Under the intense desire to survive, some people had begun to try wriggling their bodies, attempting to crawl towards the window to consider escaping by jumping out.
But could any of them match Xu Shu's speed?
The fastest person had moved only five centimeters when Xu Shu's knife had already neared a little boy, plunging in.
"No! Don't do this!"
Next to him was the boy's mother, her agony from the loss of her child made her eyes split open as she wailed incoherently, tears streaming down.
But it was to no avail.
Xu Shu's knife neared the little boy's neck.
Click!
A slice severed the rope.
The little boy was freed, and his mother stood frozen, not having the time to contemplate further before Xu Shu swiftly cut the rope binding her as well.
