Chapter Eighty-Three: Survival in a Desperate Situation

Jiang calculated the time wantonly, and looked at Tamura, whose patience was getting worse and worse in front of him, and his smile gradually began to deepen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Mr. Tamura, have you thought about it?"

Tamura looked up at her and suddenly asked, "Why are you never afraid of me?" ā€

Jiang raised his eyebrows wantonly and asked strangely, "Why are you afraid?" They were afraid of you because they were afraid of death, but I thought I wouldn't die from the beginning. ā€

"You're so confident?" Tamura looked at her with a puzzled expression, he didn't understand what else was worth her use in such a situation, except for using his artwork as a threat.

"At least I'm still alive and standing in front of you." Jiang shrugged his shoulders wantonly and answered all his questions one by one.

Tamura paused and said, "Okay! I promise you! ā€

Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but his face was still silent. Psychological tactics, she won, and she won very beautifully. Everyone has weaknesses, and Tamura's weaknesses are too obvious, so she can guess them with a little thought.

Tamura threw the key to lock this room in the trash bin along with the lock, pushed the door and walked out. After a while, he returned, with a long rope in his hand, threw it on the ground, and then retreated again.

Jiang wantonly pulled the corpse that looked like it had been preserved for a long time, and after tying the corpse tightly to himself with the rope that Tamura threw on the ground, he shouted at the door of the room.

"That's it!"

The door was pushed open by Tamura, and he cooperated and walked into the innermost part of the room against the corner of the wall, checked the remaining corpses one by one, and nodded wantonly to Jiang after making sure that it was correct.

"There is a path on the left after going out, and on the right is the back door of my house, and there is a road through the yard, as for how to go, it's up to you." Tamura intimately explained the journey, full of sincerity.

Jiang nodded wantonly in thanks, and quickly ran out with the weightless corpse on his back. Tamura looked at her back with a fierce expression. He gave her two choices, whether she lived or died was up to her luck.

Jiang wantonly ran out of the room where she was being held, glanced up at the sky, and took a deep breath. This feeling of being alive again made her want to cherish her life even more. Tamura gave her two choices, Jiang wanton felt that it was like the door of life and death in the game, and no one could guess the mind of the questioner, it all depended on luck.

Jiang wantonly glanced at the path that Tamura had said, and frowned. Already sparsely populated, with her current strength, she must not be able to walk this seemingly endless path, in this case, she can only venture through the courtyard of the Tamura family.

She also carries his most important art on her back, and if something happens, at least she has a bargaining chip to protect herself.

Thinking of this, Jiang wantonly walked into Tamura's courtyard without hesitation. It was kept very clean and you could see the absolute love and affection of the owner for this place. Tamura stood at the door of the room where he lived, smiling and watching Jiang walk towards the gate of the courtyard step by step, without the slightest intention of stepping forward to help.

Jiang wantonly nodded lightly at him, walked to the gate and glanced at the uninhabited highway, and silently calculated in his heart. At the speed at which she was running, it would take Tamura at least three minutes to catch up with her, and she could be rescued if she met anyone in those three minutes.

To bet, or not to bet?

Jiang smiled wantonly and began to untie the rope tied to his body. If you don't gamble, you will definitely die, and if you gamble, there is at least a glimmer of hope. Since there is a possibility of survival, she must do her best to give it a try.

The rope was untied, Jiang wantonly raised his head and glanced in the direction of Tamura, threw the body on the ground and began to run wildly. There was no time to think about the image or anything, and Tamura had followed almost the next second when Jiang started running wantonly. At this point, Jiang wanton was not surprised at all.

The look in the man's eyes when he decided to make this deal with her told her that he would not let himself go.

Jiang recklessly stared ahead and ran with all his strength, Tamura chasing after her. The distance began to approach little by little, and the light in Jiang wanton's eyes gradually began to turn gray.

A car suddenly drove into the corner, Jiang wanton's eyes instantly began to glow, and he ran in the direction of the car. Tamura cursed, stopped chasing her, and looked thoughtfully in the direction of the car.

Jiang wantonly stopped in front of the car, banged on the window and shouted in fluent Japanese: "Help me!" Please help me! ā€

The car window was rolled down, and Jiang wantonly widened his eyes with a look of disbelief, "Anan? ā€

Zuo Qiu Nan breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that although she was embarrassed, she was not hurt anywhere, "Get in the car!" ā€

Jiang shook his head wantonly and changed to communicate with him in his native language, "The person standing not far in front of you is Tamura!" ā€

Zuo Qiu Nan was stunned for a moment, then pushed the car door and walked towards him. Jiang wantonly stood in place and did not move, she believed that Zuo Qiu Nan's ability was enough to deal with Tamura.

Tamura is a cautious person, and he realized that something was wrong almost as soon as he saw Zuo Qiu Nan get out of the car and walk towards him. He squinted his eyes and ran towards the road he had come, Zuo Qiu Nan raised his eyebrows and followed.

The two are one in front of the other, and there is not much difference in distance. Tamura gasped for breath, but he didn't dare to reduce his speed, and scolded in the direction of Zuo Qiu Nan: "Fool! Who are you? Don't be nosy! ā€

Zuo Qiu Nan followed behind him unhurriedly, without a tired look at all, "Tamura, it's time for you to atone for your sins!" ā€

Not far away, Jiang wanton, who happened to hear his words, the corners of his mouth hooked a curvature, and the joy brought to her by coming back from the dead was far less real than the moment when she saw him. The appearance of this man soothed all her vigilance, and she knew that because of his presence, she was completely safe.

The co-pilot had Zuo Qiu Nan's mobile phone on it, and Jiang unceremoniously took it out and called his grandfather. She knew that after losing contact with her family for so long, her grandfather must have a way to know her situation these days.

"Grandpa, I'm wanton!"

The moment the old man heard his granddaughter's voice at the other end, he finally put his heart in his stomach, and a tear stained from the corner of his eyes, "Wanton, grandpa knows that you will be fine." ā€

Jiang smiled wantonly, and could feel the strong worry and longing for her through the phone, "Don't worry, I'm not injured, it was Anan who saved me!" ā€

"When will you be back?" The old man asked urgently.

Jiang wantonly looked at the figure that had gradually turned into two black spots, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes, "About three days later, I need time to deal with this side of the matter." ā€

Old Man Jiang was not reluctant, knowing that Zuo Qiu Nan would take good care of her, he hung up the phone after telling her a few words.