Chapter 462 Scratching your face and blinding your eyes
The man driving the car stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Zheng Shirley's thigh, rubbing it up and down unscrupulously.
Fortunately, it is winter now, and Shirley Zheng is wearing thick pants to isolate skin contact.
But even this made Zheng Shirley feel quite uncomfortable and restless.
She squeezed as close to the car door as possible, hunched over and shrank her legs, in order to escape and relieve the pain of being harassed.
Maybe it was because he stretched his hand too far, making it inconvenient to drive, or maybe because his pants were too thick and he couldn't feel it when he touched it. The man's dirty hand just rubbed against it for a while and then he took it back after a while.
But when he did this, Zheng Shirley's sense of crisis became heavier and heavier, and she was not willing to just sit back and wait for death.
She racked her brains and thought of a way to escape. However, the more anxious she became, the more clueless she became.
Suddenly, she remembered someone's words and something, so she couldn't help but touch her neck and pulled out a necklace from her collar.
At the end of the chain, there is a bamboo-shaped pendant, which is like a pocket-sized bamboo tube, half the length of a finger, but not as thick as a finger.
Zheng Shirley held the small bamboo tube tightly in her hand, as if grasping a life-saving straw.
Her palms were all sweaty and she felt very nervous. She didn't know whether this thing would work.
But in this case, she could only choose to believe and treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
I have no choice but to give it a try.
Not long after, the driving taxi slowly stopped. Except for the gravel road illuminated by the headlights, it was pitch black further away. There were no street lights and no buildings in sight. It was completely in the wilderness.
"Beauty, is this place okay? Beautiful scenery, no one to disturb you, you can have fun as you want!"
The taxi driver turned around with a grin on his face and began to untie his seat belt.
Zheng Shirley, who was prepared, moved faster. She unbuckled her seat belt first, opened the car door and ran out.
After the car comes to a complete stop, the door will be unlocked, so this time Shirley Zheng was able to open the door successfully.
However, escaping from the taxi did not mean that he could escape safely. The man in the car was just stunned for a moment and quickly chased after him.
Zheng Shirley panicked and ran forward desperately in one direction. Although the darkness ahead was scary, if she didn't run away, the consequences would be even more serious.
But she is a weak woman after all. Sports are not her strong point, and her physical fitness is not good. She could run very fast at the beginning, but after a while she was out of breath, felt uncomfortable all over, and slowed down involuntarily.
The man behind kept walking, getting closer and closer, and it didn't take long for him to catch up, and he was just a hair away from catching Shirley Zheng.
Zheng Shirley did not look back, nor did she dare to look back, but she could clearly hear the footsteps approaching quickly from behind, and it was not difficult to tell that she would never be able to escape with her own legs.
The panic in her heart had reached its extreme. Coupled with the difficulty in breathing caused by the vigorous running, Zheng Shirley felt like she was about to explode, and her heart was lifted into her throat.
The chasing driver calculated the distance and reached out to grab Zheng Shirley's back collar, sure to win.
He could have been caught originally, but Zheng Shirley in front suddenly threw himself forward and just missed the catch, only a few hairs were torn off.
It's not because Zheng Xueli moves coquettishly and can dodge skills, but because she tripped over something just now, lost her balance, and fell to the ground in a somersault.
This place is far away from the city, there are no lights, and we can only rely on the dim light in the night sky to see things. It is normal to not be able to see the road clearly when running fast.
Zheng Xueli screamed in pain as she fell to the ground, and the gadget in her hand almost fell out of her hand. Fortunately, she clenched her fist tightly and did not lose it.
The man was right behind her, and she didn't dare to delay. She rolled to her feet and stood up, wanting to continue running forward.
But she couldn't run away anymore. The man's big hand came from behind and grabbed Zheng Shirley's arm. The body that had just rushed out was pulled back.
I had no choice but to get caught in the end.
"Beauty, you run very fast!"
The taxi driver smiled jokingly and turned Zheng Shirley's body around so that she faced him.
Knowing that she could not escape, Zheng Shirley could only use her last resort to save her life. She quickly stuffed the small bamboo tube in her hand into her mouth, leaving only half of it exposed.
When she turned to face the man, she immediately puffed up her cheeks and blew the small bamboo tube in her mouth with all her strength, like whistling.
Something light like dust sprayed out from the other end of the bamboo tube and hit the man's face.
But because the light is too dim, the dust is extremely fine and looming, making it difficult to detect.
The man didn't see anything clearly spraying out of the bamboo tube, but he found that his vision became blurred because a layer of fog appeared on the lenses for no apparent reason.
He pushed Shirley Zheng to the ground hard, took off his glasses and wiped them with his fingers.
Then he wiped his face with that hand. It seemed like something was stuck on his face, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
But before he could put on his glasses, he started to feel something was wrong.
Suddenly, the whole face became itchy, very itchy, as if there were many bugs crawling around.
The male driver couldn't help but scratch it with his hands.
However, it has little effect.
Scratching can only provide temporary relief but cannot completely resolve the problem.
But he couldn't ignore it, because it was so painful that it was so painful.
The result is a vicious cycle: the more it itches, the more you scratch, and the more you scratch, the more it itches.
Moreover, just grabbing is not enough, you have to use force.
Not strong enough, no effect.
Only with great effort can miracles happen.
Of course, no matter how hard he uses it, it will only be temporary. Once he stops, he will be so itchy that he wants to die again.
The man driver knelt on his knees, as if he was crazy, and kept scratching his face with both hands, making painful wails from his throat, like a beast on the verge of death.
After a while, his face was covered with blood and his face was beyond recognition.
Not only was he disfigured, but he was also blind in both eyes. He was blinded by himself.
Because my eyeballs are also very itchy, I can’t do it without scratching them.
As for the pair of glasses, they had long since fallen to his feet and he would never use them again.
In the faint light of the sky, I saw the man in front of me going crazy, scratching his face desperately, with all ten of his fingers stained red. Shirley Zheng, who fell to the ground, was shivering and very scared.
She didn't know what was inside the small bamboo tube, nor did she know what the consequences of blowing it would be. She only knew that this thing was her amulet, which could ward off disasters and save lives at critical moments.
But now, when seeing the miserable appearance of the man in front of him, even the instigator, Zheng Shirley, was frightened. This scene was really terrifying.
The man who scratched his face seemed to have used too much strength. His fingers were weak and his voice became hoarse.
But he is not dead, he is still alive and conscious.