She saw fear in the eyes of the college students and the children as they looked at her.
She immediately turned to rush out the door.
But the door slammed shut with a whoosh.
The man called Yousheng blocked her way.
Without the slightest hesitation, Song Ning swung at him, holding nothing back as she used her most vicious moves to strike his vital points.
After several screams, Song Ning quickly subdued Yousheng and pinned him to the floor beneath her foot.
Song Ning had already grabbed the door handle when a man behind her snorted. "Wait-"
When Song Ning turned, the dagger in the man's hand was already pressed against a child's neck.
The child opened his mouth to wail in terror, but the man's other hand covered his mouth and nose.
The other man beside him quickly stepped forward and taped the mouths of the others shut.
Only then did Song Ning realize that the students' hands had already been tied before she came in.
These men had mingled with the crowd during the chaos and seized the students as hostages.
At this point, her only chance of truly saving them was to rush out immediately.
But the instant that thought occurred to her, the man slashed his dagger through the air, cutting a long gash in a college student's arm.
With his mouth sealed, the student could not cry out and rolled on the floor in agony.
"Don't try to make any noise or leave through that door, or every one of them dies!" the man said viciously.
He wore local clothing and had disguised himself as a local, but his accent was not remotely that of the local dialect.
"What exactly do you want?" Song Ning asked grimly.
"Yousheng!"
The man called out.
The man named