The excruciating pain made Mo Shuwan's vision go black, and she couldn't focus. She could only grope like a half-blind person to insert the dagger into its sheath, then quickly stuff it back into the back of her jeans. She reached out to cover the gaping wound, and physiological tears filled her eyes.
Just as she finished doing all this, the bandit was already standing a step away from her. When her chin was lifted by the cold barrel of a gun, Mo Shuwan's vision had not yet returned to normal, and she could only look at the bandit through a layer of tears.
The thug sized up Mo Shuwan with interest for a few seconds, then impatiently nudged her hand with the barrel of his gun. "Take your hand away."
The intense pain and fear intertwined, causing Mo Shuwan to tremble all over. After shakily lowering her hand from her left cheek, she clearly heard the bandit utter a curse. The bandit quickly abandoned Mo Shuwan and went to find another woman.
After the bandits left, Mo Shuwan immediately clenched her fists and curled up into a ball. Each breath felt like it was taking half her life. She gradually half-lay on the ground, biting her lower lip tightly the whole time to avoid crying out in pain. But even so, she couldn't stop the trembling caused by the excruciating pain.
Mo Shuwan's surroundings were quickly stained red with blood. Those around her noticed something was wrong, but only dared to glance at her briefly and did not dare to pay too much attention.
What are you doing!
A commotion suddenly broke out not far from Mo Shuwan, but it quickly attracted the attention of the bandits. They probably felt that the hostages posed no threat to them, so they simply fired a shot in the direction above their heads as a warning.
The man who had just shouted immediately lowered his head, but his face quickly returned to its fury. He turned and shouted in a low voice, "Stop pushing me! If we attract the attention of the bandits again, we'll all be dead."
"Move forward."
"You!" Although he was furious, the man dared not make too much noise. He could only move forward a little, which brought him behind Mo Shuwan. When he looked down and saw the blood all over the ground, he almost thought the person in front of him was dead. The fear of seeing blood made the man, who was originally quite angry, immediately realize his current situation. He obediently shrank his head and dared not make a sound anymore.
It took Mo Shuwan a full half hour to recover from the excruciating pain. She was covered in blood and looked no more benign than the bandits when she was dragged out.
The wound on his face was simply wrapped with a strip of cloth cut from the hem of his T-shirt to stop the bleeding. He was still feeling dizzy, but the one-hour deadline set by the bandits was getting closer and closer. If he didn't do something soon, he might really lose his life.
None of the women who were taken away, including Chen Na, returned. As the one-hour deadline approached, the bandits' patience was about to run out. A loud argument drifted from the direction of the stairwell, and Mo Shuwan vaguely heard the word 'detonate'.
We must find a way!
Upon hearing this, Mo Shuwan subconsciously glanced back, but froze when she saw one of them. She quickly rubbed her eyes and clearly saw the blond, blue-eyed boy being protected a few steps away from her.
Philosophy Archer – the youngest son of the president of Country O.
A complex mix of emotions welled up inside me: joy, despair, and fear, but mostly a profound sense of relief and relaxation.
It at least proves that the people around you are all living, breathing human beings.
The bodyguard protecting Felosi from being jostled whispered, "The locator is still on him. We haven't moved for so long, the captain and the others will definitely take action..."
“But…” The boy bit his lip, looked up angrily at the bandits loitering not far away, and quickly lowered his head before being discovered. His fists were clenched, and his body trembled with anger. This was the first time that Felosi, who had been well protected since childhood, had asked for independence and encountered this.
Mo Shuwan had met him once before, two years ago when she was an exchange student in Country O. She never expected to see him again under these circumstances.
Mo Shuwan slowly moved closer to Felosis. The middle-aged man behind her was clearly on edge. When Mo Shuwan accidentally bumped into him, he was so startled that he sat down on the feet of Felosis's bodyguard. Mo Shuwan quickly made a shushing gesture and squeezed through the crowd to Felosis's side.
As soon as Mo Shuwan squeezed through, the bodyguard cast a wary glance at her. But time was of the essence, and there was no way to explain too much to him, so she had to get straight to the point, "I have a way to stall for a while, but I need your cooperation."
She had lost too much blood, and at this moment her voice was not only hoarse but also weak and powerless. Mo Shuwan thought her voice was very loud, but in reality it was only slightly louder than the buzzing of a mosquito.
Felosis couldn't hear what Mo Shuwan said, but as a gentleman, seeing a lady covered in blood, his eyes involuntarily showed deep sorrow. He hurriedly rummaged in his pocket and finally found only a piece of candy. The boy's blue eyes were very pure, and his gesture of giving the candy to Mo Shuwan was very gentle. "Don't worry, we will all live. This candy... may make you feel less uncomfortable."
Mo Shuwan, clutching the candy, almost forgot her purpose. Her fingers were weak and limp as she held the candy. She stared blankly at Felosi for a few seconds, then firmly repeated the sentence she had just uttered. This time, she mustered all her strength and finally managed to make her voice a little louder.
Not only Philosophys and the bodyguards heard it, but even the middle-aged man who had been frightened by Mo Shuwan earlier heard it. The bodyguards quickly reached out to protect Philosophys, saying, "We're afraid we can't cooperate with you."
The refusal was already very clear, but Mo Shuwan had no intention of backing down. For the lives of hundreds of hostages, and for her own life, she had to do it. "I know who you are. If you are willing to cooperate with me, at least we still have a chance to live, and the chances are very high. You just heard that the bandits are enraged and are planning to detonate one of the explosives. The places they planted the explosives are all in busy streets. You should understand how many people will die."
After saying those words, Mo Shuwan, nearly dead, collapsed to the ground, panting heavily as she desperately tried to breathe. The sight of her struggling to stay alive inexplicably brought tears to the eyes of both Felosis and the middle-aged man.
How can I cooperate with you? What can I do for you?
Felosis pushed away the bodyguard's hand, his gaze reluctantly shifting from the red-stained cloth on Mo Shuwan's face.
Mo Shuwan wanted to answer immediately, but her words had exhausted almost all her strength, and it was a miracle that she could barely keep herself from collapsing.
But time waits for no one. The one-hour deadline was reduced to just ten minutes. The bandits, having failed to get what they wanted, became visibly agitated. They resumed the video call with Rox and said in a cold voice, "It seems you don't intend to take these hostages' lives."
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