Female Novel"Let's talk about it after we find the exit," said Yasmin with a snort. "If we can't find the exit, everyone will die here."
The people looked to their left and then to their right. "That's right. We need to find the exit first. It won't be too late to kill them then."
Michael looked at Yasmin. "Do you know where's the exit?"
Yasmin glanced at the corridor. "The seventeenth floor and eighteenth floor are different. The place where the safe passage was initially has been blocked. If the overall structure of a building is in order, there won't be too much deviation on each floor. Even if it is not in order, there will still be a specific order."
"You talk too much." Joel clicked his tongue and mumbled, "Not even a point is useful."
Yasmin's expression changed. It was clear that she was furious because of Joel's words.
She remained silent. She only raised her hand. "Why don't you find the exit then?"
Joel laughed. "I said before that no killings will happen on this floor and that they should be united first. You seemed to have lost."
Yasmin pointed at Callum's corpse. "Even though someone has died here, I still didn't lose."
Seeing that the two were about to argue, Michael said unhappily, "Is this the time to argue?"
"We'll look for the exit." Joel hinted for me, Quinn and Carol to follow him.
"If you guys are looking for it... what if you guys don't tell us after finding it?" Howard raised his hand to block Joel.
The group of people surrounded us.
"What do you want?" Joel asked in a low voice.
"Leave her here." Howard pointed at me.
He meant that I should be a hostage. In that way, they would come back after they found the exit.
"Dream on." Joel stared at Howard coldly. "You're evil."
If I stayed here, Howard would do something to me...
"You're thinking too much about it. We just want to live." With a smile, Howard looked at me. "The relationship between her and the lunatic isn't simple. I will only feel rest assured if she stayed by my side." "Go and look for the exit." I hid the dagger in my sleeve and said to Joel, "After you guys find it, call us."
If we didn't agree to Howard wanting me to be a hostage, everyone would be stuck here. Once a fight erupted, we wouldn't be their match since we were outnumbered.
Joel frowned and wanted to say something but held himself back. "Call us if something happens."
I nodded.
Yasmin glanced at me mockingly before leaving happily.
Michael's expression was ghastly, but he didn't show it in front of Yasmin. When he walked by me, he stuffed something in my hand.
I was taken aback. I quickly hid it in my sleeve.
It was a mini scimitar. The size of it was just right to hold in my hand.
"Hand over the dagger." Howard knew that I had a weapon, so he made me hand it over.
"It's best that you cooperate obediently. Otherwise..." Howard leaned toward me threateningly.
I handed my dagger over to him.
Howard wanted to search my body, but I warned, "Don't go too far. Otherwise, we will fight until both sides perish."
After all, he was on someone else's turf. He was holding himself back.
He snorted and pinched my chin. "That lunatic seems to care a lot about you. He saved you immediately and protected you well. Why did he leave you here willingly and give you to us?"
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Putting me in this group of people was equivalent to putting a sheep in a wolf pack.
"Do you think he's watching the surveillance footage to observe our actions?" Howard pointed at the surveillance camera in the corner.
I frowned and remained silent.
"If we take our turns on you, will he come out to save you?" Howard was excited.
It was as if they were finding something fun to do while Joel and the rest looked for the passage.
"Life is bitter and short. I'm sure
everyone is willing to have some fun
before they die." Howard
encouraged the other people to take action against me. novelbin
I knew what Howard wanted to do He was certain that Steven was the murderer, so he wanted to test the latter's patience. He wanted to see if he could force the latter out. S
Clenching the scimitar in my hand, I slowly stepped back.
Howard laughed wildly. It was as if he would be happy upon seeing that I was terrified. "Go on. Don't say that I treat you guys badly."
He encouraged the men beside him.
A few of them hadn't recovered from the shock. After all, Callum's body was still hung there. They weren't in the mood.
But there were a few people who were insane...
For example, Mark.
"Do you still remember me?" Mark's voice was low. He walked over to me.
I frowned. Who was he?