Before the word "three" could leave Lin Xinmei's lips, the hand that was holding my mother's instantly turned to nothing but white bone.
Upon closer inspection, you could see tiny centipedes clinging to her bones.
The centipedes swiftly devoured the flesh and then set about gnawing on the bones.
"Huff...huff...huff...huff..." The pressure on my mom's neck suddenly vanished, and she finally caught her breath, taking deep gulps of fresh air.
On her fair and slender neck, you could clearly see harsh purple bruises.
She collapsed to the ground, trembling arms barely supporting her to maintain the last bit of balance as large beads of sweat dripped down from her drenched body.
"Older sister, it is my fault for not protecting you, it's all my fault. If I hadn't been distracted, how could someone else have taken you hostage?" Zhang Che helped my mom up as quickly as possible, hugging her tightly in his arms.
Fully alert, he didn't allow any more danger to come a step closer.
