The Blonde Woman rubbed her hands together excitedly, her pale fingers twisting nervously around each other, her knuckles cracking with a teeth-grating "crack, crack."
The corners of her mouth twisted into an eerie curve, and a sickly gleam flickered in her eyes. The dream of her lifetime was finally within reach.
"Get lost." She finally lifted her foot from Kim Taeyeon.
With the smug superiority of a victor, the Blonde Woman looked down at the battered little woman from above.
Kim Taeyeon's chest heaved violently, every breath carrying the metallic stench of blood, pain crawling through her mind.
Yet she felt heartfelt joy. She could hardly believe she had truly gained a brief moment of freedom, even if that freedom was like dew hanging from a spiderweb, ready to fall and shatter at any moment.
As long as I don't die with this lunatic, anything is fine!
Kim Taeyeon had only one thought: get as far away from the Blonde Woman as possible. Her battered body seemed to have been infused with a surge of energy.
She struggled up from the ground, limping, yet moving with incomparable determination toward Lin Yuan.
"Walk slowly. Lin Yuan moves forward two meters, and you can only move forward one. Take one step too fast, and I'll press the detonator immediately!"
The Blonde Woman's vicious threat came from behind Kim Taeyeon, her voice like shards of glass scraping across her eardrums.
Kim Taeyeon ignored the Blonde Woman. At that moment, Lin Yuan was the only thing in her sight.
She followed Lin Yuan's movements step by step. Lin Yuan took two steps forward, and she took two steps forward as well.
Lin Yuan had long legs; one of his steps equaled two of hers.
Neither of them moved quickly. Lin Yuan's hands and feet