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Chapter 1444

Chapter 1444

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“Stop scheming, gorgeous. Even if you were to shatter the heavens today, there’s still no escape for

you…” The man tossed his coat onto the ground, one hand resting on his waistband, while the other

reached out to pull Neera toward him.

Just as his hand was about to touch Neera’s arm, suddenly, Neera, who should have been tied up,

stood up abruptly. Without uttering a word, she fiercely swiped at his thigh!

The sharp blade instantly sliced through his pants, and dark red blood began to gush out from the slit.

“Holy sh*t!” The crew-cut man suddenly yelled out in pain.

He was utterly taken aback. Neera had actually managed to untie herself, and she even had a knife in

her hand!

He was instantly filled with rage, reaching out to grab Neera.

Seeing the situation, Neera added another cut to his leg.

Meanwhile, she suddenly turned around, mustering all her strength to climb out of the bathtub. Dripping

wet, she stepped onto the floor.

She didn’t have time for anything else, her eyes scanning the entire warehouse. Spotting a second

floor, she had no choice but to run toward it.

The first floor was completely empty, devoid of anything, and there wasn’t even a single window in

sight. There was absolutely no way to escape. Perhaps there might be a glimmer of hope on the

second floor.

Having been submerged in icy water for too long, her entire body had become frozen stiff. Her limbs

were rigid, making it difficult to move. Every slight movement of her foot was met with intense,

throbbing pain.

However, she knew, at that moment, she absolutely couldn’t stop. Even if she had to tread over a sea

of flames and knife edges, she had to move forward without any hesitation..

Otherwise, if those people catch her, she would be truly done for.

Thus, she gritted her teeth, her frozen hands clenched tightly into fists. Her nails dug into her palms,

the sharp pain bringing her body back to its senses.

She exerted too much force, causing a piece of her fingernail to snap off. Blood began to seep out,

staining her palm and trickling down between her fingers.

However, for her, those pains served as a sobering elixir.

She ran as fast as she could, clutching the stair railing.

Meanwhile, the crew-cut man had also reacted, furiously yelling at the stunned people behind him.

“What are you all standing around for? Hurry up and go catch her!!”

Upon hearing his roar, those few people finally snapped back to reality and hastily rushed up to

intervene.

Even though Neera tried her best to run as fast as she could, her weakened body simply couldn’t keep

up the pace.

She had only climbed halfway up the stairs when she felt someone approaching from behind. Her heart

pounded wildly. Without a second thought, she abruptly stopped, turned around, and swung at the face

of the person behind her

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The man winced in pain, clutching his face as he let out a mournful cry. He lost his balance and fell

backward, knocking down the person behind him in the process.

Seeing that, the person on his right swiftly slapped Neera’s hand away. The eyebrow razor slipped from

her grasp, tumbling down the stairs.

Neera endured the burning pain on the back of her hand. Seeing the man about to grab her, she

panicked and swiftly kicked him down.

There were still two people who hadn’t come up. Gritting her teeth, Neera turned her head and

continued to run upstairs.

When she finally managed to climb to the entrance of the second floor, she looked around, but still,

there was nothing to be seen.

There was nothing she could use for defense. There were no windows and no means for her to

escape.

In an instant, a kind of despair she had never felt before rose from the depths of her heart.

At that moment, heavy and hurried footsteps echoed from behind, accompanied by a man’s roar of

anger. “You b*tch! How dare you hurt me! I’ll kill you!”

Neera’s eyelashes trembled as she turned around, her frail body showing signs of exhaustion. She had

nowhere left to run, yet she couldn’t bring herself to give up just yet.

She lowered her head, her gaze scanning the floor of the second story. Suddenly, she crouched down,

attempting to gather the dust on the ground.

The blood in her palm hadn’t dried yet, and mixing it with the dust made the wound look grimy, posing a

risk of infection.

However, she couldn’t care less about anything else; her heart was still stuck in her throat, and her

movements were frantic. Just as the footsteps were closing in, she suddenly stood up, turned around,

and flung her hand behind her.

The dust in her hand was suddenly flung out, blinding the person who rushed over. He cursed

furiously.

Seizing the opportunity, Neera decided to use her old tricks, intending to kick those people down.

The crew-cut man, however, was on guard. He swiftly grabbed her ankle, yanked it hard, and instantly

pulled her down to the ground.

Thump!

Neera’s back and the back of her head hit the ground hard, making a dull thud.

A sudden wave of pain swept over her entire body, causing her to shiver uncontrollably. The dizziness

in her head intensified her agony even more.

That time, she was completely stunned. She couldn’t recover for a long time. Her eyes were half-open,

and she gazed dazedly at the dusty ceiling above her, her pupils almost losing their focus.

“D*mn woman! I didn’t expect you to have so many tricks up your sleeve! And you even dared to run

away! Where the hell did you get that knife from? D*mn it, that Phoebe. She’s unable to do anything

right and always causing trouble, almost letting you escape! You wretched woman, I was actually

thinking of being nice to you today. However, it seems like I was too kind! I need to teach you a lesson

for slicing me! D*mn you…” The crew-cut man wiped his face, cursing non-stop, clearly infuriated to the

extreme.

He showed no mercy, dragging Neera by the leg and tossing her onto the vacant ground nearby before

he began to undress.

Neera endured his harsh words and the throbbing headache before striving to regain her composure.

Watching the man’s movements, she clenched her teeth tightly, forcing her body to shift backward.

However, the crew cut man didn’t let her go. He pulled out his belt and began to whip her mercilessly.

“D*mn it, you wretched woman. Still trying to escape? I dare you to try it again! Today, I won’t rest until

I’ve put you in your place!”

The sound of the belt striking against Neera’s body was like the tearing of cloth. Neera was extremely

weak at that moment, and she was in so much pain that she was on the verge of fainting, unable to

utter even a single sound.

She couldn’t move at all, forced to endure the blows, her gaze growing more and more scattered.

Suddenly, the image of Jean appeared in her mind. If he knows what I’m going through right now, it’ll

surely break his heart. How is he doing now? Is he in danger? He’s so incredible, like a god from the

heavens. He surely won’t be as they say. He can definitely turn the tables, right? It seems I won’t be

able to wait for his triumphant return…

Tears slid sideways from the corners of her eyes, dampening her ears.

She thought again of her aunt, the children, and her family with whom she had finally reunited after

much difficulty.

Agony welled in her heart as she thought about how she couldn’t meet them again.

Pain and longing intertwined at the bottom of her heart, causing her tears to multiply. Through the mist

in her eyes, she saw the crew-cut man standing beside her, cursing furiously while taking off his shirt. novelbin

You can’t Even in death, I refuse to fall into the hands of these scum! Neera thought.

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