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They quickly passed by and arrived at Deep Gully.
"Boss, he fell into the gully!"
Just moments ago, the group was very close to Deep Gully, and Mong Si took advantage of this to act.
He had thought it over; these people were paid to do a job, and not killing him meant they intended to use him as a hostage.
During the standoff with the police, he would become their bargaining chip and human shield. If he wanted to survive, he had to find a way to escape from them.
He was injured, and escaping was as difficult as climbing to the sky. The appearance of Deep Gully gave Mong Si a glimmer of hope.
These people were heavily armed, and if even one of them hit a vital spot, his chances of survival would be slim.
Knowing full well that his actions were risky, Mong Si still decided to give it a try.
If he died, it would be bad luck; if he lived, it meant he had made the right gamble!
As he rolled down, Mong Si's body kept colliding against the walls of Deep Gully. Fearing for his head, he raised his hands to protect it, neglecting the other parts of his body.
When he finally landed at the bottom of Deep Gully, Mong Si trembled uncontrollably from pain; his head buzzed, nausea overwhelmed him, but he lacked the strength to move.
If it weren't for his strong willpower supporting him, he would have already passed out by now.
He let the leaves cover his body completely.
Above Deep Gully, someone was still filled with rage, sweeping their weapon towards the bottom of the gully. "I don't believe I can't kill him!"
One person started firing, and soon others followed suit.
"Enough! With that body of his, even if he doesn't die from falling into Deep Gully, he'll lose half his life. We have limited bullets; conserve them!"
The leader stopped their reckless behavior.
Someone asked, "Boss, if we don't kill him, how do we explain it to the boss?"
"With all those shots fired down there, do you really think he can still be alive?"
The leader had observed while his subordinates attacked Deep Gully; apart from the leaves stirred up by the gunfire, there was no other movement at the bottom.
They were in the spot where Mong Si had rolled down; after all that shooting, Mong Si was now like a porcupine from all the bullets.
The soil on both sides of the gully was too loose for anyone to climb; even if it could support a person’s weight, Mong Si didn't have the strength to leave Deep Gully!
Deep Gully was hidden; even if the police found this place, they would never think to search at the bottom of the gully—let Mong Si die here!
The leader glanced at the time and gestured to his subordinates to move in the direction they had just come from.
"Boss, do we really not need to go down and bring him up?"
"Are you stupid? What do we need a corpse for? Are you going to carry it?" The injured young man seemed on the verge of collapsing. He spoke to distract himself, "Deep Gully is hard to descend. What if we can't climb back up? Are we supposed to abandon our companion down there? If you agree, you can go down and rescue him."
"Stop being sarcastic. At least I'm not injured; I have a much better chance of surviving than you!"
"You..."
The young man, with a fiery temper, reached for his gun upon hearing this.
He felt nothing but air and then remembered that his weapon had been taken by Mong Si.
"What’s the matter? Do you still want to take action against me?"
The other person noticed his intent and got angry as well.
Just as he was about to raise his gun, the leader stopped him, "What are you two doing? Are you turning against each other?"
"Boss..."
"Everyone shut up! We need to present a united front. Anyone who speaks out of turn and causes internal conflict will have their rewards cut in half when we safely return!"
This group was out here to make money; without it, who would take such risks? Hearing that their rewards would be halved, the two who had just been at each other's throats quieted down and began moving along the previously agreed route.
Mong Si lay at the bottom of Deep Gully. When he fell, he heard gunshots that were very close to him.
He knew they were shooting at him and wanted to dodge, but his body wouldn’t cooperate.
He realized he was nearing his limits and lay there resigned to fate.
Fortunately, although luck wasn’t on his side, he often managed to survive dire situations.
Every part of him was in pain; he didn’t know if he had been hit, but he knew that even if he had been, it wasn't a vital area.
As long as he could stay awake and make some noise when someone approached, he could attract attention and be rescued.
The tension in his mind slowly eased as the surroundings grew quieter.
When people are in danger, their self-defense awareness heightens; once the danger passes, they can experience self-suggestion.
Although Mong Si constantly reminded himself not to sleep, his body’s limited endurance meant that pain and fatigue soon overwhelmed him.
When Zhu Junjie arrived at the outskirts of the forest, many police officers and Special Police had already received orders to rush over. In Hai City, armed individuals were actively attacking the police, which sounded too horrifying to believe. If they did not quickly capture everyone who had entered the forest, it was uncertain how many people would be injured.
The forest covered a vast area, and with those individuals armed, recklessly searching the mountains could lead to increased casualties if they were ambushed. To pinpoint their exact location, they began using drones. The drones utilized human thermal imaging capabilities to locate people in the forest; once their positions were identified, the search teams could prepare and work together to encircle them. This was currently the most suitable plan they could think of.
They hoped that these individuals had not dispersed, as that would make searching easier. Zhu Junjie arrived at their makeshift command center and, after inquiring about the situation, realized that all he could do now was wait. They needed the drones to find the individuals before any further actions could be taken.
Zhu Junjie stared blankly at the dense forest. Mong Si was injured and had difficulty moving through the woods; would those people continue to carry him and possibly dispose of him because he was a burden? As he thought about this, he suddenly felt a chill rising from his feet.
His parents had played the role of guardians in his life. While they couldn't be said to have granted him every wish, they generally did not refuse him anything he liked. Even when he strayed down the wrong path, his parents would advise him, and if he did not correct his ways, they did not relentlessly punish him. Instead, they set up obstacles along his way to let him experience the consequences of his actions.
The obstacles his parents created were always measured; they would not harm him but would guide him back when he strayed. At that time, he was young and inexperienced, thinking it was his own retribution. It wasn't until he grew older and reflected on it that he realized it was his parents' heartfelt intentions.
He had a harmonious family, friends who helped him greatly, someone he loved, and even children of his own. Compared to Mong Si's life, how fortunate he was.
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