"It won't be long." The uncle glanced at the rearview mirror in the car and said naturally, "Did you see the intersection in front of you? Turn the corner, then drive straight across, and you'll be there. Soon, there will be about Ten minutes."
Shako nodded, but she didn't hear anything from her uncle's tone. The mood eased a little at the moment. She recalled her uncle's appearance, which was plain and unremarkable, with a bit of a simple and rough look on his face. He didn't look like a bad guy, if you judged it from that face. But the quality of a person never depends on his face.
Shako then looked out the car window. There were only a few sparse cars on the road. There are no landmark buildings on both sides of the road, they all look decaying and waiting to be rebuilt. But from here, through the bare trees on both sides of the road, you can still see the tall buildings in the heart of Manoma.
His eyes quickly searched for several landmark buildings, and Sha relied on his good sense of direction and comparison with reference objects to quickly find the right direction. She began to try hard to recall the flat map she had seen several times not long ago. Perhaps it was the ability he had developed over the years of reading. Sha Ke couldn't say how fast he could read, but he seemed to be particularly good at extracting effective information from paper.
There are still some impressions of the general outline of the map. Based on the directions and the specific locations of the landmark buildings in the center of Manoma, Shaco quickly found out the general range of where he might be.
"The direction of progress has deviated." Shake exhaled heavily at this moment, the blush on his face became deeper, and his ears began to feel hot, as if blood had settled there. Her heart was beating fiercely in her body, and she felt a little difficult to breathe. A thin layer of sweat instantly appeared on her forehead and the back of her neck. For a few seconds, her whole body was in a state of paralysis, as hard as a statue.
She began to take small breaths, and Shaco's eyes glanced around the car several times unconsciously. There was nothing, just like her first impression of the car, clean and extremely simple!
"What's wrong? You seem to be very nervous and your face is all red?" The uncle noticed something was wrong with Shaco in the back seat and asked, and the car slowed down a little.
"I just feel a little stuffy. Can you turn up the heating?" Shake exhaled and replied. His expression showed no signs of slowing down. She kept looking out the car window. It must be a long way from the center of Demanoma. People on both sides of the road had rarely appeared for some time.
Maybe there was some misunderstanding, but Sha Ke was still a little certain that this uncle driver was not a good person. I have read many similar situations in books, and in port cities, such things are often reported in newspapers. I kept looking around, thinking that if I encountered it, I would definitely be able to escape without incident.
But when this kind of thing actually happened to her, Shako felt so panicked that she felt suffocated. Remind yourself not to be nervous, stay calm, and look for opportunities to run away. But fear still grew rapidly in her heart, because she really couldn't think of any effective way. There was nothing around him to defend himself, and the uncle driver in the driver's seat also had a very strong body. Even though Shaco thought she had read some books on fighting, she had never practiced it at all. She was still a woman, and her strength seemed to be on the weaker side.
Just as she was panicking, four or five pedestrians finally appeared in front of the road. It seemed like she was waiting for the bus. Although it looked strange, Shaco seemed to have grasped something important. Her body instinct reminded her that this was an opportunity.
"Uncle! Can you stop the car? I feel uncomfortable. Maybe I'm motion sick. I want to go out for a while." Shake pretended to be uncomfortable, matching the unnatural blush on her face, which seemed like her current situation. Indeed.
"Okay! Okay!" The driver turned his head and glanced at Sha Ke, with some apology on his face. The speed of the limo also dropped sharply at this time, and it slowly stopped less than a meter or two away from the four or five people on the roadside.
Shako suddenly felt joyful, and the tension and pressure seemed to disappear in an instant. She moved her body to get out of the car, thinking that she was indeed too sensitive, so that when she misunderstood the driver, one of her feet happened to be on the ground. At this moment, my eyes glanced at the rearview mirror in the car. The driver's uncle's face with a faint smile and mockery was reflected in the rearview mirror.
Before she was completely exposed to the cold wind outside, Shaco still felt very cold from everywhere inside her body, and her blood seemed to freeze. She stayed there for a moment, her head became confused and she didn't know what to do.
The five people on the roadside were in the same group as the driver. When this thought occurred, a part of Shaco's heart was already praying that these people were just trying to steal her money. Suddenly she felt the urge to cry. She opened her mouth slightly to breathe. Her head was really dizzy, as if the air she breathed into her lungs was no longer air.
When I stepped on the road, the five people on the roadside had already walked over. Shako lowered her head. She wanted to turn around and run, but she knew there was no chance. His mind had never been so confusing, and Shake couldn't extract any useful information from it. Until a few pairs of feet wearing hard shoes appeared in her sight, and the book about human body painting that she had read a long time ago appeared in her mind.
"About the human body, almost every part of the body is a weak point. Compared with women, the reproductive parts of the male body may be more deadly. There are an unusually large number of nerves spread there, and a little damage can cause the victim to experience dozens of times more pain. "The pain value of other parts..." seems to be this passage. Shako was not very old when he came into contact with this knowledge. For this reason, she later deliberately consulted a lot of relevant knowledge, and her impression and memory were very deep.
She didn't know where the courage came from in her body. Shake suddenly raised her head, and with a heavy breath, she kicked the nearest person in front of her with her right foot between the legs. After using up his power, Shaco still had the illusion of extraordinary performance.
But as soon as she lifted her feet, she regretted it. There was no way to take it back, and when a strange soft feeling did come through the upper of the shoe, it was followed by a painful howl. The timbre is indescribable, it is a sound that Shake has never been exposed to before.
After the kick, Shaco looked even more flustered, turned around and ran back. Before her body could take off, she felt a hand grabbing her clothes, and most of her body's strength was lost at that moment.
That arm was so powerful that it pulled Shako back hard. Shako immediately pressed his hands on that arm, trying to get out. When she turned around, a figure was already approaching her and bumped into her hard. And he immediately slapped Shaco on the face, causing his glasses to fly out and fall to the ground. Shaco's head also became more confused under this slap. The scene in front of Shaco instantly became blurry after his glasses fell off.
But the physical struggle did not end, but became more intense.
Shaco pushed the person in front of him with both hands, but it had no effect. Instead, one hand was grabbed by the man in front of him. The strength of the palm was so amazing that Shake couldn't pull it out. The movements of his right hand suddenly looked more panicked, like a white rabbit with its ears lifted up, kicking the air with both legs violently before dying. He had already pushed towards the person in front of him randomly, but it had no effect.
In the chaos, Shako hit the man in front of him on the waist with his right hand, hitting something very hard and wiping off a piece of skin on the back of his hand. She didn't know what it was, and she didn't have the energy to think about it now. She just instinctively regarded that thing as a weapon that could be attacked.
I pulled it out easily and felt a decent weight. Shake took the thing and smashed it directly at the man's head, making a muffled sound. The two arms that tightly grasped her left hand and clothes immediately let go.
Only then could he clearly see what he was holding in his right hand. It was a dark pistol. Holding it in his hand, a cold feeling spread into Shaco's body, making her calm down a lot. I can no longer feel the pain in my hands at all.
"Huhu..." Shake breathed violently, and the area around her neck turned red. "Don't come over!" She shouted in a tearful tone.
But the man didn't listen to Shaco at all. He touched his bruised head and rushed over.
Shako almost gritted his teeth and pressed the trigger, but there was no response from the pistol. Only then did she remember that there was something called a "safety bolt" on the body of the pistol. She quickly went to flip the safety bolt, but it was already much too late.
As soon as the safety bolt was pulled down, several men in front of him rushed over, grabbed the pistol, and punched Shaco in the stomach.
Her body bent unnaturally, and pain instantly spread throughout her body via nerves and electrical signals. Feeling very nauseous and feeling like vomiting. The strength was completely lost at this time, Shaco's feet became soft, and the next moment she was kneeling on the ground holding her stomach tightly.
"Huh...gu..." Shake opened her mouth wide, trying to breathe to relieve the pain in her stomach. The lungs seemed to have stopped working at this time, and Shake couldn't take a breath. Her eyes were a little distracted, and Shake just wanted to curl up into a ball tightly, maybe that would make her feel better.
The man who was kicked between his feet by Shake also walked over slowly at this moment, his face ferocious and twisted. He grabbed Shaco's hair with one hand and lifted Shaco's head so that Shaco's face was raised, just facing his face full of pain.
"You... thought you... could run away!" The man spoke through clenched teeth, making a squeaking sound, "I'll be happy with you in the future..."
As he said that, his other hand was raised, and he was about to slap Shaco on the face.
"A bunch of rats." Suddenly, a very disgusted voice came from the man's ear. At the same moment, his hand was caught by another hand midway. It was a hand that looked like a fine work of art, with long, beautiful fingers and fair skin that was enviable to all women.
:,,gegegengx!!
