Run wild in the hearts of bigots

Chapter 88 We Can't Escape

The mermaid girl opened her mouth to speak, and small bubbles popped out.

Through the thick glass, no one outside could hear what she was saying, probably something like "I'm fine, I'm fine".

She smiled at him.

Yes!Just smile at him.

A smile melted all Qin Xu's worries and fears.

He stopped beating on the glass.

The panic and fear that he had just rarely seen disappeared gradually.

Seeing that his mood had stabilized, the mermaid girl waved at him, said goodbye to him, and swam up.

She took a few breaths, her wet hair clinging to her back, her mind in a mess.

After leaving the quiet underwater world, the commotion outside poured into her ears uncontrollably.

Except for the simple man who was worried and nervous for her in the wheelchair just now,

Another cold face also reflected in her heart.

It's him!

Although after eight years, that teenage boy had become a big man, she was sure that she would never admit the wrong person.

Number 011!
Turns out he's still alive!

Her beautiful face was reflected on the shimmering water, and her eyes gradually lost focus, tearing apart the bloody and terrifying memory of eight years ago.

She was only ten years old then.

She was kidnapped by a group of mysterious people.

They attached a tag with "009" to her wrist and locked her in a darkened secret room.

Only a small light barely brought in a little light.

There are boys and girls who are locked up with her. They seem to be very young, and the oldest may be fifteen or sixteen years old.

The children curled up against the wall, shivering and weak, with endless despair and fear in their eyes.

That group of people is using children as experiments, constantly experimenting on them.

Some died on the operating table because of the unbearable pain.
Some were killed directly because of a paradoxical drug reaction.

She once thought that,
She might not really be able to escape.

Her short ten years are coming to an end in this dark and cruel world.

Until I met the boy No. 011.

Because in that dark place there is no name, only a number.

So until the day she escaped, she didn't know the real name of No. 011.

The day I met No. 011,

She lay dying on the cold bed, her hands bound by chains.

The delicate skin was frayed due to the desperate struggle, and blood flowed out, and there was no strength to make any ineffective resistance.

And No. 011 was lying on the other bed next to hers, his hands were also locked.

Ignoring the pain in his wrist, he struggled like crazy, and the chain made a clanging sound.

"It's useless, we can't escape, we may die here." She looked at him with despairing eyes, and her chapped lips revealed pale and powerless words.

The boy No. 011 paused for a few seconds, gritted his teeth, and his bottomless eyes revealed a strong desire to survive, and said firmly: "We... will not die."

She has seen too many children dragged out with bloody scars all over their bodies.

Life and death are in the blink of an eye.

She sobbed softly, "They're all dead"

He clenched his fists, "No! Trust me, we can definitely escape!"

At that time, she only felt that she would definitely die.

It never occurred to me that the young man really fulfilled his promise.

(End of this chapter)