Opening her eyes, An Wan covered her nose with her left hand and held her breath for a minute.
In an instant, he pulled out a small dagger from his spatial storage and concealed it in his chest.
Lu Zhili, who was sleeping next to him, had been drugged and was no longer snoring.
"Go in and bring that little girl out. Make sure you don't mistake her for someone else."
"good."
Two men's voices came from the doorway, along with the creaking sound of the door opening.
Then two figures appeared in the room.
Little girl?
Is it her?
Why?
An Wan couldn't figure it out for a moment. Naturally, the thieves were after her, so she pretended to faint and waited until she got outside to find out the thieves' purpose before dealing with them.
It wasn't convenient inside; she didn't want the Lu family to be stained with blood.
This is a place full of love, where only happy laughter can be heard.
"That's her, let's go right away." The man in black was overjoyed when he saw An Wan lying on the bed, already knocked unconscious by sleeping gas, and his voice was filled with excitement.
After working hard all night, I finally succeeded.
An Wan, who was pretending to be unconscious, was carried on the shoulder of the man in black. He acted very well, without even frowning or trembling his eyelashes.
Several men in black led An Wan out of the Lu family home, closed the door, and made it seem as if no one had been there.
After walking for ten minutes, we arrived at a small road leading out of the village and prepared to get into a car and leave.
"Haha. I'm so happy today. I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. After I get the money, I'll treat my buddies to a late-night snack, a shower, and maybe a few girls to play with."
The man pulled off his hood, revealing a head shaped like an egg.
This man was none other than the bald husband of the department store owner.
"No problem, no problem! We're good brothers, it's only right that we help each other out."
"That's right, we believe in Brother Li."
"Then let's hurry up and exchange this child for money! I can't wait any longer. It's been so long since I've been with a woman, I've forgotten what it feels like."
"Hahaha!"
The group burst into laughter, which sounded particularly jarring in the darkness.
Sell it for money?
An Wan, who had been thrown into the trunk of the car, opened her eyes, her amber pupils gleaming like glass in the darkness.
His lips curled up, forming a wicked smile.
You can sell me, but will you even be alive to spend the money?
An Wan opened the trunk lid, jumped out gently, and stood steadily on the dirt road without making a sound.
Seeing the men in front of her laughing, she wanted to end their lives with a single blow.
But dying like that is too comfortable, too easy for them.
no!
She was going to torture them properly.
If you stab them dozens of times in non-lethal places, that's what it means to be worse than dead.
An Wan went around to the side of the car that was near the bushes and hid there, wondering if the bad guys would be scared to death if they found out she wasn't in the trunk.
Hahaha--
I really want to see their terrified faces.
As the men were chatting and laughing and preparing to get into the car, one of the fat men noticed that the trunk lid was open.
Startled, she screamed, "Ahhh—!"
"What are you doing?! You scared me to death."
"Yeah, it almost gave me a heart attack."
"Shut up! It's so noisy."
The bald man frowned, his voice tinged with displeasure. But he also noticed his accomplice's odd behavior and looked in the direction of his hand.
I noticed that the trunk lid was open.
"What are you yelling about! Did you forget to close the trunk?" The bald man walked over and prepared to close it.
Upon closer inspection, the rear compartment was found to be completely empty.
Where is that little girl?
"The person has disappeared—"
The men in front of the bald man didn't believe him when they heard what he said.
Only the fat man who first discovered the trunk lid was open was so frightened that his face turned pale.
Gone?
“I clearly threw her into the trunk, how could she be gone? She was clearly unconscious and didn’t move at all.”
"Moreover, after inhaling that sleeping gas, one's whole body becomes weak and powerless, making it impossible to walk."
The fat man spoke in hushed tones at times, and in louder tones at others.
His voice trembled, and his face was filled with terror. "Did a ghost take that child? There are many graves nearby. I heard this used to be a mass grave, and it's often haunted."
"Stop talking, I'm terrified of ghosts!"
"Yeah, that was terrifying!"
"What nonsense are you spouting! Shut up!" the bald man cursed, pointing at the fat man. A gust of cold wind blew by, and he shivered, cold sweat breaking out on his back.
It was pitch black all around, with only the car headlights barely illuminating everyone's faces.
The sounds of various insects chirping came from the grass, and the faint sound of clothes rubbing together could also be heard.
"The child must have been jolted awake and ran away. Everyone, hurry up and look for him, we'll definitely find him." The bald man pointed at the group of men, his voice carrying a hint of terror, though he was trying his best to remain calm.
Suddenly a dark figure jumped onto their heads and landed on the roof of the car.
A mournful and eerie cat meow rang out.
The group shrank back in fright and looked back, only to see a black cat, about the size of a stray dog, on the roof of the car.
"Ahhhh—"
"Ghost! Ghost!"
"Run!"
The sounds of pigs being slaughtered echoed one after another.
Although black cats are said to be auspicious creatures, believed to ward off evil and bring wealth, they symbolize good fortune.
However, black cats can be found wherever there are evil spirits or malevolent spirits, so there must be ghosts or spirits in the places where they stay.
How could they not be afraid?
"Don't yell! It's nothing, it's just a cat." The bald man didn't believe in ghosts; he'd never encountered one in his life.
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