Chapter 639: Chapter 599: Big Brother, This Kid’s Weird! (3)
Deep in the wilderness, in a Shrub Forest teeming with a life force so powerful it required no irrigation, Amber lay completely drained of energy. She had struggled in vain all night long. After calling out for hours, her throat was so parched that she had lost even the strength to shout.
"I survived being devoured by the Dead Man Gu and escaped my master’s clutches, only to die of thirst and hunger in this desolate wasteland?" Amber whispered with self-mocking despair, her body weaker than that of any ordinary person as she stared up at the scorching sun. Her voice was no louder than a mosquito’s buzz.
RUSTLE, RUSTLE, RUSTLE!
Just then, a rustling sound arose. Hearing the noise, a spark of hope ignited in Amber’s desperate eyes. Like someone grasping at a life-saving straw, she gathered all her might and cried out, "Help! Help! Help!"
Her voice was weak, but in the otherwise silent Shrub Forest, it was loud enough to be heard from a short distance away.
"The hell? Boss, did you hear someone calling for help?" one of a group of men walking through the brush exclaimed, stopping in his tracks.
"Fuck, you think I’m deaf?" the leader of the group snapped, smacking the young man on the back of his head.
"Boss, it sounds like a woman!" another young man chimed in as the faint cries continued.
A woman? At the sound of that word, a lecherous gleam appeared in the eyes of every man there, from the leader to the lackeys following him. For these unscrupulous bandits, who lived by pillaging and killing in this isolated wilderness, the sound was an irresistible temptation.
"Motherfucker! We haven’t made a damn penny in days, and now the heavens take pity and send a woman our way! Haha, I just hope she’s not too ugly! Let’s go!" The lead thug licked his lips and waved his men forward.
The sound of their footsteps quickened as they rustled through the dense vegetation.
"Let’s get this straight!" the young man who had been smacked earlier said hurriedly. "After the boss is done, I’m next, and the rest of you line up behind me!"
"Get fucked, you idiot! Since when are you the one calling the shots?" the leader barked, smacking him again.
Instantly, the others fell silent, and they all hurried in the direction of the voice.
Meanwhile, though Amber was tied to a withered tree and utterly exhausted, her hearing was still sharp. When she heard their conversation, her face turned ashen. A wave of fear washed over her, and her entire body began to tremble violently. What she had thought was a glimmer of hope was, in fact, the maw of hell.
What fate awaits me once they find me?
The more Amber thought, the more she trembled. Despair ravaged her nearly shattered will.
With my body in this state, I couldn’t resist at all, even if they untied me! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!
A towering murderous intent surged within her, but no matter how powerful it felt, she was utterly helpless.
"Fuck! Boss, over here! She’s a damn knockout!"
As Amber’s resentment festered, a man in flashy clothes appeared before her. His eyes glinted with pure, lecherous desire, and he looked as though he was about to start drooling.
"Where, where?!" The leader pushed past him.
The moment he saw Amber, he froze. He swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. An uncontrollable, lascivious glint danced wildly in his beady, triangular eyes. His gaze traveled slowly down from Amber’s face, which he found as beautiful as a Heavenly Person’s, to her chest, where the ropes accentuated her figure.
GULP.
A thick swallow echoed from his throat. It wasn’t just him; the other young men were completely stupefied.
How could a woman more beautiful than any celebrity be tied up out here? Damn, did the heavens really send down a Fairy because they couldn’t stand to see us so thirsty?
"If you dare to lay a single finger on me, I will make your lives a living hell, and I will have your entire families exterminated!" Amber glared, her voice weak but her eyes filled with ferocious defiance.
Her words snapped the men out of their daze.
"Hah! This little spitfire says she’ll make us wish we were dead and wipe out our families! Hahaha!" The leader laughed as if he’d heard the joke of the century, turning to his lackeys.
"Boss, women are all talk," the twice-smacked youth chimed in with an obscene laugh. "Once you’ve conquered her, let’s see if she still runs her mouth. She’ll be begging, ’Oh, Boss, I want more, more! That feels so good!’ Hahaha!"
At the young man’s words, a wave of cruel laughter echoed through the entire Shrub Forest.
Scum! Scum! Scum!
An unprecedented wave of killing intent washed over Amber. But I know, at this moment, aside from hoping for some slim miracle, I’m nothing more than fish on the chopping block for these bastards, to be slaughtered at will! This so-called murderous intent... it’s laughable, utterly laughable!
"Motherfucker, you wanna make us wish we were dead, is that it?" the leader sneered. "Fine! I’ll make you scream with ecstasy first! You still have the guts to talk tough? Take a look around! This is a lawless land! I’ll have my fun, walk away, and who the hell can do anything to me? Haha, little beauty, don’t you worry. We brothers will definitely give you a taste of pleasure you’ve never experienced before!"
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