A very strange feeling.
Like falling into an icy abyss.
The sensation of the blade pressed against her skin felt so real.
"Nobody move! If anyone moves, I'll kill her!"
This wasn't an empty threat. Her throat tightened, so much that it was hard to breathe.
"Don't hurt her," the man in the trench coat said, his voice deep and steady.
The more dangerous the situation, the calmer Tian Sangsang became.
She knew she must have lost her usual carefree demeanor, her head forced into a slightly upturned position.
Today's hairstyle was a traditional Chinese updo. It must be a mess now.
Could her hand reach behind to pull out a hairpin and stab this bandit who dared to threaten her?
She even found herself thinking absurdly: So this is what it feels like to be a hostage. This kind of scenario only happens in movies.
But is this hostage the cannon fodder character or the heroine?
Will someone come heroically to save the damsel in distress?
