Chapter 487: The Smell of Gasoline
Lu Yuwen was moving very slowly.
On the one hand, he didn’t want to make any noise; on the other hand, his legs seemed to have been born defective, limping, and with an injured knee, he was having difficulty moving.
Su Man did not know what he was up to, so she watched warily.
She had thought that he might want to get on the motorcycle and escape, but upon further thought, she realized that was not possible since the keys to the motorcycle were with the man called Brother Xiao.
It was too dark, Su Man could only see Lu Yuwen’s silhouette. Soon after, she heard the rustling sound, she smelled the scent of petrol.
Su Man suddenly realized…
Lu Yuwen tore a strip of cloth from his knee, stuffed it into the small opening of the fuel tank, and waited until the cloth was soaked with petrol, then gently pulled it out.
Because his hands were tied, he tried several times, tearing four or five pieces of cloth, then slowly walked back with even more cautious steps.
He twisted the cloth along the edge of the tent, and the gasoline dripped out…
Su Man watched his actions, her heart pounding with fear.
Could he possibly be planning to burn those people alive?!
Although those people indeed deserved to die, the thought of committing arson to murder someone was indeed ruthless!
Su Man watched Lu Yuwen in the darkness, her heart pounding with anxiety, although it was not her business, she was genuinely worried about him being discovered by those people!
Suddenly, a noise came from the tent!
Su Man hurriedly covered her mouth, afraid she might make a sound!
Lu Yuwen froze in his tracks.
A curse came from the tent, “Lu Yuwen! What are you doing out there?! Don’t you fucking act smart! You believe me or not, I could kill you now?!”
Zhang Ke’s voice came from the other side of the tent, “What’s all the noise about in the middle of the night? Are we going to sleep or not?”
Lu Yuwen gritted his teeth, quickly threw away the cloth in his hand, and then grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, kneading it a few times to cover the smell of gasoline on his hands.
“I was… going to the toilet…” he explained in a low voice.
“Going to the toilet?” The short man came out from the tent and kicked Lu Yuwen to the ground with a foot that was outside the tent!
After kicking, he still was not satisfied, he stepped cruelly on Lu Yuwen’s injured knee twice!
“FUCK you! You chose to take a piss at my sleeping spot?!! Go piss over there!”
He grabbed the rope on Lu Yuwen’s wrist, roughly pulled him up, and barked, “Move it! I’ll take you to the toilet! And see what tricks you’re trying to play!”
He then pushed Lu Yuwen and started walking, all the while cursing, “Bloody cripple! Don’t think you’re smart enough to play tricks. Dare to piss me off, even if Brother Xiao wanted to save you, I would still rough you up real good!”
He pushed Lu Yuwen, walked from one end of the road to the other, closer and closer to where Su Man was hiding.
Su Man held her breath, her nerves tense, and clutched the dagger tightly in her right hand, ready to strike at the first sign of being discovered!
She could not give the short man any chance to call out for help!
Just as she thought she was about to be exposed, the short man stopped. It seemed like he had no intention of going any further.
Su Man let out a sigh.
The nighttime visibility was poor, and there was a hedge between them. As long as he didn’t come any closer, they should not be able to see her…
The short man suddenly used his strength, seemingly fed up with Lu Yuwen’s slow pace, he kicked Lu Yuwen’s back, causing him to fall to the ground! His elbow hit hard on the brick edge of the planting strip!
He gritted his teeth, withholding a cry of pain, and when he opened his eyes, through the dense foliage nearby, he saw Su Man on the other side of the hedge!
Su Man was also staring at him with wide eyes.
Both were shocked and nervous.
“You want to piss, right! Let’s see you piss! Ah!”
The short man pulled Lu Yuwen back by the rope like dragging a dog, his foot stepping on Lu Yuwen’s face.
“Can’t piss, can you?! I knew you were up to something! Tell me! Were you trying to escape?!”
Lu Yuwen’s face was being stepped on into the mud, he kept his eyes closed and stayed silent.
“Yang Zi, that’s enough! Stop fucking around!” Brother Xiao’s voice came from the tent, sounding very impatient.