Chapter 9, Purely Accidental (Part 1)

Ah... let go... don't...

A flash of lightning suddenly streaked across the night sky, briefly illuminating the scene inside the tent. On the side closer to her, the triangular-eyed man had a dagger at his waist, while his gun was placed over there. ... Should she take the knife or the gun ... ... She trembled as she reached out her hand ... ...

Her heart was filled with resentment, and thus, when the little boy's body suddenly squeezed over, she instinctively wanted to move aside. However, in the next moment, her hands, bound behind her back, were grabbed by him

Four people in this tent appear quite crowded, with the one with triangular eyes occupying a small portion of the space, leaving the other three to sit back-to-back in close proximity. Having just stolen several tens of thousands of yuan, the one with triangular eyes clearly seems somewhat restless, shifting his body from time to time, taking out a stack of cash and greedily counting it under the beam of the flashlight. He then carefully wiped his short gun several times with a cloth. Occasionally, he would also gaze at Zhang Yahan with a lewd look. Each time this happened, the young female teacher would instinctively move a bit closer to the two children.

It is imperative to obtain it, it is imperative to obtain it, there must be no deviation, there must be no deviation

Breathing rapidly, heart racing, for a moment, the sound of her pulse and breathing nearly drowned out the torrential rain outside the tent. She slowly crouched down and reached for the dagger at the waist of the triangular-eyed figure.

Flames erupted from the short gun, causing the entire tent to shake, and Lingjing and *Tu* Shu let out a sharp scream. Amidst the rain curtain, a sudden cry of agony from the scarred man pierced through. Yahan turned on the flashlight, and the man with the triangular eyes lunged at her. However, as he got up, he seemed to slip slightly, causing his body to tilt. As a result, his attempt to seize the dagger led to one of his legs crossing over and directly colliding with it. The dagger plunged straight into his thigh, and soon after, a more piercing wail echoed throughout the tent. His attempt to seize the dagger led to one of his legs crossing over and directly colliding with it. The dagger plunged straight into his thigh, and soon after, a more piercing wail echoed throughout the tent

She reached out her hand based on that fleeting impression. The brief moment felt as arduous as a lifetime. Finally, her fingers touched the hilt of the dagger, just as she was about to draw it out, another hand suddenly pressed down upon it

"In the past! I could save you once..." The man with the triangular eyes shone a flashlight into the tent, then pushed Zhang Yahan over. The rain outside was indeed too heavy; in the short distance between the two tents, both of them were already more than half soaked. Especially Zhang Yahan, who must have struggled on the ground for quite a while, now appeared disheveled with her hair in disarray and her clothes in disarray, looking quite miserable. A smile appeared at the corner of Jiaming's mouth. Yahan shot him a fierce glare, then was pushed to sit down inside the tent. Especially Zhang Yahan, who must have struggled on the ground for quite a while, now appeared disheveled with her hair in disarray and her clothes in disarray, looking quite miserable. A smile appeared at the corner of Jiaming's mouth. Yahan shot him a fierce glare, then was pushed to sit down inside the tent

Under such a dark night, the exhausted Lingjing quickly nestled into a state of sleep beside Jiaming. However, Zhang Yahan was in a state of turmoil, unable to dare to sleep no matter what. If what that scarred man intended to do really happened, she would rather die. According to their claims, as long as they waited two days without the police catching them, they would definitely... And then there was that unruly child; she had even felt moved when he came to save her, yet who would have thought he would do such a thing. According to their claims, as long as they waited two days without the police catching them, they would definitely... And then there was that unruly child; she had even felt moved when he came to save her, yet who would have thought he would do such a thing.

The man with the triangular eyes then followed in, holding a flashlight in one hand and a double-barreled short gun in the other. It seems that the two bandits had already agreed on the order for keeping watch. After binding Zhang Yahan's legs, he sat down beside her, placing the short gun on the inner side of his left.

What do you want to do ... ... um ... ...

Uh. Jiaming thought for a moment, shook his head pretending to be clueless, "I don't know... Don't worry, it's nothing."

If that guy really intends to go through with it, even if it is frightening, I must at least give it a try, so as not to leave any negative shadows in Lingjing's heart

Damn it... Don't move, or I'll kill you...

The night was as dark as ink. In the darkness, heavy rain poured down furiously from the sky, and the sound of rain on the tent was chaotic, resembling the noise of firecrackers. As the distance increased, even the voices of people became indistinct. However, not far away, through the curtain of rain, the sounds of confusion still faintly reached the ears.

The faint light of the flashlight illuminated outside the tent, and the scarred figure was clearly approaching. Ya Han's mind raced as she was about to ask Jia Ming to hand her the short gun when suddenly, a gunshot rang out

An accident has occurred, and thus, it seems that the circle of the picture book has come to a complete end

The child named Gu Jiaming, I do not know when he actually got hold of that short gun, and now the entire barrel is stuffed in the mouth of this triangular-eyed figure. The scene that unfolded before Ya Han's eyes almost made her think it was an illusion, and she hurriedly picked up the flashlight. Before she could turn it on, she heard shouting coming from the tent over there.

Her heart raced suddenly; she had no time to ponder how the little boy had managed to break free from the ropes. However, as long as her hands could move, there was hope. Rather than face the worst outcome, it was better to fight for a chance!

How is everything at home? I...

Now, the two children are sitting in this tent without any tools, their hands and feet bound by ropes, at least it seems so, and they can only maintain this sitting position, huddled together. Jianming squinted as he tested the tension of the ropes.

What happened

He glanced at the little girl beside him. In the darkness, he could sense that she was looking over as well. He lowered his head and gently pressed against her forehead, repeating once more: "Don't worry, it's all right"

If you need money, why not go directly to Sister Yahan? Her family is the Zhang family from Jianghai, and they are quite wealthy; a few tens of thousands of yuan is a trivial matter.

Jiaming, what do they want to do to Sister Yahan...

Such a rope is indeed easy to break free from. However, if they rush forward like this, it is as if they still have a hostage in their hands, and without any weapons on themselves, and their bodies not trained to be too strong, it is best to restrain themselves as much as possible. ... I can only hope that what I said truly has an effect, otherwise ...

This loud shout was directed at the triangular-eyed man. In fact, the short gun could only fire once; if the triangular-eyed man regained his senses and decisively drew the dagger from his leg to threaten the three, Jiaming would truly have no choice but to take action

Brother Dao, please don't do this, her family...

In this way, these two individuals can only be regarded as ordinary thugs, making them easy to deal with... The question is, how can we prevent them from becoming suspicious...

He is untangling his own rope

With a loud shout, the triangular-eyed person seemed to have their throat blocked by something, rendering them unable to make a sound. The hand that had pressed down also trembled and released its grip. Although unsure of what was happening, Yahan seized the opportunity to pull out the dagger. Then, as the lightning flashed again, she finally saw the scene before her.

Jiaming! Lingjing, seeing his panicked expression and the knife in his hand, quickly hugged him with a trembling voice. As for Zhang Yahan, she cautiously said at this moment: "It was a misfire, it's fine. Gu Jiaming, it's fine. Come, give me the knife..."

After about an hour of this ordeal, the flashlight finally went out. The sound of the rain falling outside the tent enveloped everything like an endless abyss, with no other sounds to be heard, only the rain, rain, rain

As she saw the person beside her rolling and screaming desperately, Yahan could only instinctively step back for a moment. Under the beam of the flashlight, Jiaming, who had just fired a shot, suddenly threw away the short gun and directly pulled the dagger out from the thigh of the man with triangular eyes, holding it in his hand. Blood splattered out, and Jiaming's hands trembled as he held the knife, looking panicked: "I, I, I... I killed someone... You must not move"

The fact that one comes from a wealthy family may not only make oneself a potential target for violence, but these two individuals might also use oneself as a hostage for extortion. In this case, they would not let one go in the short term, and the two children might be discarded as burdens; he is too shrewd. Of course, a child cannot think of such things; I must be overthinking it.

Jiaming had already made such plans in his heart. Fortunately, moments later, Zhang Yahan, with her hands bound, came over with the triangular-eyed man, looking as if the scar-faced man had finally been persuaded. After all, it had only been a day since they entered the forest. Although the heavy rain had covered many of their traces, the possibility of being caught was still quite high. In such circumstances, they ultimately wanted to leave a way out.

It is still not safe today... perhaps it would be better to wait a couple of days before...

Cautiously shifting her body, Lingjing pressed closely against Jiaming, trembling slightly. In the darkness, rainwater seeped in from under the tent, and even though it was summer, it still brought a sense of coldness.