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He casually tossed the bone in his hand aside and then reached into the inner pocket of his suit, pulling out a mobile phone. At that moment, Mao Wang didn't seem to be in a hurry; he slowly unlocked the phone and pointed the camera at me. I forced myself to remain still, suppressing the fear rising within me.
Just as I thought Mao Wang was about to press the shutter, his phone suddenly rang. Mao Wang paused for a moment and looked down at the screen. I saw a string of numbers displayed, seemingly from a call with a southwestern accent. Mao Wang chuckled and answered the call.
"Mr. Miao, how is the ceremony going?" A voice came through the phone, and I immediately recognized it—Zhang Guitian.
Mao Wang scoffed, "The person has already been captured; we just have one last step left."
"Last step?" Zhang Guitian sounded somewhat surprised. "Mr. Miao, it's already four fifty. If we can't complete the ceremony before five, we won't be able to get out."
"I know," Mao Wang replied nonchalantly before hanging up. He put the phone back in his pocket and turned to me with a sinister smile on his face.
"Kid, now no one can save you; just accept your fate!" After saying this, he casually picked up a knife from the table beside him and walked toward me step by step.
Seeing Mao Wang's approaching figure, I knew I could no longer wait. I suddenly turned to him and said, "Mao Wang, what makes you think you'll succeed?"
"Huh?"
Mao Wang looked taken aback for a moment before sneering, "Just because you're about to die at my hands."
I let out a cold laugh. "Not necessarily." With that, I quickly raised my hand and threw my lighter at him.
The empty room echoed with Mao Wang's maniacal laughter as he flicked the flashlight in his hand on and off, causing my vision to blur.
"Hahahaha..."
He approached me leisurely, as if he were enjoying himself. I stared at him intently, my mind a chaotic mess. I struggled to calm myself, but I couldn't help but recall what Mao Wang had just said. He wants to gouge out my eyes...
The moment that thought flashed through my mind, a chill ran down my spine, and an electric jolt coursed through my body. What should I do... what should I do...
I fixed my gaze ahead, but it was too dark to see anything. He was like a beast, and the knife in his hand could strike at any moment, tearing me to pieces.
...I can't let this continue.
I pinched the palm of my hand hard, forcing myself to calm down. Mao Wang had a knife, and he was very familiar with the terrain here; no matter how I thought about it, I was at a disadvantage. The only way out was to wait until Mao Wang got closer and find a way to subdue him.
I gritted my teeth and quickly scanned the ground in the dim light, hoping to find something that could serve as a weapon.
Got it!
Not far from me lay a small bright object—it should be... the mirror I had picked up in the security room earlier. After that fall, the surface was shattered into pieces, but... it would work as a weapon.
I took a deep breath, listening as Mao Wang's footsteps drew nearer. Then, I quietly reached for the shard of glass.
When my fingertips brushed against the sharp edge, a sting shot through me as the glass cut into my skin.
It hurt, but I couldn't focus on that now; I tightly gripped the shard of glass, waiting for Mao Wang to come closer.
Come on... just a little closer.
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