Meng Ruozhao watched all this with a heart that felt like it was bleeding, but this chaotic scene also presented an opportunity for her.
The hooligan guarding her was also distracted by those "valuable goods" and kept turning his head to look.
Taking advantage of this, she rubbed her wrists even harder. The plastic zip - tie dug deep into her flesh, causing a burning pain, but she felt that the restraint seemed to loosen a bit.
However, the crisis was far from over.
The yellow - haired hooligan who had first noticed the order price, after carrying a few boxes of stuff, cast his eyes on Meng Ruozhao in the corner again.
In the dim light.
Her pale face, beautiful features, and the slightly disheveled hair from struggling.
And those clear and bright eyes even in the midst of fear.
All these formed a fragile and breakable beauty that stirred up the filthiest thoughts in his mind.
He licked his dry lips, leaned over to the bald - headed boss, and whispered.
"Boss, look at that chick... Anyway, we've got the money and destroyed the goods. It's such a pity to just let this beautiful chick go, isn't it?"
There was an evil glint in his eyes.
The bald - headed boss frowned and glared at him.
"Have you forgotten the rules? We take money to do things. No hurting people! If you want to die, don't drag us down!"
"How is this considered hurting people?"
The yellow - haired hooligan was reluctant to give up and argued.
"It's just for fun... She won't lose a piece of flesh. Look at her fair and delicate skin..."
His hand pointed rather suggestively towards the warehouse.
"No one's inside. I'll be quick. I promise it won't delay anything."
The bald - headed boss seemed a bit hesitant.
He looked at his busy accomplices outside the door and then at the obviously frightened and trembling woman in the corner. Finally, he waved his hand impatiently and said,
"You're such a hassle! Hurry up! Don't make too much noise!"
A victorious sneer immediately appeared on the yellow - haired hooligan's face. He rubbed his hands and walked towards Meng Ruozhao.
Although Meng Ruozhao couldn't hear their exact conversation.
The yellow - haired hooligan's lecherous look and the movement towards her made her instantly understand what was about to happen.
An unprecedented fear tightened its grip on her throat, even more intense than when she was tied up and robbed earlier.
"Mm! Mmm!!"
She desperately shrank back. Her body hit the cold wall with a dull thud, and her eyes were full of desperate resistance.
The yellow - haired hooligan grabbed her arm and roughly lifted her from the ground, then dragged her towards the warehouse.
"Don't be afraid, beauty. Big brother will take good care of you..."
His breath reeked of disgusting tobacco.
Meng Ruozhao struggled desperately, kicking her legs wildly, but she couldn't move him an inch.
She was dragged across the messy floor. The rags and tools on the ground hurt her.
Just as she was about to be dragged into the dark doorway of the warehouse.
She somehow found the courage to kick him hard and at the same time jerked her head back violently, trying to break free from him.
"Slap!"
A resounding slap landed hard on her face.
The force was so great that her vision went black for a moment, her ears rang, her cheek instantly swelled up, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.
"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"
The yellow - haired hooligan was enraged by her and completely lost his patience. He cursed and dragged her into the warehouse even more forcefully, then slammed the door shut behind him.
There was no light on in the warehouse. Only a faint ray of light seeped in through the crack of the door, barely outlining the shapes of the piled - up fabric rolls and sundries.
They had hidden here earlier and started the smashing and looting from here. Now the air was filled with the smell of fibers and dust.
The slap had almost stunned Meng Ruozhao. She slumped to the ground. Her cheek burned with pain, and her mouth was full of the taste of rust.
Despair was like cold mud, about to swallow her up.
No! She couldn't give up! She couldn't let this scumbag ruin her!
Seeing that she seemed to be stunned by the slap and stopped struggling, the yellow - haired hooligan thought she had yielded.
He leered and leaned in, starting to untie his belt while spouting filthy words.
"That's a good girl... Let big brother..."
Just as he bent down and reached out to tear at her collar, Meng Ruozhao moved!
Her eyes suddenly became as sharp as knives in the darkness. The previous fear and panic were replaced by a desperate calm.
The hands tied behind her back had somehow quietly found an open toolbox beside her - the one Aigao had used during the day and forgotten to put away.
Her fingertips touched the cold and hard metal, and she precisely grasped a utility knife!
She pushed out the blade and started cutting the restraint on her wrist.
It was difficult to operate with her hands behind her back. In her impatience, she even cut her own wrist.
Fortunately, the restraint was cut open.
Just as the yellow - haired hooligan's hand was about to touch her skin.
Meng Ruozhao suddenly dodged to the side. Her just - freed right hand firmly held the utility knife and she swung it upwards with extreme determination.
"Ah——！！！"
A shrill scream pierced the silence of the warehouse, even drowning out the noise of the搬运 outside!
The yellow - haired hooligan staggered back, covering his right arm. Blood instantly gushed out from between his fingers and dripped onto the ground.
The sharp blade of the utility knife had sliced a long and deep gash in his forearm, almost to the bone!
Meng Ruozhao quickly flipped up and stood up. Her movements were a bit unsteady due to her eagerness.
But her eyes were cold. Holding the blood - stained utility knife, she stepped forward without hesitation.
The moment the yellow - haired hooligan bent down in pain, she precisely pressed the blade against his carotid artery.
"Don't move!"
Her voice was a bit hoarse because of the cloth that had been stuffed in her mouth earlier, but there was also an undeniable murderous aura.
"If you move again, I'll cut!"
The yellow - haired hooligan froze completely. The intense pain and the cold touch on his neck scared the wits out of him.
He could feel the warm blood flowing down his arm, and he could also feel that the sharp blade on his neck seemed to have cut through the epidermis.
"Don't... don't kill me, beauty. Spare my life..."
He was so scared that he stammered and his body shook like a sieve.
Just then, the warehouse door was "banged" open from the outside!
The bald - headed boss and several other hooligans rushed in after hearing the scream. The flashlight beams instantly illuminated the warehouse.
When they saw the scene in front of them, they were all stunned.
The yellow - haired hooligan was covering his bleeding arm, his face as white as a sheet.
And the female boss, who was supposed to be weak and defenseless, was standing behind him.
Although her face was still pale, the blood - stained hand firmly held a utility knife, and the blade was tightly pressed against the yellow - haired hooligan's neck.
Her eyes were as cold as ice, and there were clear palm prints and bloodstains on her face.
The whole person exuded a powerful aura completely different from what they had thought.
"Damn it! Bitch! Let him go!"
The bald - headed boss came to his senses and shouted angrily, taking a step forward.
"Stop!"
Meng Ruozhao's voice was hoarse but carried an extremely clear deterrent.
"If you take another step forward, I'll kill him first."
"You should know that if I cut this knife down and sever the artery, he'll go into shock in 10 seconds and die in a minute."