Eliza bit her lips and stared fixedly at the man in front of her.
She could not get up.
The severe pain on her leg made her feel that she must have hurt herself.
In the rain, the knife in the man's hand was bright and frightening.
She lay on the ground, supported herself with her arms, and retreated. "I have no grudge against you..."
The man smiled. "Yes, there is no grudge between you and me."
"But someone is willing to spend two hundred dollars to to buy your life."
He walked to her with a sneer, raised his knife, and slashed down hard—
Eliza resigned to her fate and closed her eyes.
She was always blessed with great fortune. No matter how many times she was in danger since she was a child, she would often be saved.
However, she had never imagined that she would end up dying on a rainy day on a country road just like this...
She smelled blood.
But she did not feel pain as she expected.