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The struggle just now was almost in vain, several carps couldn't get rid of it. Originally, there was a box here, but when a person was stuffed in, it seemed a bit cramped, and I hit my back several times.

Although the hands were tied, the feet were still free. I tried to push the door open a few times, but the door behind the thin layer of rolling curtain was locked and could not be opened at all.

The only light source came through a small window on the car, which was not even pulled up for ventilation.

Wen Chujin panted for a while, gathering strength to twist her body again to untie the rope.

The hands were burning and painful, rubbing against the rope left red marks, and it hurt just to move.

But even so, he will not stop, facing the moment of life and death, even if he stops for a second, it is a waste of time, and he will not hand over his fate to others.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he found a way. With his hands tied behind his back, he pressed between the two sides of the box, and used the sharp part of the box to cut the rope. His face was covered with sweat, and his clothes were already soaked. When breathing, they all felt stuffy.

"Squeaky-"

In the quiet space, there was only the sound of the rope rubbing against the wooden board, followed by the sound of landing. Wen Chujin finally cut off the rope.

With the excitement of being resurrected from the dead, he immediately put his hands in front of him, moving his stiff arms and wrists.

"Huh—" He panted in a low voice, and it became hoarse, and he couldn't hear his original voice.

Wen Chujin stood up reluctantly, and looked around the place. The small car body was filled with wooden boxes of various sizes, and it was even more crowded with the addition of him. The surrounding light was dim, with only a small beam of light Through the small window, straight in.

right here.

Flicking his sleeves, he walked in front of him.

He raised his head slightly, tried his best to look at the sky outside, and made an estimate with his hands.

This distance is not too far, and he can reach it with his arms outstretched. He clasped the window, using both hands, and bent his elbows, hoping to use his arms to push himself up so that he could climb up.

However, he overestimated his own strength. A son and young master who stayed in the mansion all year round never practiced martial arts. He was only surrounded by books all day long, and his body was weak, so he naturally had no strength.

After a while, the arm trembled, and it couldn't support it anymore and fell down.

He wiped his sweat with his sleeves, kicked his legs and feet on the ground, and was about to stretch his arms again, but his sore arms seemed to be on strike, without any strength at all.

Survivors often explode when their lives are at stake. His brain is running at high speed, trying to climb up the window with the help of the original objects.

I moved the heavy box under the window, which looked quite high, so I stepped on it and stood up. Immediately, my eyes were filled with light.

It was easy to put both hands on the window, and then the whole upper body carefully leaned out of the window.

This angle is an extremely tricky position, not only can you see the actions of these errands, but also cover yourself.

The side of the window happens to be facing away from them, so the chances of escaping are still higher.

Without further ado, he didn't even think about it now, so with the support of the wooden box, he pushed himself up on his toes, and tried his best to reach out.

Kneeling on the window sill, finally half of his upper body landed firmly on it, looking down at the ground outside the car, quite high, he swallowed, thinking about how to jump off.

At this moment, the door behind him was smashed open with a "bang" and he turned his head in horror, just in time to meet the errand who was carrying a box.

"What are you doing!" Shocked by the scene in front of him, the errand immediately yelled, ignoring the box, throwing it down and trying to chase him, "Catch him, don't let him run away!"

Wen Chujin didn't even think about it, she closed her eyes, stepped up with the other leg, and mustered up her courage.

Take a leap!

As the body fell, the expected pain came, and he couldn't help but groaned. His left arm touched the ground first, and it hit hard.

Wen Chujin frowned, dripping with sweat from the pain, clenched her teeth, trying to get up from the ground.

Before one leg supported the ground, there was a sound of running footsteps behind him.

"I haven't run away yet, hurry up and catch him!" the man said angrily.

How could Wen Chujin do what he wished, when she heard this voice she was terrified, she barely got up, supported her arm that was about to dislocate with her right hand, and ran away.

He didn't know where he was going, but if he didn't run, he would be caught and locked up again.

The sweat-soaked clothes on my body were blown by the wind again, and I only felt cool, and the wind poured straight into the cuffs. My body was icy cold, and my face was also sticky. I don't know if it was sweat or tears.

I can't remember how many times I called my parents, it was like a force, which made him insist on rushing forward.

In this way, such a situation appeared on a small road: a young man galloped ahead, followed by a wave of strong and strong errands.

He ran like this, saw an alley, made a sharp turn, and stepped into that alley.

"Bang—" The people behind couldn't stop the car, and one after another hit the backs of the people running in front, and they were thrown off their feet for a while.

Wen Chujin turned her head and glanced at those who hadn't reacted for a long time, her heart sank a little, her speed didn't slow down, she looked around, just looking for a place to hide.

People in a panic are always panicked and do not choose their way. He forgot that this alley is the one that connects Qunfangting!

"Who can help me!"

"anyone there?"

He ran and yelled in a low voice, hoping someone could hear him.

Seeing that the people behind were about to get up and chase him again, Wen Chujin was so anxious that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground and hide in it.

"Someone-"

Unexpectedly, a hand sprang out from behind unexpectedly, quickly covering his mouth and nose, blocking the words he was about to shout.

He was so frightened by this sudden movement that his body stiffened. The man was so strong that he dragged him back.

"The enemy's road is narrow~"

This familiar voice made his spine feel numb, and when he turned his head, as expected, it was the face smeared with makeup, looking at him with a sinister smile.

"caught you."

Suddenly Wen Chujin's expression turned pale.

Isn't this the Yueniang from Qunfangting or who?

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