Chapter 553

Tang Xin was nearly asleep in the car, eyes tightly shut, looking as if she were in great discomfort.

Xia He was in slightly better condition than Tang Xin, but her eyes were hazy and her body burned hot.

The taxi driver glanced at the two through the rearview mirror.

Both Tang Xin and Xia He wore thin clothing, their delicate skin barely visible through the fabric.

The sight made the taxi driver's heart itch; he swallowed saliva and continued driving toward their destination.

After an unknown length of time.

Tang Xin was slumped across the back seat when suddenly she cried out, "Wuah!"—startling Xia He and the taxi driver.

Then they watched as Tang Xin bent over and vomited in the back of the car.

The taxi driver immediately slammed on the brakes and cried in panic, "Get her out! This stench is unbearable! Hurry!"

Xia He, unconcerned, said, "Let her vomit. We'll pay for the car wash."

"That's still unacceptable! This is my car!" The taxi driver, hearing Xia He's words, became furious. He got out, circled to the door beside Tang Xin, opened it, grabbed her arm, and tried to drag her out.

"Hey! What are you doing! If you're going to move her, let me do it!" Xia He's protective instincts flared; she immediately wrapped her arms around Tang Xin's shoulders, preventing the driver from pulling her out.

"I told you to get her out so she can vomit properly outside, and you won't let me!" The taxi driver, already short-tempered, was now enraged by Tang Xin's vomiting. "I just washed this car!"

"Fine, fine! I'll take her out, okay?" Xia He, seeing his expression, dared not argue further.

She quickly opened the door and pulled Tang Xin out from the side.

Tang Xin still had some awareness; she stumbled to the roadside and vomited into the bushes.

The taxi driver's gaze toward Tang Xin and Xia He grew increasingly hostile, his eyes fixed tightly on their bodies—their pale skin, delicate faces, rendered even more alluring by their sexy, revealing clothing.

Sensual curves, fiery figures.

His desire surged violently.

Women of this caliber were pursued frantically even on public streets.

And now two such beauties appeared together!

With no protection, and no ability to resist!

Even better—it was late at night, both were drunk, and no one was around.

As this thought took root.

A seed was planted in the driver's heart.

His face immediately broke into a smile; he walked over, feigning kindness. "How is she?"

"She'll be fine after vomiting," Xia He said, patting Tang Xin's back repeatedly.

The taxi driver smiled and said, "Good, good. Today's youth are too reckless—no regard for safety at all!"

401. Danger Approaches

Xia He looked at the taxi driver and said, "Uncle, we're just having fun—not every day. Getting drunk isn't unusual. What's the difference from boys drinking too much at parties?"

The taxi driver, hearing this, did not show anger; instead, he grinned. "Good, good, you're right."

"I've water in the car. I'll get her a bottle."

Watching Tang Xin vomit, the taxi driver said.

He opened the trunk, took out a bottle of mineral water and a large cloth.

He first handed the water to Xia He, then covered the vomit-stained spot with the cloth.

Finally,

the taxi driver said to Xia He, "Wait until she finishes vomiting and feels better, then we'll continue."

"Wow, are you just waiting for the meter to run?" Xia He studied the taxi driver from head to toe.

The taxi driver pointed to the meter. "I paused it earlier. No problem."

"Master, you're so kind!" Xia He smiled.

The taxi driver chuckled. "First, take care of your friend."

Saying this,

the taxi driver got back in the car, turned on the navigation, and opened the map section.

By memory, he located a bridge—but it required turning onto a different road, not the one leading to the residential complex.

But

the bridge was only accessible at the next fork, so overall, they still had to drive forward.

The taxi driver glanced again at the two girls through the rearview mirror, smiled silently.

Soon,

Tang Xin finished vomiting.

Xia He didn't want them separated, so neither sat in the front passenger seat; both remained seated together in the back.

The taxi driver paid no mind and continued driving.

Watching the dark, shadowy landscape outside, illuminated in patches by streetlights.

Xia He hugged Tang Xin, her head spinning, eyelids heavy; a wave of drowsiness washed over her. She yawned, nodding off repeatedly, like a student dozing in class.

Tang Xin, too, hugged Xia He's waist, sinking into deep sleep.

Watching the two, utterly defenseless,

the taxi driver revealed a cold smile.

Following the navigation's voice,

he drove steadily toward a fixed direction.

Then, mid-journey, he turned off the navigation and veered slightly to the side.

During this time, Xia He woke several times, but seeing the direction was roughly the same, she paid it no further attention.

Under the influence of alcohol, not only was her consciousness blurred, but her judgment and energy had also declined.

Quickly.

The taxi drove onto a slightly dim little road.

This place had a small bridge; beneath the small bridge was an underpass, and normally no one would ever pass through here.

Nearby was a garbage dump; people often went there during the day to scavenge for treasures, but now, in the dead of night, naturally no one would be around.

Quickly.

The taxi stopped on that bridge.

Hearing the vehicle come to a halt.

Xia He opened her dazed eyes and mumbled, "Are we there, Master?"

"We're here, we're here!" The taxi driver got out of the car, then opened the trunk and took out a wooden stick from inside.

Unaware of the situation, Xia He kept pushing the sleeping Tang Xin, saying, "Hey, Tang Xin, we're home; we should get off the car now."

Tang Xin also got up in a daze; after sleeping for a while, although her head throbbed as if splitting and her limbs were limp, compared to before, she was already much better.

Tang Xin kept lightly biting at the air with her teeth, her cheeks puffed out like a little hamster; she rubbed her eyes, looked out the window, and said, "Xia He, where is this?"

"Where else could it be? Of course it's..." Xia He said, at the same time turning to look out the window, and immediately froze.

How could this possibly be their residential compound?

Outside was pitch black, but the car headlights tore through a patch of darkness, allowing them to see what lay opposite.

Wasteland.

Overgrown with weeds.

Looking far across to the opposite side.

They could see streetlights on a highway shining in the distance.

But that distance was far too great.

Even their residential compound was brightly lit.

In the past, when taking a taxi, it would stop at the entrance of the compound, where a security guard would come over to ask what was going on.

But now, where is this?

What happened?

What is going on?

A series of question marks appeared in both of their minds.

Tang Xin instantly broke out in a cold sweat; in an instant, half the alcohol wore off, and her training as a police officer, along with her everyday experience, told her that this was the prelude to something bad happening!

"Thump, thump, thump!"