Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1026
A look of disdain flashed in Shadow 1’s eyes as she sneered, “Didn’t you say it was unsanitary to share food? You took a bite out of the bamboo shoot and you’re giving it to me now. Mr. Peter, haven’t you heard of the saying—do not do to others what you don’t want to be done to you?”
Upon hearing that, the man let his hand hang in mid-air for a bit before he withdrew his arm and placed the bamboo shoot aside. I’ll save it for when I’m hungry, he thought grimly. After all, he was unsure how long he would be trapped here.
She observed his actions and let out a small laugh. “Most people would have died within ten minutes after being exposed to the military’s neurotoxin, but you’ve managed to survive the night. It seems you’re stronger than I thought.”
He chuckled dryly and made no attempt to deny her statement. He did not have any other symptoms other than fatigue and he was smirking as he mused, “As you can see, the military’s so-called neurotoxin is over-glorified.”
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Shadow 1 pressed her lips into a thin, hard line. “The military’s neurotoxin is one of the most poisonous substances in the world. For you to survive its lethal effects would mean that there is something more lethal in your bloodstream.”
Peter merely shrugged at that. He then curled his lips into an insouciant smile. “Probably.” After all, he had taken dozens of poisons from all over the world. His body was as good as immune to toxic substances. “We should probably get some sleep. We can figure out a way to escape when morning comes.”
It was impossible for them to make their way out in the dark of the night and the little light on his mobile phone was too weak to be of any real use. Neither of them broke the silence that ensued. In the quiet of the rubble that surrounded them, they could hear each other’s heartbeats.
The next morning, the air was thick with cool morning mist. Peter was asleep when he heard a hissing sound close to him and when he felt a sharp pain on his leg, he opened his eyes. There was a small snake biting his ankle. He pulled out his gun immediately and aimed a shot at the snake’s head.
Startled by the gunshot, Shadow 1 bolted upright and looked over at the man next to her, demanding, “What happened?” As soon as she asked, her eyes fell onto the grotesque image of a halved snake on the ground.
Her gaze darkened and flickered over to the wound on Peter’s ankle. “Were… you bitten by the snake?” How much bad luck could one man have?
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