Rong Yan used all her strength to sprint towards the busy main road.
The wind howled past her ears. She didn't dare stop for a single moment, pushing her body to its limits as she ran.
300 meters.
200 meters.
100 meters.
50 meters.
...
Just a little further and she could turn onto a major road where there were more cars. If people noticed her there, these men might stop chasing her.
Rong Yan clenched her teeth so hard she felt like they might shatter!
The pain from the wound on her thigh had turned numb from the repeated strain. Other than the sticky, wet feeling of blood soaking her skin, she could barely register the pain anymore.
Run!
That was the only thought in her mind.
Her heart pounded wildly from the physical exertion, thumping so hard it felt like it might burst out of her chest.
Rong Yan's teeth were on the verge of breaking as she silently cheered herself on.
Just hold on a little longer, a little longer, and it'll be over.
30 meters!
