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"Look over there, isn't that an Antelope?"
A man suddenly shouted, and the other two joined in the excitement.
"Wow, we're in for a treat today!"
"Let's go, catch one and kill it!"
The beam of the flashlight swayed.
The roar of the car engine faded into the distance.
"Bang!"
A dull gunshot echoed from afar.
We exchanged glances and scrambled to climb out of the pit with all our might.
Our car not only had new tires but was also filled with gas.
How refreshing is it to drive a car without windows?
The wind and sand whipped at us, making it nearly impossible to open our eyes or catch our breath; all we could hear was the sound of the wind.
I was okay; I had a coat on, but Liang Zhiyuan huddled beside me, his teeth chattering.
Finally, we reached the main road we had come from. god, we had hope!
"Quick, check your phones! If there's a signal, call for help!" My husband perked up as well.
Unfortunately, there was still no signal on our phones.
Having gone without food or water for so long, our car also needed water; after two days of nightmares, we were completely drained. Several times, we nearly veered off the road and flipped over in a daze.
Fortunately, a car without windows couldn't go too fast, so we avoided any accidents. After driving all night, we finally saw a row of low houses and an incredibly tempting sign: Repair, Accommodation, Dining.
The Middle-Aged Thin Black Boss with a face like a knife blade looked at us expressionlessly, flanked by seven or eight burly men.
"Food, gas, water, glass replacement!" Liang Zhiyuan perked up as he walked into the building while giving orders.
The high collar of my coat covered most of my face; my long hair was tied up under a sun hat that I didn't know belonged to whom. With blood and dirt smeared all over me, they couldn't tell I was a woman.
The men looked disdainfully at Liang Zhiyuan's enthusiasm; the boss spat on the ground: "Food costs 500 each!"
Liang Zhiyuan reluctantly handed over ten bills, complying with the demand.
Flatbreads, rice, lamb skewers... We devoured our food like starving ghosts, eagerly downing bowl after bowl of Butter Tea. A middle-aged woman entered to clear the dishes and looked at us with pity. The boss followed her in, announcing, "Another 500 yuan service fee!"
For such ordinary food, they charged prices akin to a five-star restaurant, and now they wanted an extra 500 yuan just because a woman was clearing the table! But we dared not refuse.
Four men loitered at the entrance of the dining hall, holding weapons and occasionally glancing our way, their eyes resembling wolves scavenging on the Gobi Desert.
When we reached the car, Knife-Faced eyed us and quoted, "The car window costs 28,000! Plus 2,000 for water and 5,000 for gas!"
Bargaining? Refusing to pay?
Two burly men held Steel Spikes in their hands; one wrong move could easily puncture a tire...
Liang Zhiyuan obediently paid up again.
Seeing that we complied, the boss's attitude softened slightly. "There are still 1,800 miles of No Man's Land ahead. Rest well; I'll charge you two thousand for a room. You can leave tomorrow."
Even if we wanted to leave, we couldn't—their locks were on our vehicle!
Since Liang Zhiyuan learned that I had been "taken" by that man, his gaze towards me became strange and complicated.
Back in our room, he lay down on one of the beds without caring to change out of his clothes.
Fatigue washed over me like a tide, but I forced myself to stay alert to any sounds outside.
There were no good people in this place!
After everything that had happened, I felt my inner strength growing. My parents had only one daughter—their vast fortune awaited my inheritance!
The room was a simple partition made of color steel sheets. I heard what seemed like the boss making a phone call next door—there was a phone here!
I believed that as long as I could make one call, no matter the situation, my father would do everything in his power to bring me back home.
I didn't have much cash left; lunch and dinner consisted of just two flatbreads and two bottles of water. The flatbreads cost 50 yuan for two, and the water was 10 yuan per bottle.
As night fell and the engines roared to life, two cars with bright headlights drove in. The boss went out to greet them.
One of the vehicles was actually Tina's pickup truck. When the people inside saw our car, they immediately gathered together. This so-called shop must be their hideout, and we, thinking we had escaped, had delivered ourselves right to their doorstep!
At that moment, they were convinced that we had stolen their vehicle! A group of them circled our car a few times, pointing and gesturing towards the room we were in.
Liang Zhiyuan also woke up, his lips moving as he asked, "What do we do?"
How would I know what to do? More than ten people, under the command of Knife-Faced, approached us, two of them carrying double-barreled shotguns.
"Open the door! Open the door!" These people showed no sense of professional ethics; they didn't even bother to come up with an excuse like "bringing hot water."
The door was smashed open, and they rushed in, surrounding us with punches and kicks.
"You dare steal my car? Old Immortal must be tired of living!"
"Brothers, the car is ours!" I huddled in the corner, trembling and stammering.
"It's yours? Will it respond if you call it?" Knife-Faced sneered.
A heavy kick landed on my head, and I dared not speak again.
"This girl smells nice; she can't be a woman, can she?" A burly man drooled from the corner of his mouth, reaching out to touch my face.
I shrank my head deep into my coat collar.
A foul odor mixed with urine spread from beneath me.
"Erhei, are you going crazy over women?"
"Do you see old sows as double eyelids now?"
Amidst their mocking laughter, the burly man punched me on the head. Dazed and ringing in my ears, I collapsed onto the urine-soaked ground beneath me.
Phones, wallets, watches… everything valuable was stripped away from us. They then wrapped us up with tape again and again. After finishing, Knife-Faced ordered, "Drag them to the cliff behind and feed them to the wolves!"
Liang Zhiyuan struggled desperately, "It's me! My last name is Liang! I paid you 50,000!"
But no one paid him any mind.
A black bag was thrown over our heads, ropes bound our feet as they dragged us over a low wall.
At the edge of a cliff, a few people abandoned us.
A "howl" echoed in the air, and the sound grew closer.
Liang Zhiyuan buried his head in the ground, sobbing, "Wife, it's all my fault. I'm not human; I brought this upon myself. I shouldn't have harmed you..."
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