he had suffered a severe injury.
Wen Lu, who originally didn't want to cause trouble for herself, felt a pang of pity for some reason when she looked at the man's figure.
Under the cover of darkness, she endured the pain in her chest and climbed down the stairs on the other side of the warehouse.
Wen Lu's feet had just touched the ground, and before she could walk to the man's side, a car with blinding lights drove towards the warehouse.
After rolling around on the ground, Wen Lu hid inside an open shipping container, standing behind the door and observing from the shadows.
At this moment, the car stopped outside the container, and two people got out of the car, each holding a Type 92F pistol, clearly professional assassins.
“I’m sure that person is nearby. He can’t be that fast, he can’t have gone very far,” one of them said in Mandarin with a foreign accent.
“It’s too dark here. It’s not easy to be discovered if we hide. Let’s split up. You be careful. He’s been shot three times. He’s no match for us.”
The other man strongly agreed with the first man. He had already roughly estimated the distance to the man from a distance and was certain that the man they had lost track of was nearby.
After finalizing their plan, the two men turned around and began searching in different directions.
What they didn't expect was that there was a pair of wolf-like eyes watching them from behind.
After the two men left, Wen Lu tiptoed out of the container, quickly followed behind one of the men, jumped up from behind him, grabbed the man's neck with both hands, and twisted it forcefully, instantly killing the man.
Seeing that the man had already lost his breath, Wen Lu quickly searched his body and put everything she thought was useful into her pockets.
Finally, she found an iron tag around the man's neck, confirming his identity as a mercenary from F Continent.
Wen Lu looked at the man who was already dead, her beautiful eyes narrowed, her fair face expressionless.
She took the 92F from the man's hand, tucked it behind her waist, and quietly went to find another man, trying her best not to alert him.
The original owner's body was really too weak. Wen Lu felt short of breath after taking a few steps. She leaned back in the corner and adjusted her breathing.
After searching through her backpack without finding the original owner's usual medication, a cold smile crept onto her lips. The person who sent the original owner here was indeed ruthless; they hadn't even left her any medicine.
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