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Upon hearing this, the woman lying on the ground, covered in wounds and silent, twitched her fingers slightly.

"What? You think I don't know? Of course I know he has a tracking device on him."

As the bodyguard spoke, he walked toward Lu Chaochi, who was protecting Jiang Mian from behind.

But... a tiny force tugged at his trouser leg.

"Tsk." He frowned. "Are you still not done?"

He reached out and gently unbuttoned the button on Lu Chaochi's collar, then yanked it off.

"I wasn't after the money; I just wanted to teach Lu Bozhou a lesson."

As he spoke, he grabbed Lu Chaochi and moved him aside.

"I'd like to see what kind of expression Lu Bozhou would have if he had a disabled son."

"Will he still have that expressionless, deadpan face? I think it'll be quite interesting, won't it?"

The bodyguard walked over to a garbage compactor, which was used to compress metal waste into a single piece.

Therefore, there is a large, heavy metal pressure plate on top, which is paired with the metal base below.

When scrap metal is placed into the gap between the pressure plate and the chassis, it will be compressed into a metal 'pancake' by the machine.

Its shape is not very complicated, making it easy to see what its function is.

It is even more frightening.

"Alright." He pulled Lu Chaochi next to the machine.

"Young Master, don't blame me. Blame it on your good father; it's all thanks to him for bringing you good fortune!"

He grabbed Lu Chaochi's hand and was about to put it into the pressure plate.

The sound of the propeller rapidly churning the air grew louder and louder as it approached.

His expression changed, and he cursed under his breath, "They came really fast!"

He quickened his movements and increased the force of his movements.

Lu Chaochi also heard the sound of the propeller! It was his father!

He struggled, but the strength of a small child was far too insignificant for a burly bodyguard.

It was only in that instant of his sudden struggle that the bodyguards were somewhat affected.

But they quickly gained even tighter control over him.

It was precisely Lu Chaochi's struggle that attracted the bodyguard's attention.

So much so that he didn't notice that a thin, battered figure was crawling toward him from the side.

The bodyguard used duct tape to firmly attach Lu Chaochi's hand to the metal chassis of the compressor.

He gave a cold laugh. "Alright, I'm sure Lu Bozhou will like the 'surprise' I've prepared for him."

After the bodyguard finished speaking, he pressed the switch on the machine, then yanked off the switch cover, and quickly left through the back door to avoid being caught by Lu Bozhou's men.

The machine roared to life and began to move, the heavy metal pressure plate descending.

"Little Stone!" Jiang Mian cried out in a shrill voice.

She lunged forward, her fingers digging into the tape on the metal chassis.

But the bodyguard had a lot of glue on him, and he couldn't peel it off in a short time.

The child's hand couldn't be freed either. And the metal pressure plate was getting closer and closer.

Lu Chaochi didn't cry or shout; he simply rested his head gently on Jiang Mian's shoulder. "Mianmian... I'm scared..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mian was terrified!

His face was covered in blood, but his eyes held an unwavering determination.

She continued tearing at the devilish tape with one hand, her fingernails curling up and bleeding, but she seemed to feel no pain.

With his other hand, he gripped a piece of steel pipe he had taken from the side.

Then, without hesitation, she gripped the steel pipe vertically and reached her hand under the pressure plate.

"Mianmian!" Lu Chaochi exclaimed in surprise, realizing what she was planning to do.

But Jiang Mian strangely calmed down, her movements remaining perfectly steady.

With his fingernails ripped off, he loosened and tore off the layers of tape.

Crunch, crunch—!

The sound of metal deforming under pressure is teeth-grinding.

Lu Chaochi stared with bloodshot eyes as he watched the steel pipe in Jiang Mian's hand being pressed down and deformed more and more.

He couldn't even speak, he could only shake his head gently.

Jiang Mian showed no sign of backing down, keeping her hand inside without moving an inch.

The pressure plate is getting closer...

The steel pipe has been completely flattened.

Getting closer……

Jiang Mian could almost feel the temperature of the metal pressure plate.

"Well……"

At the last moment, Jiang Mian tore off the last layer of tape.

With a sudden burst of force, the child's hand was pulled out!

It was too late to pull her hand back. Although the pressure plate hadn't been pressed down completely, it was already very tight, and she couldn't pull her hand out.

"Mianmian!" The child's voice was anxious and fearful at the last moment.

In the face of the sudden, excruciating pain, the last thing Jiang Mian could do was…

She raised her hand, with its nails turned inside out, and gently covered the child's eyes.

The next second, she gasped violently.

Lu Chaochi was shocked!

His eyes were covered, and he couldn't see anything.

When vision is blocked, other senses become particularly acute.

He could feel the extent to which Jiang Mian was trembling due to the pain.

He heard Jiang Mian gasping for breath.

Amidst her violent gasps, Lu Chaochi also heard a sound that, though faint, was like a thunderclap to his ears.

Click!

That was... the sound of Jiang Mian's hand bones breaking.

Lu Chaochi's eyes widened, as if he had already cried all his tears.

He opened his mouth wide, but couldn't make a sound.

The world seemed to have fallen silent, as if something had sealed him off.

He couldn't even hear any sound anymore.

Only in this blank, tranquil space.

As if in a hallucination, I heard a seemingly unconscious murmur.

It was very light, very small, so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"Mom...can protect...her own child..."

Under the immense impact, Lu Chaochi's body went limp, and he lost consciousness.

Jiang Mian felt she had never experienced such pain before; every part of her body seemed to be screaming in agony.

The most painful part was the excruciating pain of my hand's tendons and bones breaking in that instant.

But gradually, it became as if I had become numb.

She endured the excruciating pain with great difficulty.

I cannot give up yet.

The child lost consciousness and collapsed in her arms.

She cannot collapse before she is certain that the child is out of danger.

She cannot give up yet.

A mother can protect her child.

……

The sound of hurried footsteps approached from outside.

It looked like someone had rushed in.

Then, the footsteps suddenly stopped.

It seemed to freeze instantly, completely stopping.

Jiang Mian struggled to open her eyes to see who had come.

I want to confirm that the child is no longer in danger.

But her eyelids looked as if they were stuck together with bloodstains from her face.

She couldn't open her eyes; all she wanted to do was sleep.

Then, a strong scent of ebony and sandalwood wafted over and enveloped her.

It was very clear amidst the smell of garbage and dirt.

Jiang Mian finally lost consciousness amidst this familiar scent.

"Jiang Mian! Wake up!"

"Call an ambulance!" [Qiqi is here to ask for votes and add to her favorites, hehe, muah, my darlings!]