"Get up!" Da B adjusted his glasses, "We still have to keep going."
"I really can't walk anymore," Glasses panted, "We don't even know where we are ourselves. He probably won't find us."
"He won't let us go. We have to get out and call the police quickly." Even if they didn't call the police, they needed someone to protect them.
With someone constantly lurking in the shadows, even if they escaped this time, there was no guarantee he wouldn't come after them again.
They couldn't have bodyguards with them all the time, so it was best to resolve this matter as soon as possible.
"Then let me rest for a bit. You must be tired too. Let's rest for a while, and then we'll go." Glasses was truly exhausted. His physical condition couldn't compare to Da B's; he was already at his limit.
"Then let's rest for a bit," Da B also sat down, leaning against the trunk of a tree.
In reality, he was also close to his limit. Fearing that person would catch up, they hadn't stopped at all. They were all injured and hadn't eaten or drunk anything.
Their bodies had long since given out. His ability to keep going was purely a matter of willpower.
"I'm a little hungry. Can we really get out of here safely?" Glasses looked up at the sky.
"We definitely can. There are no truly desolate places in our country. As long as we can find signs of civilization, we'll be saved," Da B leaned against the tree, closing his eyes.
A dull ache emanated from his wounds. He really didn't know how he had ended up in such a situation.
He had been recalling throughout this journey who they had offended. Thinking about the commonality among the eight of them, he suddenly understood: high school. And high school...
He didn't dare to imagine. If it was truly about revenge for that person, they probably wouldn't be able to reconcile.
But why was Lin Yan involved? If it weren't for Lin Yan, he would have remembered this commonality much earlier.
It was precisely because of this speculation that he had been urging Glasses to keep moving forward. He dared not stop, fearing that person would catch up the next moment.
But he hadn't caught up for so long. Either he hadn't found them, or he had returned to the villa.
He hoped he had returned to the villa. At this juncture, it was survival of the fittest. He couldn't be blamed for being heartless; once he escaped, he would call the police and have them rescue the others.
"I hope so. When we find a place to live, I'm going to have a good meal," Glasses's eyes showed longing. Having never lacked for food or clothing, he had truly suffered this time.
"Alright, I'll pay then. Eat whatever you want."
"No, I'll treat you. If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have lasted until now."
"Perhaps I should treat you both," a strange female voice suddenly emerged.
Glasses and Da B turned towards the source of the voice, and then their pupils contracted, their faces filled with horror.
Where they looked, a girl in a school uniform, covered in blood, was floating in mid-air. A terrifying smile played on her scarred face.
She slowly drifted towards them, her fingers dangling at her sides, dripping blood drop by drop. But before the blood could touch the ground, it vanished into the air.
"It's been a while. You two have made me search far and wide!"