nashuaworldcup Chapter 377 An Shiyan's Revenge
Chapter 377 An Shiyan's Revenge
After running for an unknown amount of time, Lin Youyou gradually lost strength and her steps became heavier. At this moment, a group of people were waiting not far away. Lin Youyou looked closely and saw that it was the same group of people again. Oh no, could this be a trap they had set long ago?
Fear gripped Lin Youyou's heart, but she didn't have time to dwell on it. She turned and ran in the other direction. Her legs felt as heavy as lead, and every step required every ounce of strength. But her instinct for survival kept her going. The shouts of the group behind her grew closer, their raspy voices seeming especially terrifying in the silent woods.
"Girl, let's see where you can run to!"
Lin Youyou panicked and lost her way. Suddenly, her foot slipped and she tumbled down the slope. Sharp stones and branches tore through her clothes and skin, sending a wave of pain through her. But she gritted her teeth, endured the pain, struggled to her feet, and continued running.
At this time, a man with a fat face came to her side.
"You little bitch, you still want to run?" The man, with a thick face, yanked her hair and pulled her up from the ground. Lin Youyou felt a sharp pain in her scalp, and stars flashed before her eyes. Her body was limp, and the strength to resist had long been exhausted by the long escape and fear. The man dragged her back to the gathering place like a dead dog.
The leading man stood there, his eyes cold as he gazed at the dragged-back Lin Youyou, a cruel smile curling his lips. "I wonder how long you can keep this up. Take her back, and watch her carefully; don't let her get away this time." Lin Youyou was thrown into a dilapidated van, her hands tightly bound behind her, her body swaying with the bumps of the car. She leaned against the cold wall of the van, watching the scenery speed by outside the window, her heart filled with despair. Could it be that she really couldn't escape?
The car finally stopped in front of an abandoned factory, and Lin Youyou was roughly shoved out. The factory was filled with a pungent smell of rust and decay. Dim light filtered through the cracks in the dilapidated roof, forming beams of light through which dust danced wildly. Lin Youyou was locked in a small room, containing only a worn wooden chair and a fetid bucket.
Lin Youyou sat on the ground, her back against the wall, racking her brains for a way to escape. She thought of the masked man in the wheelchair who had helped her on the freighter. Who was he? Why had he orchestrated this game of cat and mouse? And now, how could she escape from this predicament?
At this time, the dying Lin Youyou saw the man in the wheelchair and said viciously: "Who are you? Why do you treat me like this?" Lin Youyou's voice was hoarse and weak, but full of anger and unwillingness, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.
The man in the wheelchair slowly approached, his mask looking particularly eerie in the dim light. He didn't answer immediately, but simply stared at Lin Youyou quietly, his gaze seemingly piercing her soul. After a long pause, he finally spoke, "Lin Youyou, you've finally fallen into my hands. I will take back every bit of the pain you've inflicted on me."
Lin Youyou was filled with doubts. She tried hard to search her memory, but she couldn't recall the person in front of her. She trembled and said, "I don't know you at all. You must have recognized the wrong person!" The man sneered, and his laughter echoed in the small space, revealing a bone-chilling chill: "You don't know me? He took off the other mask, and the scars on his face were shocking. Lin Youyou sat in shock and said, "Who are you?
Her lips trembled and she wanted to explain, but her throat seemed to be blocked and she could only make a few meaningless sobs.
An Shiyan looked at Lin Youyou coldly, the hatred in his eyes like a raging fire, as if it wanted to devour her. He raised his hand, pointed at the scar on his face, and said word by word, "This scar is from the car accident, and the culprit of all this is you! You asked me to drive my car to hit Fu Sihan, and the car was destroyed and he died. I survived by chance, but I have lost the ability to walk normally forever. I can only spend the rest of my life in this wheelchair!"
Lin Youyou shook her head desperately, tears flowing uncontrollably: "I didn't, I really didn't do it! I don't know any Fu Sihan, nor do I know you, you must have made a mistake!" Her voice was filled with tears, echoing in the small room, sounding particularly miserable.
An Shiyan laughed in anger, his laughter full of sarcasm: "You still want to quibble? Back then, it was you who wanted to get close to Fu Sihan and devised a way to be a hero and save the beauty. At that time, I loved you and obeyed your orders. You asked me to drive and hit Fu Sihan, so I did. In the end, because I was driving too fast, Fu Sihan was also injured, and I was not much better off. Now you actually say that you don't remember. Then do you still remember the An Shiyan who followed you every day and loved you silently?
Lin Youyou stared at An Shiyan, whose face was twisted with hatred. The fear and resentment in her heart surged like a flood. Could it really be An Shiyan? That man she had once used, the man she had tricked into hitting Fu Sihan with his car, and he had actually hit Fu Sihan. As a result, due to the excessive speed, Fu Sihan was also injured, and the car exploded. She had thought An Shiyan had perished in the flames, but she hadn't expected him to be here. Was this revenge?
An Shiyan looked at Lin Youyou, his fury undimmed. He swung his wheelchair and came to her, gripping her shoulders tightly with both hands, his nails digging into her flesh. "Tell me, do you really not remember, or are you just playing dumb?" His voice was low and hoarse, every word coming out through gritted teeth.
In order to survive, Lin Youyou had to endure the discomfort and said, "An Shiyan, my mind is really blank and I can't remember anything. What you said is like a fairy tale, but I know you won't lie to me. I am scared and confused. You have to give me some time to think about it slowly.
An Shiyan let go of his hand, stepped back, and snorted coldly: "Lin Youyou, you are still lying to me. I know everything you did in China. You gave birth to An Shiyan's child, right?
When Lin Youyou heard An Shiyan's question, her heart suddenly shrank and almost stopped beating. Her scalp was numb and the blood in her body seemed to solidify in an instant. Did An Shiyan know about her and An Shiyan? No, she must not admit that she gave birth to An Shiyan's child, so she rolled her eyes and said, "An Shiyan, you said I gave birth to a child? I... I really have no impression. My head is in chaos. I don't even know how I have been living these years. How could a child suddenly appear? Did you misunderstand something?
An Shiyan looked at Lin Youyou coldly, his eyes full of suspicion and scrutiny, as if he wanted to see through her and find out the secret hidden in the deepest part of her heart. His eyes were like a sharp blade in the cold night, piercing Lin Youyou straight, making her tremble all over.
After a while, An Shiyan sneered, and his laughter was full of sarcasm and disdain: "Lin Youyou, it's already this time, and you are still pretending to be confused? Do you think I will forgive you if you pretend to be confused? I will imprison you by my side for the rest of my life." After saying that, he stood up from the wheelchair.
Lin Youyou asked in shock: "Aren't you lame? How could you..." Her voice stopped abruptly, her throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, her eyes widened with fear and disbelief.