Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 1158 Horrible Hell

Arron’s POV: Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

When J gave Sally the gaze of fear, I knew I should keep my mouth shut. From earlier until now, I had been frantically trying to save myself.

These kidnappers discarded my wristband and other valuable items, but I still had my plastic shell bracelet left. Mommy made this and gave it to me. Beryl also had one. The bracelet looked like a children s toy, so they didn’t touch it.

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What they didn’t know was that this bracelet wasn’t just a toy. Mommy put a little blade in one of the shells so we could defend ourselves in times like this.

She was afraid that Beryl and I might cut ourselves on anything more intricate, and she also figured that we wouldn’t understand how to use them, so she just put this small blade in. She also cautioned us against using it for anything other than an emergency, when we could slacken the rope and signal for help when the bad guys were distracted.

When the little girl was taken away just now, the kidnappers went out briefly. I used that time to sneakily pull out the small blade and try to cut the rope. However, Sally’s sudden question rendered me too afraid to move again. I quickly hid the blade under my sleeve, afraid of being discovered.

“Another mute?” Sally glanced at me disdainfully and squeezed my mouth as an obvious hint of disgust flashed on her face. “Can a mute be a vase boy?”

“If he can’t speak, just cut his limps off as well.” The red clown mask werewolf decided my fate again. The mute boy’s hands and feet were severed. He was put into the bucket and transferred.

The instant I heard their voices, I broke my silence. “I’m not mute.”

“Oh, so you can speak, and your voice is quite cute.” Sally was taken aback, and she gave me a painful pinch despite the bandages on my face. “How old are you?” she asked.

“Five years old.” I didn’t dare to make Sally unhappy, so I answered her boring questions, such as what was one plus one.

I had the impression that this devious woman thought I was a complete moron.

“Not bad, quite obedient, but unfortunately disfigured.” Sally patted my head satisfactorily and asked me to call her mommy.

“I’ll give you candies if you call me mommy.” As she spoke, she pulled three melted sticky sweets out of her pocket. I didn’t know where she picked them up from.

Although I was extremely reluctant, in order to survive, I went along with it and pretended to be scared, shouting “Mommy”.

Sally decisively stuffed the candies into my pocket, and then turned to the other little boy in front of me and forced him to call her “Mommy’’ in the same way.

The little boy was very scared and kept crying; he was visibly distressed and inconsolable, crying uncontrollably with streams of tears, snot, and spit.

Sally was fed up with crying. She pressed the boy’s head against the ground and rubbed it.

‘‘Idiot, stop crying!” Since the boy was a fool, how could he understand? The little boy continued to cry and struggle, which made other kids cry as well.

I look advantage of the turmoil to pick up the blade again and cut the rope.

The hemp rope had been wrapped in many loops. I had already cut off two strands, but there were still three or four left.

I didn’t dare to show any difference. I merely cried along with everybody else, pretending to be terrified.

“Stop crying!” Sally went crazy and threatened us with a machete.

Even the red clown mask werewolf had grown impatient He grabbed the machete and cut off the loudest crying boy’s limbs.

This was the third kid who had been cut. All of the children hushed as the sound of the butcher’s knife cut through the bone.

I was sweating bullets as I tried to ignore the hellish noise, swiftly sliding the blade to cut the rope.

Finally, when the kidnappers decided who to deal with next, the rope wrapped around my hands was completely cut off.