SWDnovel Chapter 213: The Tempest
Chapter 213: The Tempest
Chapter 213: The Tempest
“Doctor, do you mean Su Xiaoxiao is also...” Fatty quickly understood Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng was still looking around. “Don’t just ask me everything. This is Chen Ran’s intention. He wants to use us to scout the way, and Su Xiaoxiao is his backup.”
“This man is so twisted,” Fatty cursed, “Does he even treat us as humans? If he falls into my hands, I’ll...”
“Shut it,” Jiang Cheng said, “Stop dreaming. First, he’ll never fall into your hands. Your brain is barely a bowl of beans compared to his.
“Second, what is your relationship with Su Xiaoxiao? Do you like her or her body?” Jiang Cheng glanced at Fatty, causing the latter to shiver, “The reason Su Xiaoxiao cooperates with him is to survive. To survive, she’ll eventually kill us. Do you get it?”
Fatty nodded nervously, “Yes. Yes. Doctor.” After the dressing down, Fatty said awkwardly, “I was just... rambling. You know me, Doctor.”
Jiang Cheng ignored him and continued to observe Chen Ran and Su Xiaoxiao. Fatty didn’t dare to speak anymore. He pretended to be a tree.
“Something... is not right.” Su Xiaoxiao frowned when she was less than 10 meters away from the stone plate, “Their bodies are not here. Plus... all the bones on the plate are yellow and old.”
Chen Ran shrugged, “Get closer. We’ll check.”
“No.” Su Xiaoxiao shook her head. “My brother and I got too close and triggered the plate’s mechanism last time. All the skeletons on the plate came alive.” She rolled up her sleeves to show the scars. “The wounds on my and my brother’s bodies are caused by the revived creatures.”
Chen Ran curved his lips and smiled at Su Xiaoxiao. “Is that so...”
Chen Ran looked down at her like she was a dying dog. The pain caused her to curl up. Several ribs had snapped. The bones cut into her lungs. Every time she breathed, blood would squirt out.
Chen Ran shrugged innocently, “Miss Su, what are you doing?” He knelt down and slapped the girl’s face, which was pale and bloody. Su Xiaoxiao’s body shivered nonstop.
Chen Ran reached out to grab her dagger. “Hmm?” Chen Ran paused. The girl refused to let go. “Such stubbornness...” Chen Ran stood up and stomped on Su Xiaoxiao’s wrist, which held the dagger.
The sound of bone snapping was music to his ears. He couldn’t remember how many times he had done something like this. However, every time he did this, it would excite him like it was his first. He was obsessed with piano, but he didn’t like the soft and feminine songs. He loved the tunes that would make people’s blood vessels explode, like Beethoven’s The Tempest. The world exploded in his ears. Whenever the song played, he’d feel like he was walking into a storming city. The streets were empty. He looked up into the sky. The rain threatened to swallow him.
However, the latter parts of the tune were disgustingly boring. How could it end with a melancholic note... Beethoven was unforgivable... just like the stupid woman before him.
He took a deep drag of the scent of blood. He then leaned down to snatch away Su Xiaoxiao’s dagger. Her wrist had been bent out of shape.
“Hmm?” Chen Ran frowned. He failed again. Su Xiaoxiao closed both of her hands around the dagger. Even though she shivered from pain, she didn’t let go.
Chen Ran suddenly lost interest in the mission because the small woman intrigued him. He hadn’t met such a cutie in a long time already.
Be it muscular men or experienced, worldly women, once they fell into his hands, they would only shiver out of fear. They could barely speak.
Confidence became a luxury.
He knelt on the ground and leaned his body as close to Su Xiaoxiao as possible. He wanted to hear what this stubborn woman’s last words were.