Xia Ruya squatted in the corner of Black Sunday, surrounded by vicious men in black uniform suits. They exuded a terrifying hostility from head to toe, which made her dare not make any rash moves.
It seemed that the heating in the room was turned off. Xia Ruya only felt a chill running through the soles of her feet and into every pore of her body. Her whole body was stiff, cold and numb, especially her legs, which almost did not feel like her own.
Her vest was pressed against the cold wall, and the coldness ran down her spine into her bones. She felt even her blood had frozen.
Such coldness made the burning pain on her face even more obvious.
Xia Ruya gently stroked her red and swollen face, and couldn't help but think of the man with a scar on his face who pressed her against the wall and slapped her several times.
She screamed in fear, and watching the scar on his face wriggling and crawling like a hideous and ugly centipede, she almost thought she was going to die.
Jiang Ruoyin and the others screamed in fear, but did not say a word to help her. They usually acted like loving sisters, always defending her and standing up for her, but when the critical moment came, they only cared about their own lives and did not care about her at all.
The reason why she suffered such harassment and humiliation was because she wanted to call the police to save them, but they were so cold-hearted that they ignored her life and death.
Everyone is selfish.
If a person does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. Fortunately, she understood this truth a long time ago.
Xia Ruya was thinking this in a daze, and she felt her whole body was stiff and weak as if it was not her own body. A dull pain spread in her head, and even her consciousness seemed to be floating in and out.
She subconsciously reached out and touched her forehead. The hot temperature reminded her that she was caught cold and had a fever, but her dry and hoarse throat made it impossible for her to utter a word.
"Ruya, what's wrong with you? Your face is so red, do you have a fever?" Xia Ruya seemed to hear Xia Ruxue's voice in a daze, anxious and worried.
She raised her lips slowly, but it was just a false gesture.
"It looks like she has a severe fever. I don't know if she can handle it."
Xia Ruya's will to survive was aroused when she heard these words. She suddenly grabbed the pants of a man next to her, and her face, which was flushed due to fever, showed a strange and seductive look: "Brother... I..."
As soon as she spoke, her throat felt dry and painful, and the hoarse sound was like the sound of sawing wood. She moved her tongue with difficulty and swallowed some saliva, but it was of no use at all.
The man showed no mercy and kicked Xia Ruya away: "Behave yourself!"
His superiors had told him that these girls needed special care, so he followed their instructions strictly and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
Xia Ruya said hoarsely with a dry throat: "I... I have a fever..."
These people have not harmed any innocent people since they appeared. Perhaps seeing that she has a fever, they may feel sympathy for her and let her go.
But the man ignored her.
Xia Ruya was unwilling to give up. She pleaded in a hoarse voice, "Brother... I have a severe fever, can you please let me go..."
But she forgot that her voice was very dry and hoarse due to the fever, so her voice, which was pretending to be soft, was lowered to a very low pitch, and sounded even more hoarse and harsh.
The man didn't even look at her, but glared at her fiercely and said, "Stay here obediently, I'll let you go at daybreak, otherwise..." He paused, and a bloody gleam of murderous light shot out of his eyes: "I will not let you see the sun tomorrow morning."
Xia Ruya's heart was gasping for breath, her pupils, which had become unfocused due to her illness, kept shrinking, and fear was frozen in her ever-diminishing pupils.
The only strength she had was drained away in an instant, and she fell limply to the ground, without even the strength to move. The cold ground made her feverish body feel comfortable, but it also made her increasingly groggy.
She suddenly raised her head, her dazed eyes filled with pleading: "Then... can you give me a pill to reduce the fever..."
Xia Ruya guessed that these people probably would not kill them. They would let them go after the situation was settled. That was why she dared to make such a request. Moreover, places like Black Sunday were equipped with simple first aid kits, which contained cold medicines.
The man stared at her coldly: "Just stay still and stop playing tricks on me, or I will be rude to you."
The hope in Xia Ruya's heart was shattered into dust bit by bit. She licked her dry lips gently, and saw a glass of water on the table not far away with her hazy eyes. She quickly said, "Then... can you give me a glass of water?"
She looked at the man's hideous and distorted face, and her hoarse voice was filled with cautious flattery.
The man was annoyed by her and suddenly pulled out a knife from his waist. He pressed the spring lightly and the sharp blade popped out of the sheath. Under the dim light, it looked cold and sharp.
Xia Ruya was instantly silent, looking at the knife in horror. It was not a fruit knife for cutting fruit, but a real small steel knife, which could cut the skin and cause blood to ooze out if it touched the skin lightly.
"If you dare to say another word, I will scratch your face." The man squatted in front of her and gestured twice in front of her with the knife.
Xia Ruya was so frightened that she was breathing heavily. Her face, which was flushed due to the fever, seemed to be even paler. She subconsciously moved her stiff, numb, sore and weak body and curled herself up into a ball with great difficulty.
The man swung the knife in his hand, and Xia Ruya stared with wide eyes as a cold white light came towards her. She wanted to scream and dodge, but her dry throat was hoarse and she couldn't speak at all. Her stiff, numb, sore and weak body could not move at all, and she could only watch the knife fly towards her.
Then, the knife was nailed to her skirt. The man came over, stretched out his hand to pull out the knife, and showed his sharp white teeth: "Your hand slipped!"
After the man left, Xia Ruya collapsed to the ground, her pupils contracted and she gasped heavily, looking very frightened.
Xia Ruxue stepped forward to help her tremblingly: "Ruya, are you okay?"
Xia Ruya shook her head unconsciously, the red hot temperature almost burned her sanity.
An unknown amount of time had passed before Xia Ruya's drowsy body was violently shaken by someone. She then heard a burst of shouting and chaotic footsteps, but she had a severe headache and her whole body was sore and weak, so she soon became drowsy again.