The other party was furious, and the sharp blade cut through his flesh again, this time they sprinkled something on it.
The intense pain made Shen Wuyou curl up involuntarily.
"Feel good?" he roared with laughter, as if enjoying the whole spectacle.
Shen Wuyou was in too much pain to speak, biting his lip tightly in silence.
The man cut his flesh again, "What a tough bone."
The walkie-talkie crackled, the voice slightly distorted, "They're here."
Hearing the voice from the walkie-talkie, the man casually sprinkled the remaining powder in his hand onto Shen Wuyou's wounds and said seriously, "Leave no one behind."
"Don't worry, the explosives are all buried. We'll just wait until they all arrive, and then we'll all die together."
The voice on the other side of the walkie-talkie became momentarily triumphant, then suddenly stopped, and asked hesitantly, "There seem to be... quite a lot of them."
The man cackled, "The more the better! We'll be set for lifetimes to come."
After laughing, the man regained some composure and said in a low voice, "Leave them some clues, lure them all in, understand?"
"Mmm." The pain in his body and the urgency in his heart made Shen Wuyou unable to help but let out a slight sound.
He could feel the cold blade tapping against his cheek, and the man's sinister voice rang out, "Dr. Shen, thanks to your things, hahahaha, you must also hope Qin Ningyi dies, right."
Shen Wuyou recovered his breath, drenched in sweat, and curled up by the window. Darkness filled his vision, and the sounds around him seemed even clearer.
The wind howled outside the window, and the leaves rustled.
He couldn't let Qin Ningyi fall into their trap; he had to do something.
He had learned some escape techniques when he joined the army. He feigned unbearable pain and recoiled, and the person beside him laughed even more triumphantly and wildly.
The car's speed slowed, and he held the signal flare in his hand, waiting. The car stopped, and with a "whoosh," the car door was flung open.
The cold wind whipped across his face.
The man in the car cursed and yanked him out of the car, "He's a tough one, hasn't said anything yet."
The voice of the person outside the car was hoarse, "It doesn't matter, I'm almost there."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Wuyou also hit the ground. The light before his eyes intensified. Feeling the howling mountain wind, he gathered all his strength and threw the signal flare.
"Bang—" The sound was faint, but still clear in the valley.
A brilliant display bloomed in the sky. Shen Wuyou didn't see it, but the color had already appeared in his mind.
Only Huo Rou and someone in that team knew about this signal flare. Whether Qin Ningyi could receive it or not, his throwing it out now was not to save himself, but to limit Qin Ningyi's losses.
Even if he hesitated because of this signal flare, in the battlefield, it would be a lifeline.
"You son of a bitch!"
The man who had escorted Shen Wuyou down saw the fleeting color. He knew it must be a special signal. With a furious curse, Shen Wuyou was violently thrown to the ground by him.
Shen Wuyou, already covered in wounds, spat out a mouthful of blood from the heavy impact.
Shen Wuyou, using his curled-up posture, subtly pressed a few acupoints on his body. Although his survival was uncertain, he couldn't let go of any glimmer of hope.
The man furiously punched and kicked Shen Wuyou, "I won't kill you, and you're jumping on my head?! Who are you sending messages to?! Damn it, I'll kill you!"
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have heard the commotion, "A charm, don't kill him prematurely."
The force of the blows on Shen Wuyou lessened. After venting for a while, the man had Shen Wuyou tied up again. This time, they were more careful. Shen Wuyou was tightly bound like a zongzi and thrown like a rag into a dark space.
"Qin Ningyi, please don't die here," Shen Wuyou murmured weakly, with little strength left.