C107 (1/2)

Humans are like this. Only after suffering from hardships can I truly understand what I was at fault for. It is a pity that I no longer have any room for regret.

The hands gripped my neck like pincers, and the fear of death washed over me, making my struggles seem all the more feeble. The flashlight I'd been holding in my hand clattered to the ground.

I heard a grunt from the man behind me, and then I fell forward.

I could not imagine that the man had let go of both my hands.

I was still conscious, crawling forward as I hit the ground. Suddenly my left leg was grabbed again, and after a few kicks I couldn't free myself. I felt the flashlight.

Cough cough cough, I actually heard a series of coughs. There's someone behind me, so who's the one grabbing my legs? This cough sounded very old, and didn't seem to come from a strong young man at all.

I sat up and gripped the flashlight tightly. As I turned my head, I saw that there really was someone standing behind me.

The savage looking fellow that was pinching my neck had already fallen to the ground. I could vaguely see that the person behind me was holding a huge black object in his hand.

I stared back with both my legs, trying my best to breathe. At that time, I actually didn't even have the strength to stand up. If that person wanted to kill me, I wouldn't even have the strength to resist.

”It's you.”

It was the same person who had met me today and told me to leave this place. In my mind, that person had never left the area next to the gate. There was a small house there, and that old man should be living there.

”Get up.” The old man said to me that he had knocked him down, and I was relieved. After all, he was part of the company.

His head was covered in blood, making him look a little scary. His hand was still tightly grabbing onto my leg. ”He couldn't have been beaten to death by you, right?”

”No, even if I'm beaten to death, I deserve it. Can you still get up?” The old man's voice was clearly anxious. I didn't know what he was worried about, so I kicked him a few times before I broke free of his hand and stood up.

”I'll call the police right now.”

”I can't call the police.”

I was stunned. Now that this person stole something from the company, he still wants to kill me? Of course I'm calling the police, why would the guard have such a big reaction?

”Why?” I asked, puzzled.

”Someone will take care of this. If you call the police then it will be troublesome. Listen to me, we will go to the dorm now and pretend nothing happened. Remember, no matter who asks, you can't talk about this, including that girl.”