Alive or dead, it doesn’t matter.
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"Yin Shixiu is dead, who do you think can protect you now? I’m not afraid to tell you, if I can kill one child, I can kill two more!"
The evening shadows fell, Su Xiaong pulled Shuangshuang with one hand and clutched Huang Huang tightly with the other, pressing the children behind her.
But her small fra couldn’t possibly shield the two children.
Yin Shiqing’s fierce and smug expression was like a terrifying ghostly mask with blue face and fangs.
The fangs even seed to drip with blood...
Monstrous figures erged from behind him, wielding long knives, carrying the most terrifying instrunts of torture.
"Yin Shiqing! Have you gone mad?!"
Xiao ng puffed her chest out and shouted at Yin Shiqing, her ghostly large eyes darting around, trying to find a way to escape with the children, even if it ant she couldn’t escape herself.
"Didn’t Yin Shixiu think he was so capable? Calculating everything? Let’s see if he predicted that today his wife and children would all die miserably at my hands!"
"Yin Shiqing, do you think that killing our mother and children will leave you unscathed? You’ll face the judgnt of the law too!"
"Judgnt of the law? Didn’t Yin Shixiu say the sa? Yet, am I not standing here?"
The blue-faced fiend lunged at Su Xiaong!
"Ah——!"
"Haha..."
"Xiao ng... Shuang’er, Huang’er... Shuang’er..."
"Wake up!"
A slightly rough and hoarse voice, neither light nor heavy.
Closed eyes suddenly opened wide! The cold sweat from the nightmare had almost soaked through the clothes on Yin Shixiu.
Sweat seeped into the gunshot wound on the left shoulder, the pain made Yin Shixiu frown as the sweat trickled down his brow along his nose...
The room was relatively clean but damp, and there was a faint salty scent in the air.
Yin Shixiu’s consciousness was still sowhat hazy, his mind not entirely clear.
But the imnse fear in his heart drove him awake!
Panic filled his heart and mind.
The double bed was small and firm.
Yin Shixiu slightly turned his head; the headache was intense, as if a heavy hamr had struck him.
In his blurry, overlapping vision stood a man by the bedside, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin.
A gray T-shirt, with white shorts on the lower half.
A very ordinary appearance, with features set on a slightly dark face, plain and unremarkable.
Yin Shixiu... tried to recall any information related to this man.
"Are you more awake now?"
The man asked, his tone a bit cold and indifferent.
Yin Shixiu closed his eyes, the nerves in his brain twitched in pain, and when he opened them again, everything was out of focus and blurry.
His body felt like it had been run over by a car repeatedly, aching and unable to move.
He could sll the faint scent of disinfectant mixed with the salty, damp air.
At this point, his hand indeed had a dical needle inserted, and three or four bags of fluids hung from the stand by the bed.
This was not a hospital... but...
"Don’t move around."
The man saw Yin Shixiu attempting to move and stopped him,
"Relax, rember? We jumped into the sea from the yacht."
"..."
Yin Shixiu tried to relax, his gaze slowly fixed on the ceiling, and the blurry scene gradually beca clear...
Slowly, mories reford like countless shattered pieces cautiously collected and then ticulously pieced together into a tangible picture.
The ink-stained, lifeless eyes slowly revealed a glimr of black brilliance.
The panicked expression faded from his handso face...
Seeing his calming deanor, the man dragged a chair over, sat down calmly,
"It’s the sixteenth day. You’ve been in a coma for sixteen days. You suffered a gunshot wound, inflammation from prolonged exposure to seawater, excessive blood loss, and choked on water. After we jumped off the yacht, the explosion site was too close. Debris pierced your body, though I didn’t fare any better..."
The man shrugged and lifted his T-shirt slightly, revealing fresh scabbed wounds on his chest and abdon, signifying the severity of the situation then.
"Your left arm is temporarily unusable, nerve damage in your thigh; you’ll need a better treatnt environnt and dical care to stand properly again."
"..."
"And for now, I can’t provide that."
Yin Shixiu slowly closed his eyes, realizing who the man beside him was...
The man patiently detailed his injuries, condition, and the series of events after that day for Yin Shixiu.
Yin Shixiu listened quietly...
Yet, as he listened, his distracted thoughts betrayed his growing impatience, and he interrupted, directly asking,
"My wife—"
"She’s better... than you imagine right now."
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