Standing in front of the carousel, Su Yamo's eyes shone with a desperate desire for death. She raised her pistol and screamed frantically, "Go to hell!"
With that, Su Yamo pulled the trigger, aiming at the carousel.
Several bullets whistled out, flying towards the carousel. A continuous "clang, clang, clang" was heard as the bullets struck the steel frame or the wooden horses, sparking flashes, but no bullet hit any of the men in suits.
Even though Su Yamo had run out of bullets, she desperately continued pulling the trigger, but the handgun merely emitted empty clicks, with no bullets left to fire.
Seeing this, the men in suits hiding behind the carousel chuckled as they stood up. They watched the bewildered Su Yamo with mocking eyes, like cats watching a mouse.
One of the men waved his hand and said, "Capture her alive. Be careful not to mar her delicate skin, or Master Xing will be displeased tonight."
Hearing the man's mockery, the rest of them chuckled lewdly.
It was then that Su Yamo felt utterly hopeless. She wished she had saved a bullet for suicide.
Facing eight men, she truly saw no hope of escape.
As they were about to jump off the carousel, suddenly the carousel moved, with a screeching noise as its tray rubbed against the base.
The unexpected rotation caught the men off guard, causing them to stagger and almost fall.
With quick reflexes, they grabbed onto nearby poles or steadied themselves on the horses to avoid falling.
Perplexed about the sudden movement of the decrepit carousel, the carousel spun again and started gaining speed. The men clung tightly to avoid being thrown off.
In a panic, they tried to jump off, but the carousel reached a frenzied speed, lifting their bodies backward and their feet off the ground.
As the carousel went even faster, their bodies were almost horizontal. They clung desperately to the poles to avoid being flung off.
Seeing this, Su Yamo was confused. How could this dilapidated carousel start spinning? Perhaps she had miraculously hit the switch with her bullets. Yet it seemed impossible—the place had no power.
Despite her wild thoughts, Su Yamo attributed the scene to her inexplicable good fortune.
The carousel spun faster and began to blur into a single entity. The men, clutching the poles, appeared in extreme agony.
At the peak of its speed, the carousel abruptly stopped as if an emergency brake had been applied.
The dizzy men were hurled forward by inertia.
They shot off the carousel like cannonballs, smashing their heads against the metal rails or crashing to the ground heavily.
Regardless of where they landed, they immediately fainted, unconscious.
Seeing the men sprawled chaotically on the ground, Su Yamo was dumbfounded, as if in a dream, finding the scene incredible.
At that moment, shouting came from afar.
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"That's right, at the carousel! Surround them quickly."
"The three of them must be there."
As the shouting continued, dozens of figures rushed toward the carousel.
Su Yamo dared not linger and, unconcerned about the carousel's oddity, sought an escape into the darkness.
Soon, over thirty men arrived at the carousel. Upon seeing the eight unconscious men on the ground, their faces changed, and they raised their guns to search the surroundings.
Around the carousel, there was no trace of anyone—only faint footprints of a woman leading away.
Though they doubted Su Yamo could have taken down eight men alone, they still followed the footprints to pursue her.
The footprints were from Su Yamo as she fled.
The place, long abandoned, showed her footprints clearly. And with the carousel spectacle drawing attention, hundreds more were arriving on the scene.
While Su Yamo ran, more men closed in, forming an encircling ring.
Desperate to break through, she was driven back each time, and the ring steadily tightened, confining her to an area half a mile wide.
Facing throngs closing in and blocking every escape, Su Yamo found herself hopeless again.
Surrounded by hundreds of men, escape was impossible.
In desperation, Su Yamo clasped her hands, gazed heavenward, and softly prayed, "Heavens, grant another miracle. If I escape, I'll do anything to repay you."
Suddenly, a light laugh behind her remarked, "Really?"
The unexpected voice startled her so much she almost jumped. She quickly turned around.
Behind her stood a man, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.
Su Yamo opened her mouth to shout.
The man swiftly covered her mouth, gesturing for silence with the other hand.
Su Yamo realized it was Wang Yan covering her mouth.
Su Yamo forcefully pulled his hand away and whispered irritably, "What are you doing behind me?"
Wang Yan smiled slightly, saying, "I'm here to help you escape."
Su Yamo gave Wang Yan a glare and said, "Nonsense, you must be trapped here too. Claiming to help me escape."
Wang Yan shrugged and said, "Really, you just promised to repay me if I helped you escape. Is that true?"
Su Yamo rolled her eyes again, impatiently saying, "Yes, but do you have a plan?"
Wang Yan smiled slightly, saying, "Of course, if I help you escape, you must keep your word."
Seeing Wang Yan's confidence, Su Yamo hesitated, thinking: Could he really have a way? And why is he here? Didn't he leave earlier?
Earlier, Wang Yan had moved the carousel from behind and then followed closely beside Su Yamo.
With his skill, Su Yamo naturally hadn't noticed him.
But hearing her prayer, Wang Yan felt playful, revealing himself to her.
As the men closed in, Wang Yan grabbed Su Yamo's hand and smiled, saying, "Now watch the show and remember your promise to me."