CLANG. CLANG. CLANG. The sound of a metal pipe hammering against the wall echoed through the pitch-black, empty abandoned building.
Gao Zhiming's bruised and battered body began to tremble uncontrollably. The muffled curses and heavy footsteps from downstairs made his heart race. He felt an extreme panic as he realized many people were coming—many adults.
He wasn't worried about himself, but about his sister! He was terrified of what these people might do to her!
With tears welling in his eyes, Gao Zhiming gritted his teeth and desperately dragged Anna upstairs. At this point, he didn't care if his actions were futile; he just wanted to get his sister as far away from these men as possible.
But he was too weak, and they were too fast. By the time he managed to drag the sack to the sixth floor, a tremendous kick sent him sprawling to the ground.
