Ruan Qing’s speed of running was not very fast, not even as fast as that of a normal child. Yet he was already gasping for breath.
But Ruan Qing dared not stop. That eerie feeling seemed to
follow him closely, and every cell in his body screamed at him to escape.
It was as if something bad would happen if he stopped.
Ruan Qing hadn’t forgotten that he was the target of a horror
livestream.
Once selected, he wouldn’t survive for three days, let alone
seven.
Moreover, he had been chosen before entering the game, which
meant he had been targeted for at least seven hours.
He didn’t believe that the killer hadn’t found him yet, nor
did he believe that the killer would give up hunting him just because he was
pitiful.
The alley was not particularly long, but not short either.
Just ahead was the bustling street in front of the entrance to the Fengya Bar.
Although it was midnight, there were still quite a few people
with inverted sleep schedules on the famous sleepless city’s streets.
As long as he ran onto the main street, even a murderer
wouldn’t easily lay hands on him in such a public place.
It had been a long time since Ruan Qing engaged in such
intense physical activity. His heart felt a slight discomfort, and his body
began to sweat slightly, but he didn’t stop.
The alley was pitch-black, and the distant lights were no
longer sufficient to illuminate the area. However, fortunately, there were many
streetlights ahead on the street, almost illuminating the entire road.
Ruan Qing was not far from the exit of the alley because he
could already see the dazzling lights on the street.
Once again, a sound came from the darkness, like footsteps or
the sound of water drops hitting the ground.
The sound seemed empty yet close, causing an inexplicable
tingling sensation on the scalp.
Due to being disturbed by his own footsteps and breathing,
Ruan Qing was unsure if he had misheard, but he couldn’t dare to stop and
listen carefully.
If he misheard, then there would be no problem. But if it
wasn’t a mistake, stopping would be almost equivalent to seeking death.
Almost there, just a little further, and he would reach the
street. Once he made it to the street, everything would be fine.
Just give him three more minutes.
In this stretch of the alley, there are no lights, so one can
only vaguely see the road by relying on the distant lights.
However, the intense movement made it difficult for Ruan Qing
to breathe, and his heart started pounding intensely, as if it couldn’t bear
the load. It was probably due to lack of oxygen, as his brain started to
congest, and his vision became somewhat blurry.
As a result, Ruan Qing could no longer see the road beneath
his feet clearly and could only run based on his instincts.
Step.
Step.
Step.
A rhythmic sound came from the darkness, and it seemed much
closer, as if just a stone’s throw away, making the empty alley somewhat eerie.
This time, Ruan Qing finally confirmed that he wasn’t
hallucinating.
It was... the sound of footsteps!
Ruan Qing’s heart sank abruptly. He didn’t look back, but
accelerated his pace forward.
However, even if Ruan Qing wanted to increase his speed, his
worn-out body simply couldn’t support it. Moreover, due to his prolonged
intense movement, his heart suddenly started throbbing in pain.
Ruan Qing was caught off guard, and due to the pain, his feet
slipped, as if stepping on something, causing his body to fall forward.
Ruan Qing’s pupils contracted, his eyes widened, and he fell
directly to the ground. The next second, his hands and knees felt intense pain.
It seemed like he had scraped his skin.
The pain stimulated tears in Ruan Qing’s eyes, instantly
filling them, giving him a pitiful appearance.
But he didn’t have time to pay attention to these things. He
tightly covered his heart, his fingers turning white from the force, but it did
nothing to alleviate the throbbing pain in his heart.
Ruan Qing was all too familiar with this kind of throbbing
pain.
It was a precursor to a heart attack.
Ruan Qing gasped for breath, anxiously asking the system in
his mind, ‘I have a heart disease. Am I going to die?’
Ruan Qing was a person with a heart disease.
As a heart disease patient, he naturally carried medication
with him.
However, this body was just data generated by the system
using his real body, not his actual physical condition. The original owner of
the body did not have a heart disease, so there couldn’t possibly be any
medication to treat it.
Having a heart disease episode without medication was a very
dangerous situation.
The system’s voice remained calm and unaffected. ‘No,
this body is merely generated based on your body’s data. But this alone won’t
cause you to die directly. The game gives everyone a fair chance.’
Ruan Qing coldly chuckled silently. It wouldn’t cause direct
death?
Indeed, experiencing heart palpitations and collapsing
wouldn’t be the direct cause of death, but it could become an indirect cause
leading to his demise!
Since a heart disease wouldn’t directly cause death, Ruan
Qing gritted his teeth against the pain and stood up, intending to continue
running forward.
However, just as he knelt on the ground, trying to rise, a
cold and hard sensation struck the back of his head.
Ruan Qing didn’t think it was an iron rod, because the next
second, he heard the sound of some kind of lethal mechanical trigger being
pressed.
In this situation, all it took was a gentle pull of that
trigger, and he would be killed instantly .
Ruan Qing’s expression froze instantly. His body remained
motionless, kneeling on the spot, without daring to make any further movements.
The person behind him seemed to have no immediate intention
of killing Ruan Qing, as they didn’t immediately pull the trigger when Ruan
Qing obediently stayed still.
Ruan Qing’s face turned pale, his lips tightly pressed
together, neither speaking nor struggling, as if awaiting the final judgment.
This location was less than five meters away from the street,
and the streetlights were already bright enough to illuminate this dim alley
slightly.
If someone looked carefully inside, they could vaguely see a
man holding a gun, aiming it at a girl sitting on the ground.
The man smirked and chuckled lightly before speaking calmly
with a touch of elegance in his voice, “See, you being well-behaved like this
is much better.”
The man’s voice sounded familiar, and in that instant, Ruan
Qing remembered who he was.
He was Ji Yan, the man who he had knocked unconscious in the
room earlier with a vase.
Ruan Qing lowered his gaze and remained silent.
Ji Yan showed no anger at the girl’s silence. He heartlessly
grabbed her hair and forcefully pressed her against the wall, with the gun
against her waist.
Although his actions were ruthless, his tone remained
unchanged, as if he were having a normal conversation with Ruan Qing. “Do you
know the outcome of the person who injured me before?”
Ruan Qing glanced at the man without saying a word.
The early autumn night was not particularly cold. The moon,
which had been obscured by dark clouds, gradually appeared and scattered silver
light on the ground.
Ji Yan, who had been following the girl all along, finally
saw her face and was momentarily stunned by her fierce expression.
Perhaps it was due to the recent hasty escape. The girl’s
face was flushed, sweat drenched her body, and even her forehead was moist with
scattered hair.
However, she did not look disheveled like others would in
such a situation. On the contrary, her hair sticking to her delicate face made
her appear pure and alluring, with a touch of enchanting beauty.
It was like a mandala flower blooming on the road to hell,
exuding a decadent aura, so captivating that one would willingly succumb to it.
Ji Yan had been quite angry about being hit with the vase
earlier, but at this moment, his anger seemed strangely diminished.
However, the person in front of him never seemed to learn.
First, she provoked Gu Zhaoxi and ran away, and now she
provoked him and wanted to escape.
He was not the kind of person who would give others a chance
to escape.
Ji Yan smiled, a smile that made people feel uneasy.
He put the gun back into his pocket, exchanged it for a short
knife, and turned the person around to face him.
Whether it was the gun or the knife, Ruan Qing had no
confidence in escaping from this person’s hand, so he made no struggle, just
stood stiffly.
Ji Yan used the knife to pick apart the hair that stuck to
Ruan Qing’s cheek.
Perhaps because the knife was too sharp or because he applied
too much force, a few strands of hair were cut off.
Ruan Qing glanced sideways at the knife near his face, his
beautiful eyes filled with unease and fear, instinctively wanting to step back.
But there was a wall behind him, and he had no way to
retreat.
Ji Yan’s knife slowly slid down Ruan Qing’s face, and the
chilling temperature of the knife deepened the fear in Ruan Qing’s eyes. Tears
rolled down his cheeks like pearls, yet his body stiffened, not daring to move
an inch.
Because as soon as he moved, the knife would surely cut his
skin.
Ruan Qing’s delicate appearance resembled a fairy that walked
out of a painting. When he cried, it seemed like the whole world was in the
wrong, making people unable to resist the urge to comfort him. However, when Ji
Yan saw Ruan Qing’s tears, he felt no pity but instead became excited.
His knife continued its downward journey, carrying an
indescribable meaning, directly undoing the first button on Ruan Qing’s coat.
Followed by the second button.
The third button.
The fourth button.
