C1 Attacked

Bai Zice's head was buzzing, and the tip of his nose was filled with a strong smell of blood. He could hear a vague sound in his ears, so he couldn't really hear it. It took him a moment to recognize that it was two men talking, and then one of the younger ones said in a flustered voice, "What do we do? I... I killed someone... "What should I do …"

Another older man's voice said, "Why did this happen?"

"I didn't do it on purpose! He threatened me with half a million today, and he humiliated me, so I was too angry and knocked him with a bottle... "Who knew, who knew he was so careless, falling down all of a sudden …" At first, the voice was so anxious that it was on the verge of tears. It begged, "Brother, no matter what, you have to help me. I don't want to go to jail. I don't want to lose everything I have …"

The two men's voices drifted into Bai Zice's ears in a blur. Bai Zice's head hurt so much that his consciousness was like willow catkins flying in the wind. He couldn't think clearly about what the two were talking about.

Where is this place?

Who are these two people?

His last impression was that he had been hit by a large truck on his way back to the villa. Why was he here now?

His body was so stiff that he couldn't even move his fingers. His dizziness and nausea made him want to vomit, and his eyelids felt heavy, as if they were glued together with glue.

Bai Zice's ears buzzed, the noises from the outside world were sometimes louder and sometimes quieter. He could only vaguely catch the words "river" and "corpse throw" that the two of them were saying. A moment later he felt his body being moved, followed by a roughly stuffed suitcase. With a bang, the suitcase closed and was carried unsteadily to an unknown place.

Bai Zice's swaying thoughts finally settled down. The small pieces of crystal carried a disorderly image. When it was piled up together, it finally revealed a clear memory channel.

Bai Zice suddenly opened his eyes in the dark case and gasped for breath as if he was on the verge of death.

That's not right!

He should have died on the spot. If he hadn't died, he should have been lying in the hospital instead of being left in a dump truck.

The car stopped and Bai Zice felt himself being carried to the ground.

"You're really leaving it here?" the younger man asked anxiously.

"This is the wilderness, and there's a river below. No one would know if they threw it." the older man said under his breath.

Bai Zice was shocked. From their tone, they seemed to want to throw him directly into the river? Now that he couldn't move, wouldn't he die if he was thrown down?

"Then quickly throw it away!" the young man said.

Bai Zice felt he was lifted up again, followed by a falling sensation. Peng, he fell into the river. The cold liquid seeped through the gaps of the leather case and quickly filled the entire narrow space.

Bai Zice could only let himself sink slowly. There was nothing he could do. His heart was filled with indescribable anger and sadness. He, Bai Zice, had never done anything evil in his life, why did he end up in this kind of situation? Why did God do this to him?

As he neared death, the scenes from when he was alive flashed past his eyes like a passing lantern. In the end, he saw Zhu Beixian's guilt and Yi Xu's complacent smile.

No, how could his life end so sullenly? He had yet to wash away his grievances and defeat the dog-man duo. How could it end like this?

Anger was a powerful force. Bai Zice took a deep breath and struggled desperately in his luggage. Now, he could actually move. Bai Zice was surprised and happy at the same time. He quickly reached out to push the lid of the suitcase.

Thankfully, the two people probably panicked and didn't lock the suitcase. Bai Zice endured the suffocating feeling and finally pushed it away. Then, he used all his strength to go upstream.

The water in the river was very cold, Bai Zice relied on a burst of survival energy to quickly swim out of the water.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Zice wiped off the water on his face and looked around. It was pitch black and he could vaguely see the pile of rocks on the riverbank. He swam towards the shore and struggled to lie on the protruding rock at the bottom of the cliff.

"Help! Help! " Bai Zice shouted a few times. There was no sound around him, not even the sound of insects.

He could finally see his surroundings clearly in the dim light. It was deserted, with mountains on both sides. In the middle was the river that he had just left behind, and beside the river was the only highway.

Raising his head to look up, Bai Zice, who still had half of his body in the water, clenched his teeth and climbed up the rock with great difficulty. He was drenched from head to toe, the night breeze was bone-chilling, and the wound on the back of his head which was soaked in water was throbbing. Bai Zice was so tired and in pain that he almost fainted again.

Can't Faint...

Shaking his head to clear it, he struggled his last bit of strength into the road, and by the time he reached it, he was almost exhausted.

The sky had turned completely dark, and the clear sound of insects could be heard. It was as if he was the only person in the world …

His only hope now was that someone would drive by and rescue him.

If someone is willing to save me, I will definitely repay him with what I have done …

He silently said this in his heart.

The cold and pain forced him to divert his attention.

He had been out of luck recently. His lover had betrayed him, his career had fallen into the depths, and now he had been thrown into a river of corpses. God would not let him be out of luck forever, right? If the possibility of his lover betraying him was 10%, the probability of his career turning into his bad luck was less than 10%, and the probability of him being thrown into the river of corpses was even less than that. If the probability of his lover betraying his wife, the probability of his bad luck turning into his bad luck was less than 10%, and the probability of him being thrown into the river of corpses was even less than that.

As he let his imagination run wild, his mood strangely relaxed.

Not far away, two balls of light lit up the mountain road. The bright lights came closer and closer, and the sound of a car running was right in front of them.

Seeing the two lumps of light, Bai Zice almost jumped up — his probability theory was actually correct!

"Help!" Bai Zice shouted with all his might and staggered from the shore to the middle of the road.

The car soon arrived beside him. The bright lights made Bai Zice's eyes hurt. When he subconsciously raised his hand to block it, the car stopped not far away from him.

The door of the car didn't open immediately. The people inside were probably trying to determine the situation. Someone suddenly appeared in the wilderness, it was not going to be a simple matter.

The light from the limelight illuminated Bai Zice's miserable body — his drenched body was covered in mud and water, and there was still some black blood on the side of his face.

Bai Zice walked over shakily as he said, "Help." His head was aching and dizzy. The dizziness was so strong that he could barely walk steadily, let alone think effectively. He could only obey his instincts to walk towards this only light source and hope, and ask for help from the people inside.

As he neared the front of the car, the door finally opened and a man stepped out.

The figure that reflected the light was extremely thin and tall. Judging from its appearance, it should be a male. That person quickly walked beside Bai Zice and asked, "Are you alright?"

The man's voice was deep and rich, soothing.

Hearing this voice, Bai Zice subconsciously knew that he was saved. The tension in his heart was broken, and his vision went black. His legs couldn't support his body anymore.

A pair of hands supported him in time, causing Bai Zice to fall on that person's chest. That person's body temperature was astonishingly high. As the cold and heat intertwined, Bai Zice couldn't help but shiver.

His forehead was touched by a warm palm.

"He's got a bad fever. Go to the hospital."

A faint voice entered Bai Zice's ears. He suddenly felt that this voice was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was with his muddled head …