Realizing something was wrong, Yu Yao quietly followed them.
The man dragged the unconscious Fang Qiaoqiao towards the end of the corridor.
Now Yu Yao is certain that her feeling was correct; this man is indeed from the fruit canning factory.
At the very end of the corridor is an abandoned room, which is used by the cannery to store miscellaneous items. Because it is remote, few people outside the cannery would know that there is such a room.
But who could this figure be?
The corridor was dimly lit, and Yu Yao hid around the corner, peeking out to observe.
Before the man entered the room, Yu Yao saw his profile clearly and was extremely surprised.
It was him!
Wu Dayong, that strange guy in the sugar water workshop, the man who hid behind her last time and said he wanted to help.
This man had a very low profile in the canning workshop. His syrup-making skills were average. He didn't like to talk and rarely interacted with others. He would leave work on time.
Logically speaking, he and Fang Qiaoqiao should have no interaction, so why did he attack Qiaoqiao?
But now is not the time to dwell on that. Seeing that the person had entered the room, Yu Yao looked around, grabbed a piece of wood piled up near the corridor, and followed.
Whether out of carelessness or overconfidence, the other party did not close the door.
The door was ajar, with a crack visible.
Yu Yao gripped the wooden stick, not daring to make any rash moves, and peered through the crack in the door to check the situation inside.
Wu Dayong tied the unconscious Fang Qiaoqiao to a chair.
Just as he was tying her up, Fang Qiaoqiao woke up and was about to scream when she saw Wu Dayong in front of her.
Wu Dayong covered her mouth, stuffed a towel into it, and seeing Fang Qiaoqiao's panicked face, he revealed a satisfied smile: "Scared? If you behave, I might consider letting you die a little faster in a bit."
Fang Qiaoqiao saw the dagger in his hand, and retreated in terror, shaking her head and muttering incessantly.
"You want me to stop killing you?"
Fang Qiaoqiao nodded repeatedly.
Wu Dayong, who had been smiling just moments before, instantly changed his expression, grabbed her by the neck, and brandished a dagger at her face. "It's too late to beg for mercy now. Why weren't you afraid when you ran off with other men? It's this face that attracts all sorts of men. If you ruin it, no one will want you anymore. You'll only be mine."
After saying that, Wu Dayong raised his dagger and slashed at Fang Qiaoqiao's face.
Fang Qiaoqiao was so frightened that she burst into tears. Just when she was in despair, a figure rushed out from outside the door, knocked the dagger out of Wu Dayong's hand with a stick, and began to fight with him.
Wu Dayong saw Yu Yao's expression change, then he revealed a sinister smile: "You've come at the right time. I've had my eye on your face for a long time. I'll make sure you die a more comfortable death later."
Yu Yao glanced at him indifferently, and rushed up while he was speaking.
Wu Dayong was not to be outdone and started fighting with Yu Yao.
At first, Wu Dayong thought Yu Yao would be easy to deal with. He had fought Yu Yao before, but it was a brief encounter and he hadn't really fought seriously, which led to his misjudgment of Yu Yao.
Unexpectedly, the person who looked short and weak was actually quite strong and seemed to know how to use fists and feet.
This is a bit tricky.
Seeing that he was about to lose, Wu Dayong retreated repeatedly, pulled out a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Yu Yao: "Don't move, or I'll shoot."
Outside, Wu Huaiqing noticed that Yu Yao and Fang Qiaoqiao hadn't come out yet, and was just about to ask someone to watch their things when he saw Lu Ze come in.
Lu Ze didn't see Yu Yao and asked, "Where's Yu Yao?"
"Lu Ze, hurry up and go into the canning workshop to check. Qiaoqiao went back to get something and hasn't come out for half an hour. Yu Yao went to look for her, and it's been ten minutes now, but she still hasn't come out. I'm afraid something has happened to them." Wu Huaiqing still feels lingering fear when he thinks about what happened in the warehouse last time.
Lu Ze's expression turned serious after hearing this. He asked them which direction they had gone and then chased after them.
In the storage room.
Yu Yao stopped, her gaze falling on the pistol in Wu Dayong's hand, her eyes flickering. "I won't move, don't shoot! Let's talk this out. If you're willing to let us go, we can pretend today's events never happened."
"Yu Yao, do you think I'm stupid? Your man is an officer in the army. If I let you go, do you think you'd even have a chance to live?"
Wu Dayong was agitated, pointing his gun at Yu Yao and Fang Qiaoqiao and moving it around.
Yu Yao was afraid he might accidentally fire in his excitement, so she softened her voice to reassure him: "Don't be nervous, let's talk this out. You won't survive if you kill us now. There are too many people in the factory, and if you fire a gun, the commotion will definitely get out of control. Let's all calm down. You've worked so hard for so many years to become a dessert mix designer, you have a bright future ahead of you, why ruin it..."
All she could do now was stall for time and try to calm Wu Dayong down, hoping that Wu Huaiqing would realize something was wrong soon and come to help.
"Future prospects?" Wu Dayong laughed and cried at the same time, as if he had heard something funny. "If it weren't for the fact that you were trying to pass this damn dessert chef exam, you would never have run off with someone. But it doesn't matter, I've caught you and will cut off every piece of flesh from your body, one slice at a time, like this."
At this point, he patted his stomach and smiled strangely, "Now we're together. Not just you, but many other people too."
Yu Yao's breath hitched. Just as she was about to make a move, her gaze fell on Wu Dayong's back, and she stopped in her tracks instantly.
Suddenly, Wu Dayong agitatedly pointed his gun at Yu Yao, shouting, "Women who are promiscuous and attract unwanted attention deserve to die. You two deserve to die too!"
With a bang, the bullet was fired when Lu Ze tackled Wu Dayong from behind. The bullet went astray, grazing Lu Ze's arm and hitting the wall beside him.
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