After Awakening, She Tore Apart Her Enemies and Joined the Army on an Island - Chapter 30

Su Meng’s heart sank, this was bad!

Not wanting to get caught in danger, she walked away without looking back after hearing the shout.

But just as she caught sight of the ship’s police officers, someone blocked her path.

The man wore a wide-brimmed hat that concealed most of his face.

Deliberately lifting the edge of his coat to reveal the black grip of a gun, he warned in a low voice, “Mind your own business, or I’ll… kill you too.”

Su Meng couldn’t help but shiver, taking a step back as she lowered her gaze.

She considered herself brave, but the threat had successfully shaken her.

The man gave her a contemptuous glance but didn’t leave immediately.

Su Xiaoman had probably seen the gun as well; clutching the little boy, she quickly retreated into the crowd, putting distance between herself and Su Meng.

“Su Meng, save me! Waa…”

The woman sobbed and struggled, but the man held her tightly in his arms, forcibly dragging her onto the ship.

Su Meng felt a surge of irritation, didn’t the woman realize she was being watched too?

The person eyeing her seemed intent on sticking close.

If she moved a step outward, his gaze followed; if she retreated, he advanced a step as well.

Finally unable to bear it, Su Meng growled, “Move aside!”

A smirk tugged at the man’s lips as he replied recklessly, “You’re Su Meng, right? Wherever you’re going, I’ll take you there.”

A flicker of panic rose in Su Meng’s chest. Glancing at the distant crowd, she forced out the words, “No! Get out of my way!”

Her voice carried a mix of anger and tremors, yet it rang clear like the chime of a spring.

The man lifted his hat brim, giving Su Meng a thorough once-over before letting out a roguish whistle. “Not bad! You’re a pretty little thing. I like you! Why not stick with me? I’ll treat you to the good life, fine food, fine drinks, and plenty of fun.”

Su Meng knew she was being harassed.

Gripping her backpack straps tightly, she shot him a glare, turned, and broke into a run. “The police are coming!”

The man acted as if he hadn’t heard, grabbing her backpack with a widening grin. “Little girl, your tricks are too amateurish. Let’s go!”

He tossed his hat aside and reached for her hair.

Su Meng ducked, flicking her fingers to release a silver needle.

Unfortunately, it didn’t hit a vital spot, only striking the bridge of his nose.

The man paused, his face darkening with rage as he swung a slap toward her.

By then, dusk had fallen.

The dim, yellowish glow from the lighthouse several meters away was the last source of light in the area.

The woman had long been dragged onto the deck, her piercing screams drowned out by the blaring ship horn.

There were no familiar faces around, no helpful bystanders in sight.

Su Meng’s heart turned cold. Sensing a rush of wind aimed at her face, she flung a handful of medicinal powder straight at him.

“You little bitch, asking for death!”

He dodged the powder and withdrew his attack.

Squinting, he brushed the residue from near his ear, veins bulging on his forehead in fury as he reached for the gun at his waist.

But to his surprise, his fingers met the cold, sharp tip of a blade.

“Hah! A knife? You dare stab me?”

Though puzzled about how Su Meng had gotten hold of a knife, he showed no sign of it, his tone brimming with arrogance.

He grabbed the blade, grinning viciously as he prepared to yank it away and seize Su Meng.

But the moment he exerted force, a sharp sting pierced the back of his head.

Immediately, his entire body stiffened.

He roared, “You bitch… Grab her…”

Su Meng spoke at the same time as him, her words faster and louder. “Officer, he was illegally carrying a gun, he must be either a robber or a spy. He saw that I was alone and tried to capture me to take me to that ship. There are girls on that ship who were kidnapped by them, I saw it with my own eyes. I swear, every word is true.”

The officer flashed a pair of handcuffs and secured them around the man’s wrists. “Take him away! Report this immediately and request backup. Intercept that ship, now!”

Seeing the man restrained, Su Meng’s tense nerves finally relaxed. She slumped to the ground, beads of sweat as large as beans rolling down to the corner of her lips, tasting bitter and salty.

That was close!

She had narrowly escaped death once again.

If it weren’t for the medicinal powder she carried with her, things might not have ended well today.

She silently resolved to prioritize her physical training from now on.

Otherwise, even if her aim at pressure points was accurate, the force behind her needle throws would have been as ineffective as scratching an itch through a boot.

“Little Su, are you alright?” Su Xiaoman emerged from behind the officers, holding a child, her voice filled with concern.

Su Meng was so startled that she plopped back down onto the ground with a thud. “Sister Su?”

Su Xiaoman reached out a hand to help her up. “It’s alright now, the police are here!”

Su Meng forced a bitter smile as she struggled to her feet. “Thank you!”

It turned out that Su Xiaoman hadn’t left on her own but had gone to report the incident to the police.

The two exchanged a few more words, sticking close to the officers, their hearts still racing.

Su Meng pleaded, “Can I go with you? I’m afraid he might have accomplices lurking nearby.”

She had clearly heard the man shout, “Catch her!” there had to be others working with him nearby.

The officer scanned the area with a stern expression. “Follow us!”

Four or five minutes later, several police cars arrived with sirens blaring.

Twenty minutes later, the ship that had departed was escorted back to shore by two police boats, their lights flashing, flanking it on either side.

“They’re back!” a female officer announced.

The dock was immediately cordoned off with warning tape, and rows of armed officers stood along the roadside, vigilantly watching their surroundings.

Before long, officers began guiding people off the ship.

A woman, barefoot, hurried down the gangway, scanned the dock, and then ran joyfully toward Su Meng.

“Su Meng, it’s so good to see you!”

Su Meng’s feelings were complicated.

She believed that the misfortunes her family had suffered were caused by Zhong Wanrou and her family.

But now it seemed that even people connected to Zhong Wanrou brought her bad luck.

If she hadn’t encountered Mo Xiaoli, who had been kidnapped by human traffickers, she wouldn’t have been dragged into this mess and nearly abducted herself.

Yet, seeing the rescued woman’s radiant happiness, Su Meng swallowed the sarcastic remarks she wanted to make.

“Who are you?” she asked deliberately, feigning displeasure.

The woman froze, looking at Su Meng in disbelief. “You don’t remember? We met once before. I’m Wang Guangming’s fiancée, the one your stepsister cuckolded.”

She spoke bluntly, showing no trace of the anger or despair, one might expect from someone who had just been kidnapped. Nor did she seem heartbroken over her relationship troubles.

Su Meng felt like laughing, but she suppressed the urge upon meeting the woman’s bright, earnest eyes.

“Go ahead and laugh if you want! If it weren’t for her, I would never have known that Wang Guangming was such a scoundrel. In a way, I should thank your stepsister.”

Hearing her repeatedly refer to Zhong Wanrou as her “stepsister,” Su Meng felt a throbbing at her temples and turned to walk away.

Unexpectedly, Mo Xiaoli was the type to act familiar with strangers and followed closely by her side. “My name is Mo Xiaoli ‘Mo’ as in ‘no sorrow on the road ahead,’ ‘Xiao’ as in small, and ‘Li’ as in the sorrow of parting.”

Su Meng: “…”

“How did you end up in their hands?” And in such a wretched state.

She didn’t voice the latter part, but her scrutinizing gaze said it all.

Mo Xiaoli was barefoot, her cotton shirt missing two buttons, the hem of her dark blue trousers torn open by about an inch, her hair disheveled, and her face smudged with dirt, she looked just like… a little beggar.

“Ugh! Stop staring! I know I look even worse than a beggar right now.”

Mo Xiaoli ran her fingers through her hair and muttered to herself, “I was feeling down and just wanted to go out for a walk to clear my head. Who knew I’d be targeted as soon as I boarded the ship? Su Meng, could you lend me some money? Look at me… I’m practically half-naked. It’s so embarrassing!”

Su Meng knew she was the type to act familiar with people quickly, but she hadn’t expected her to ask for money right after they met.

She suppressed a smile and was about to refuse when Mo Xiaoli pleaded pitifully, “I’ll definitely pay you back, double? Ten times? My uncle is Jiang Weimin from the Cutting Committee, my grandfather is the director of Shanghai First People’s Hospital, and my other uncle is an officer in the Southeast Military Region. I wouldn’t lie to you.”

So, her whole family was full of officials.

Su Meng recalled that in the book, Mo Xiaoli was the biggest obstacle keeping Zhong Wanrou and Nie Ronghua apart and was happy to lend her a hand.