"Slap! Despicable person, you dare bite me? Sooner or later, I will pull out your tongue!" Bianca White winced in pain and swung her hand, giving Jackson Sully a heavy slap across the face, her gaze filled with hatred.
A fiery pain erupted on her cheeks, and before Jackson Sully could speak again, they overheard from outside the door, "What's going on with this door? It looks like it's been locked from the inside?"
"Let me try..."
"Bianca, someone's coming, we should leave!" A woman beside her couldn't help but speak up.
"What's the rush!" A flash of reluctance passed through Bianca's eyes as she kicked Jackson Sully's kneecap. His leg buckled, and combined with the throbbing pain in his stomach, he soon collapsed to the ground.
The sound of unlocking the door gradually started outside as Jackson Sully's stomach pain intensified, and his vision began to blur. Sweat drenched his forehead, making his whole body start to feel cold.
