novelraw Chapter 270: The Debt She Owes, I Will Repay (3)
Chapter 270: The Debt She Owes, I Will Repay (3)
Over an hour later, Qiao Mo awoke groggily.She struggled to open her eyes, the back of her neck still throbbed like it had been struck.
After a moment of disorientation, she finally came to her senses.
It seemed those people had brought her here.
Lying on the cold ground, she surveyed her surroundings.
This appeared to be an abandoned warehouse, dark and damp, airtight, exuding a musty smell.
There was only a small ventilation opening about two meters high in the distance, with a few rusty iron bars embedded in it.
She slightly moved her arms, only to find her hands were bound behind her back.
Just a little movement, and the coarse rope painfully scraped her wrists.
Qiao Mo frowned, bent her body to look at her feet, only to see they were also tightly bound, unable to move.
With effort, she squirmed on the ground for a while, approached a stone pillar, and after some time, Qiao Mo finally managed to sit up.
She panted heavily, surveying her surroundings once more.
This seemed to be a warehouse or room inside an abandoned factory, but at the moment the room was empty, eerily silent, her slightest movement echoed.
Leaning against the stone pillar, she used the edges of the square pillar to constantly rub the rope on her wrists.
But after a full ten minutes, her palms had a layer of skin scraped off, yet the rope was only partially worn through.
Looking toward the door, Qiao Mo guessed those people must be guarding outside.
She frowned.
No, this wall pillar isn’t sharp enough at all!
It wouldn’t be long before those people came in.
Once again, she surveyed the surroundings, looking toward a piece of abandoned machinery, which seemed to have a guillotine-like tool on it. She immediately jumped up and moved toward the machine.
The short ten-meter distance was exceptionally difficult for Qiao Mo.
In no time, sweat was dripping from her forehead, and her clothes were almost drenched.
Fortunately, she succeeded anyway.
More than ten minutes later, she finally untied the rope on her hands, then jumped onto the machine to free her feet as well.
Once her hands and feet were free, Qiao Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ran toward the direction of the warehouse door.
No way, this warehouse appeared to be about three meters high, with only that narrow ventilation opening. Unless she could fly, there was no escape.
So, if she wanted to escape, it had to be through the door.
Qiao Mo had just reached the door and was about to observe the situation outside.
But almost simultaneously, with a ’clang’, the warehouse door was pushed open from the outside.
Two burly men walked in at the front, one on the left and one on the right, pushing open the rusty iron door before standing with their hands behind them on either side.
Qiao Mo’s heart tightened; she was too late!
She looked up and was stunned for a moment.
A woman with exquisite makeup was escorted in by several burly men.
The woman appeared to be in her forties, well-maintained, her long hair up, lips as red as flames, with an air of authority, impeccably beautiful.
She wore a black trench coat, walking with an impressive aura.
Qiao Mo stood frozen, staring dazedly at the woman in front of her.
Because she never imagined it would be a woman, such a stunning woman, who brought her here.
But she swore she had never seen this person before; who exactly was she?
The woman’s eyes were cold, looking Qiao Mo up and down, before her gaze landed on the rope on the ground a short distance away. She curled her lips and said slowly, "Miss Qiao, there was no need to go through all this trouble to get unbound."