In fact, there is no need for Lu Yingxin to do anything to her. As long as she keeps her here forever without anyone knowing, then she will definitely soon become a starved mummy, silently
News in this world.
That fear stung her sharply, and at the same time, it filled her heart with endless hatred and anger.
After regaining her composure, she began to spit out the lump in her mouth.
It was really a painful process. The hard chestnut shell pierced her soft mouth and tongue, like thousands of needles stinging her nerves at the same time. The pain made her whole body tremble slightly, but
, no matter how hard it is, it is still dead and powerless, and cannot cope with her flexible tongue and strong will.
By the time she spit out the things in her mouth, Xu Wanqing's body was soaked in cold sweat, and her mouth was burning with pain. Even her throat was in unbearable pain, but she was finally able to call for help!
She opened her mouth and shouted loudly, but what made her hair stand on end was that what she produced was actually hoarse notes.
What's going on?
She tried again, still the same.
She searched hard in her memory. In fact, since she was knocked unconscious by a stick, her consciousness has been very vague, and she has no idea what happened. However, in such a hazy memory, it seems that someone fed her a glass of water.
.
Water? What will be in the water? The medicine that will mute her?
But instead of poisoning her, why not just poison her to death?
After thinking about it, she became more and more anxious. She originally thought that with her mouth free, she could shout for help, but this idea was ruthlessly extinguished by reality.
She tried to speak out several times, but failed, and her heart grew colder.
You still have to rely on yourself.
Fortunately, it is a house and it has walls. No matter how smooth the walls are, they are always made of bricks and stones.
She used the oldest method, placing the rope at her wrist on the wall to grind it.
In the past, when I watched police movies, such self-rescue methods were so commonplace that I naturally didn’t think anything of it after watching them too many times. Only when it was my turn did I realize that this was actually a more painful process than spitting out chestnut shells.
Is this wall too smooth?
She was panting from exhaustion and sweating profusely. The rope seemed to be still firmly tied to her hands without any looseness. However, her wrists were skinned from rubbing against the wall from time to time, and it hurt like hell.
Her hands and feet were so weak that she no longer had the strength to struggle. She collapsed on the ground. There was still no light in front of her eyes, and even her heart seemed to be soaked in the darkness of despair.
After resting for a while, she continued her aimless self-rescue, desperate struggle, and desperate waiting. She didn't even know how much time had passed. She was so tired that she actually fell asleep.
She had a nightmare, dreaming that Lu Yingxin took a big knife and stabbed herself too late. The thought made her wake up almost in panic.
There seemed to be someone breathing in front of me.
She opened her eyes wide, but couldn't see anything. The person who came in made no sound and just silently approached Xu Wanqing.
Xu Wanqing subconsciously shrank back against the wall. Her hands, which had been tied up behind her back, seemed to be slightly loose. She couldn't help but move. Was it really loose?