She was held by Hunter's arms, which weren't particularly thick but possessed immense strength.
Slater, who hadn't eaten for two days and was very weak...
Suddenly felt a massive force she couldn't resist at all holding her.
She hadn't had contact with a man for many years.
The only male she had ever had close contact with before was her father, the lockpicking master Old John Brief.
The voice of the man holding her now was clearly not Charlie's.
He was also much taller than Charlie.
Although Slater hadn't had much contact with Charlie's companions, she remembered their general builds and heights.
After quickly running through them in her mind, she was soon certain.
"It's not Charlie or his companions!"
"This person's height is similar to Steve's."
Through his clothes, she could feel his well-defined muscles.
Slater wasn't sure if her current physical weakness was due to not eating for so long...
Or if it was because she was being held by him as they jumped down the cliff.
She only felt her heart beating violently right now.
Even her cheeks had become somewhat flushed and hot.
"Who are you?"
Slater finally spoke up and asked.
She was being held by him, and at this moment, he was very skillfully kicking off the cliff face to descend in a series of leaps.
Seeing that they were only a few meters from the ground, the heart that had been in Slater's throat finally settled back down.
Hunter didn't answer her; he knew it wasn't time to pop the champagne yet.
They had to successfully escape and reach a safe place first.
Only then would it be time to celebrate.
Bang!
Cursing could be heard from above the cliff, and flashlights were shining down.
Ignoring the fact that they were still two or three meters above the ground, Hunter directly untied the Rappelling Rope binding him and Slater.
Then he leaped and landed on the ground.
"Ah!"
Falling from a height made Slater cry out involuntarily.
Although Hunter was somewhat repulsed by the strange smell on her body right now, a man's instinct still made him hold her tight and protect her.
He didn't let Slater get hurt during the drop.
"Watch out!"
The moment they landed, Hunter grabbed Slater, sprinted a few steps, and hid behind a large tree.
Rat-tat-tat-tat!
Gunfire followed, and a hail of bullets rained down from the top of the cliff.
They continuously pierced through the trunks of several trees in the surrounding woods.
Hunter waited until the gunfire from above thinned out.
Only then did he grab Slater's hand again. "It's not time to relax yet. Excuse me!"
With that, one of Hunter's hands grabbed Slater's waist.
The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Slater cry out in surprise again.
She didn't even have time to express any dissatisfaction...
Before she felt herself being picked up again by the man who had saved her.
Then, as if he were a superman...
He carried her through the night at an unimaginable speed, quickly putting distance between them and the cliff.
Thump, thump, thump!
Slater subconsciously hugged him tighter; this action allowed her to feel his heartbeat even more clearly.
"His stamina is so good!"
"His physical fitness is also extraordinary!"
Slater was still in a daze and didn't know how long she had been carried.
She only felt herself being placed on the ground again, and then the man's voice sounded in her ear.
"Wait for me here for a moment!"
She subconsciously reached out to a nearby tree, leaning her weak body against it.
Soon, a buzzing sound came from not far away.
Slater's expression changed, and she subconsciously used the tree to stand up straight.
Then she saw a motorcycle arriving beside her!
"Get on!"
It was the voice of the man who had saved her!
Slater's ability to escape from Steve's villa was entirely thanks to this man.
Although she couldn't be sure who he was, it was clear he bore her no ill will.
So, Slater didn't hesitate to sit on the back seat of the motorcycle.
Then, the other person handed her a helmet.
"Put it on!"
"Okay!"
Slater took it and quickly put the motorcycle helmet on.
She subconsciously wrapped her arms around his waist and soon confirmed her previous guess.
Through the thin layer of clothing, Slater could clearly feel it.
Beneath those clothes, eight powerful abdominal muscles were well-formed.
Along with them, the muscles on both sides of the man's waist and back were well-defined... At this moment, Slater suddenly really wanted to see for herself.
What the face hidden first by the bandit mask and now by the helmet actually looked like.
She had developed a strong interest in this man who had saved her and possessed such amazing physical fitness.
"Hold on tight!"
With Hunter's warning, the motorcycle soon erupted with terrifying speed.
Slater was nearly thrown off by the motorcycle's acceleration and subconsciously hugged his waist tighter.
The bike didn't have its headlights on.
But Hunter, relying on his incredible vision, quickly drove the motorcycle forward along the dark mountain road.
Before long, they reached the highway.
Only then did Hunter turn on the motorcycle's lights, and instead of slowing down, he went faster and faster.
He pushed the speed to over a hundred and fifty miles per hour and drove at high speed for a distance.
After confirming there were no pursuers behind them, Hunter gradually slowed down and finally picked a small path to turn into.
Eventually, after traveling dozens of miles further, the motorcycle stopped near a Motel.
"We're here!"
Parking the motorcycle in the Motel's parking area, Hunter still didn't take off his helmet.
He whispered to Slater, who was still hugging him tightly, "After your escape, Steve will likely be watching your home and the company for a while."
"Tonight, we'll stay at this Motel."
"Tomorrow, I'll take you to a safe place."
Slater didn't refuse. "Okay!"
Since she was kidnapped by Steve's men yesterday morning...
Although she hadn't been sexually assaulted by Steve, he had tortured her plenty.
In two days, Slater hadn't eaten a single bite of food, only drinking a few cups of water.
Moreover, Steve was like a pervert.
Most of the time, she was either tied to a bed, unable to move, or tied up in the dining room watching him eat.
She even had to take care of her basic needs right there.
Not to mention Hunter—Slater herself knew how foul she smelled right now.
So she desperately needed a place to settle in.
A good bath, some food, then a long, sweet sleep…
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