Quick Wear: Saving the Sickly and Paranoid Villain

Number 14 raised his wrist, stared at the hands on his watch, and said softly, "You guys go to sleep. Now it's Number 7 and I's turn to keep watch."

No. 3 nodded: "Okay, then we will take a break. You have worked hard."

No. 14 shook his head: "No, it should be."

So everyone except No. 14 and No. 7 closed their eyes. As to whether they were asleep or not, only they themselves knew.

"Little girl," No. 14 deliberately lowered his voice and whispered softly, "Aren't you cold sitting so far away? Come closer."

Number 7 was sitting alone at the farthest place from the campfire. She leaned tightly against the big tree beside her, holding her package tightly in her arms, and stared at Number 14 with vigilant eyes.

No. 14 rubbed his nose and said, "I'm really not a bad person. I'm just worried that you'll be cold."

Number 7 still looked at him warily.

"Okay," facing No. 7's strong defensive mentality, No. 14 seemed quite helpless and could only sigh: "If you don't feel cold, forget it."

Having said this, his voice suddenly became gentle, and he murmured as if talking to himself: "What a cute little guy..." And when he said these last few words, his voice was as low as a mosquito, almost inaudible.

Hearing this, No. 7 was slightly startled, but quickly came to his senses, quickly withdrew his gaze from No. 14, and refocused his attention on the flames that kept jumping and flickering in front of him, continuing to watch them silently.

The whole scene fell into silence, with only the crackling sound of the burning flames and the occasional sound of wind breaking the tranquility.

No. 14 sat quietly by the fire. The warm flames dispelled the chill of the night, but also brought waves of tiredness. He had hardly slept in the first half of the night because of the snake. At this moment, the surging sleepiness was simply irresistible, sweeping over his body like a tide, wave after wave.

He pinched his thigh hard, trying to use the pain to drive away the annoying sleepiness, but it had little effect. His eyelids were still as heavy as lead, as if they would close at any moment.

He forced himself to be alert, blinked hard, and looked towards No. 7 with difficulty. She was staring blankly at the fire in front of her, obviously immersed in some thoughts and unable to extricate herself.

He looked away.

"Mmmm!" An unbearable feeling of suffocation came over him like a tide, as if a ruthless hand had tightly grasped his throat and pulled him out of his sleep.

At the critical moment of life and death, he did not hesitate to use all his strength to fiercely elbow the mysterious man behind him. This blow was like lightning that pierced the night sky, carrying endless anger and determination.

Only a muffled groan was heard, and the person behind him loosened his clenched hands slightly, apparently because of the severe pain.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, he struggled to break free like a wild horse and finally regained his freedom. He gasped for breath, turned around and glared at the despicable guy in front of him who dared to attack him secretly.

"Cough cough..." No. 14 couldn't stop coughing violently. Every breath was accompanied by a burning pain, as if countless needles were piercing deep into his throat at the same time. This kind of pain was indescribable, which showed how ruthlessly the man had strangled him just now.

After finally catching his breath, he gritted his teeth and yelled, "Number 3! It's you! You are really not a good person!"

"You woke up earlier than I thought," No. 3 retracted the surprise on his face, paused and continued, "and you are smarter than I thought."

He actually thought he was a complete idiot for having doubted them before.

“Fuck your dad!” No. 14’s eyes were wide open, veins popped out on his forehead, and his hideous and distorted face was like an enraged lion.

He spewed out a series of unbearable curses, each word was filled with endless resentment and hatred, "You bastard, you almost killed your grandfather!"

No. 3, who was standing opposite, just smiled slightly, with a hint of sarcasm and disdain in his smile. He said softly: "It's a pity that you didn't die. It's really a pity." This sentence was like adding fuel to the fire, instantly igniting the anger in No. 14's heart.

Suddenly, No. 14 rushed towards No. 3 like a madman, shouting: "I want you dead!" However, facing the aggressive No. 14, No. 3 did not show any fear. He jumped up and kicked No. 14 hard in the chest.

No. 14, who was hit hard, suddenly felt dizzy, and fell to the ground. Then, he felt a strong fishy smell in his throat, and then he opened his mouth and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

This sudden change stunned him, but after just a moment, he quickly came to his senses.

"You despicable villain, you actually drugged me!" No. 14 widened his eyes, stared at No. 3, and shouted with gritted teeth, "Let's fight with real guns and swords if you dare!" At this moment, his face was full of anger and unwillingness, and he wished he could rush up and tear No. 3 into pieces.

Hearing No. 14's accusation, No. 3 remained calm. He slowly withdrew his foot and said calmly: "Warfare is the art of deception."

No. 14 was furious, but he still had some rationality and held him tightly, forcing him to calm down. Now that he was completely powerless, he was definitely no match for No. 3, so he had to stay calm.

"There's no need to kill me now, right?" No. 14 suppressed his surging emotions and said, "I think we can work together, or I can join you. You should be able to see that I'm quite capable."

Number 3 seemed interested. "Oh? Then you're not friends with these people? Why are you betraying them so soon?"

No. 14 said confidently: "What kind of friends are you? We've only known each other for a short time!"

As he spoke, he glanced around and saw No. 7 sleeping soundly against a tree, and on the other side... his eyes suddenly widened!

The dagger with a cold glow flashed extremely quickly, and then he saw bright blood spurting out!

He quickly stepped back and turned to the other side. No. 3 didn't understand what was going on and was about to chase him, but he happened to see No. 2 fall down. Anger surged in his heart, and before he could do anything, he met the dark eyes of No. 1.

No. 3's heart trembled violently, and a strong fear surged in his heart. He ran away in panic. After all, he and No. 2 were not even friends.

"Puff" suddenly there was a pain in his chest. He lowered his head and saw the tip of the dagger shining with cold light. He slowly turned around and fell down.

No. 14 was still frightened and patted his chest: "Brother, I'm glad you're here, otherwise I would be in trouble today!"

No. 1 didn't say anything. He half squatted down, silently took out the medicine powder from the backpack and sprinkled it on Xu Meir's hand, then began to bandage it without saying a word.

No. 14 smiled awkwardly: "How did No. 5 get hurt?"

Xu Meir looked up at him: "Careless."

No. 1 paused and then continued bandaging.

Because of his past experiences, No. 1 has strong antibodies to some drugs, but Xu Meir is different. She can only stay awake by hurting herself.

No. 1 looked at the beautiful face of the girl in front of her. She had never realized so clearly that this person was smart, tough, and strong...but she did not trust him.