Clara stepped out proudly, holding a wooden stick in her hand, pounding footsteps on the floor, suddenly she threw the wooden stick in her hand towards them to draw everyone's attention when approaching them.
One of them looked up at her, then spoke up to inform them all.
"Big Brother, that child is here."
All actions stopped, Sarah looked up at Clara with tear-stained eyes. She felt as if someone had just pulled her up from the depths.
"Clara... right?"
He raised his voice questioningly.
Clara stared at the man sitting on the chair in front of her, secretly wishing the trembling of her legs would become invisible when facing these dangerous men. What she wished, for now, was to regain some of her lost confidence.
"You guys want to see me." Clara indicated a few characters before the men's stares.
Clara thought of many ways to deal with these people. But now, when she was here, she didn't know what she was going to tell them!
Her hands were wet, she felt hot then cold... and she seemed to have forgotten how to talk!
The man sighed impatiently. Finally spoke up.
"Finally, my aunt has arrived. You made us wait so long, so what are we going to do with you?"
"I'm here, let her go."
Clara kept her composure and raised her hand to outline the words she wanted to say to them. One of them narrowed his eyes and suddenly realized that this was the dumb girl he had intended to tease not too long ago.
"I thought who turned out to be a dumb girl."
That guy then laughed and turned back to all of us: "Do you remember the last time I told the story about the little girl who dared to threaten me?"
"Is that the little one?" Another guy chimed in: "Wow, the earth is round."
They all got a big, amused laugh.
Well done, Clara is more and more certain of her tragic fate when once again encountering those two names.
The Earth is really round!
"And what are you saying, little one?" The big brother's voice made everyone close their mouths immediately. He moved toward her to get a better look, the dim light narrowing his vision. Their eyes met, and suddenly he frowned when he remembered something.
While the man in front of him tried to recall something, Clara tried to hide the phone behind her back, which had been in call mode all this time.
"This little big brother is finally here or should we play both." A junior dares to ask permission from the elder brother to fulfill the wishes of other children, a daughter is not enough to satisfy dozens of men.
Clara refrained from showing fear, but his eyes showed contempt for all of them, his gaze still not leaving hers.
"Boss."
Seeing that he was silent, the other guy called out, he raised his hand to signal that guy to shut up immediately. This man just remembered that the girl in front of him used to wholeheartedly take care of his hand wound, if it weren't for her encouragement, his arm would not have been intact just now, maybe it would have been amputated.
This situation is really bad, if he forgives her and her, the juniors will not be satisfied, maybe even rebel against him. But if he left her to be trampled by his juniors, I'm afraid her conscience would be a little uneasy.
Although he hates and wants revenge on Zane, he doesn't want to kill innocent people, especially a girl like Clara. The reason why he allowed his juniors to humiliate Sarah was that she was not a nice person. But she was different, he himself was impressed by her.
Pondering thoughtfully, after a while he spoke up.
"Go now, call Zane here." He coldly ordered Clara. He devised this plan to let Clara go, but none of the men agreed, not even Sarah. Even if she died, she also wanted Clara to endure the pain she had to endure, who knows what they would do to her after she left.
"Boss." The disapproving juniors stood up to intervene immediately: "If you do that, it's like releasing a tiger into the forest, what if Zane doesn't come but the police come? Who knows if this girl will find Zane or not?"
"Let me, I'm Zane's girlfriend, I'll call and maybe he'll come." Suddenly she opened her mouth to suggest to him. The man scowled at her, expressing displeasure, who knows the thought clearly in Sarah's mind, who could she fool, if she escaped, she would never have asked Zane to come to save Clara.
"It's because you're his girlfriend that you have to obediently stay here and wait for him to save you." He raised his voice, glared menacingly at her, then turned to Clara.
"If you don't go, I'll change my mind."
They argued, that regardless of what Clara thought, even if she went, she would probably meet Zane. Clara was still standing there, making him more nervous, if not, the other guys would not be lenient. At that point, he couldn't even return the favor.
He impatiently urged her to leave immediately, it took a long time for Clara to finally decide that she was going to find Zane. If he didn't trust her, she would ask Roly for help. Swallowing Clara's saliva, she slowly retreated back, before turning to run away, but what she did secretly was revealed, a quick-eyed guy saw her phone glowing. He rushed over and grabbed Clara by the wrist.
"Damn it, you dare."
That guy immediately snatched the phone out of her hand even though Clara was holding it tightly, he rolled his eyes to see who she was calling, not the police, so who did she call? He angrily threw her phone into the corner of the wall, the phone turned off immediately.
"Who did you call?"
The man yelled, violently gripping Clara's wrists, she was still looking at him, and the man violently raised his hand to hit her.
He didn't expect that Clara was prepared when he came here. There is no reason to want to dissuade the juniors.
Clara turned her face to avoid the falling bowl, she struggled to push this guy away, unfortunately, this guy stuck like hell, even though she bit him, he still didn't let go of her hand.
"Don't expect to be able to go home tonight. You and your friends will be tormented."
He growled menacingly, then he violently stripped her outerwear. Seizing the opportunity when his coat was stripped, she kicked him in the leg, then instinctively urged her to turn and run.
A few guys saw this and gave chase.
Clara rushed out of the abandoned building. In the dark, Clara ran with no direction. Suddenly a hand reached out and pulled her into an alley. Clara was shocked and did not realize who it was, she was about to scream. Fortunately, the person covered her mouth with a hand.
"It's me, it's Roly."
In the dim light of the falling moon, his blue eyes looked deep into hers. Clara felt her heartbeat peacefully.
Returning to Sarah, when Clara ran away, she dragged four more pursuers. The rest of them looked at each other and then at her.
They all decided to take the risk to ignore the big brother, he stood still in the corner neither dissuading nor disapproving, one or two men were just about to touch her body. Suddenly, the door of the abandoned house was kicked open mercilessly.
Everyone present in the room jumped out the door. In front of the door appeared a tall and strong man like a leopard, his handsome face but extremely cold and arrogant. His eyes were sharp like a falcon searching for prey. His whole body exuded an aura of menace.
Zane! It's him!
He's come. Sarah whispered in her head. She was also afraid that no one would come to save her. But finally, someone came. Unexpectedly, it was him.
The reason Zane is here is that while they were disagreeing with the big brother, Clara calmly dialed the number she found on the phone. Because she couldn't see whose phone number belonged to her, she didn't expect that she would call his number correctly, actually, the person she called at first was Roly, but he didn't pick up the phone, then in a panic dialed the number again. half of his trembling hands dialed the wrong number, in disbelief he picked it up again and heard Sarah's screams. Luckily he found the place immediately.
Zane's gaze was like a radar detector, scanning around the room and stopping right where she was sitting. The pupil changes movement.
When he entered, the other guys stood up and got ready. Unfortunately, he did not come alone, his friends rushed in on time.
While the others rushed to beat up the delinquents, he rushed to her. The other people were beaten to pieces, panicked, and ran in panic, unfortunately, fell into a pincer position, One by one, one by they were knocked down to the floor. The whole room resounded with screams of pain. After a while, one by one, each name was captured. The big brother quickly sneaked back and escaped.
"Sarah, are you okay? I'm sorry I left you alone."
He quickly took off his outerwear and put it on her, Sarah's clothes were tattered.
"Zane." She said in a weary breath and fell asleep, resting her head on his chest.
Zane immediately picked Sarah up and took her away immediately. Everything is left to Neil.
Over there. Roly and Clara fell into their encirclement.
The two sides engage in a brawl. While the other four were free to operate, he was busy fighting back while trying to protect her. Finally, under pressure, the two were forced to separate, and Clara was pushed towards the corner of the wall.
One lingered, glaring at her with a haughty grin, then slowly cornered her, while the other three put all their strength into knocking Roly down.
Three men were holding Roly alone on the ground and punching and kicking him repeatedly. Clara panicked when she heard the sound of fists pounding against her skin. She turned to look over, grimacing painfully as she watched him receive those blows. Clara courageously ran to him but was quickly pulled back by that guy's hair, the two sides struggled, Clara put strength into her fingers to remove the rough hand that was hurting her, finally, no more otherwise, she had to endure the pain of turning around despite her beautiful locks being pulled from her scalp by this man.
Pop! a punch right to his nose, it hurts! She saw blood trickling out of his nose. Not stopping there, while he was still stunned in pain, she threw her foot into her subordinates, and he fell to the floor screaming.
At that moment she was horrified to see the flash of a knife.
One guy was about to stab Roly in the body, Clara immediately rushed to him, the knife grazed her arm, a fairly deep slash, the wound quickly spread to the burning pain, and bright red blood gushed out.
"Clara."
He panicked and called her name. No wonder she acted so stupid. While Clara closed her eyes tightly, hugging him tightly determined to take the blows from them in his stead. But nothing happened, the other three guys were too surprised by her action, a little stunned, so they stopped acting.
Standing awkwardly, not knowing what to do next.
It was thought that everything would end when the other three were embarrassed, and hesitant to take action before her brave action. Unexpectedly, the guy lying on the floor screaming suddenly woke up, angry because of the injuries Clara caused him, madness rose, he couldn't hold back the demon that had just come out, a decisive move, he pulled a gun in person. Aim Clara straight and shoot.
Duh!
In the blink of an eye, everything happened quickly.
There was a vague scream in his ears, hot liquid gushing out of his body… his own blood. Roly groaned in protest, writhing from the growing pain. It happened too fast. He couldn't be stopped.
There was a loud explosion in the middle of the night sky. Making Neil jump as he bent down to pick up something from the floor. He turned his face in that direction, telling himself to get out of here as soon as possible. What good is this place?
The four of them turned pale as they watched Roly slowly fall. Hastily signaled to each other to get out of there. They melt into the darkness like ghosts.
Clara trembled, unable to believe the scene in front of her, Roly collapsed in front of her, and he turned to take the bullet for her.
Blood dripped and soaked the front hem of his shirt. A feeling of dread pervaded her as she worried whether it was too late to save him. She was cold all over and shivering. In eighteen years of her life, nothing like this had happened to her. If only there was someone here who knew how to prevent imminent death, she found herself waiting for something else to happen. Someone soon passed by this scene.
"Clara." His voice whispered, calling her back to the present.
Her mouth moved, unable to utter a word, tears streaming down her face, drop by drop falling down his cheek. Roly raised her hand to wipe away those tears. A hand came to her face. His palm rested on her cheek, trembling fingers wiping away the glitter.
"Do not Cry."
Clara took his hand, and pressed it to her cheek, hoping her warmth could spread to his slowly freezing body.
"You must not die. You must not die."
Clumsy fingers scribble out scattered words: "I'll call for help, you'll have to wait until I get back."
She intended to let him lie down and run to find someone to help. But he reached out and took her hand when Clara was just getting up.
"Don't go, I can't anymore." He said in a labored breath.
Clara shook her head not wanting to hear those pessimistic words.
"You can't be like that, please do your best. If you have anything to do with your life, I can't forgive myself."
"Clara. Before I close my eyes, can you call my name once?"
That was what Roly wanted right now, he thought he was going to die. His body was in great pain, the blood was still running out.
In front of those expectant eyes. Clara could not refuse, in an effort to escape the prison that had held her back for so long, Clara opened her mouth to call his name.
"Roly."
For the first time since he'd known her, he'd heard her say his name from her own mouth, and sadly this might have been the last time.
"I'm so happy." With a satisfied smile, his hand slipped from hers. Roly was completely clueless.
Clara frantically shouted his name in vain.
No one heard, and no one showed up to help her.
The two angels looked at each other and sighed helplessly.