Grudge of the Vengeful CEO

Chapter 93: The wounded man

In the midst of the forest, dim shadows of leaves shrouded the atmosphere.

Obscured behind a tree stood a man who was out of breath.

He took something from his small bag that was hanging on his body and, without looking, threw it into his mouth.

It appeared that this was not the first time he had taken it.

Right after taking it, he regained some of his lost strength, but he knew this was only temporary as the effects of the medicine he took would wear off.

He had lost count of the number of doses he had taken.

But this was the only way to help him heal so he could flee.

Just then, he heard the movement of some people thanks to his ability to hear things from afar.

There were three of them, but now, five more had joined them.

"Hell," he cursed as he looked around to find a place to hide until he could run again.

The wound on his stomach was still bleeding, but not as much as before he took the drug.

He saw a big tree that looked like a home for squirrels. Thankfully, the squi