"Come on, Jasmine, let's go home quickly." The tense atmosphere made Donna very worried about her daughter.
Not only did they notice something was wrong, others also saw the red mist. Not long after, the streets that were busy just now became very deserted.
The two people hurried home.
"Whoosh!" A gust of wind blew through the air, causing Jasmine to raise her head subconsciously. "Donna, look, there's someone flying up there! He's wearing a police uniform!"
"Don't look up. It will be troublesome if they are unhappy with your look!" Dongna started to jog with an increasingly nervous expression.
Fortunately, the place where they lived was not too far from the factory. After jogging for more than ten minutes, they finally returned to the familiar street.
Coming to a familiar environment, the two of them calmed down. Jasmine, sweating profusely, propped herself against the wall with her hands, her fat face flushed red. She panted and said, "I can't do it anymore. I'm too tired. I must save money to buy a bicycle next time."
Such intense exercise was something Jasmine, who weighed nearly 200 kilograms, had never experienced before.
Donna was about to say something with a smile when the trash can as tall as a person next to her shook violently and fell to the ground.
The lid of the trash can was opened, and a bloody right hand fell out weakly from it.
"Ah~!" Donna screamed subconsciously and quickly covered her mouth with her hands.
"Jasmine, hurry up, let's go!" Donna didn't care what it was and rushed towards her home immediately.
As soon as she entered the room, Nini, who was doing her homework, smiled at her. "Mom, you're back."
The terrified Donna locked the door with trembling hands and quickly rushed to the basement with her daughter in her arms.
The heavy metal door was opened, and the fresh water and food inside were neatly arranged. This was the shelter she had specially built at great expense.
The last experience made Donna think of the worst in everything. Now it seems that it is useful to be more prepared, especially in the current situation.
When all the gear door locks were closed tightly, Donna sat in the pile of dried bananas holding her daughter, looking at the huge shining portrait on the wall in front of her, and her heart finally felt a little calm.
"Mom, what happened outside? Is there a war?" Nini asked curiously.
Donna shook her head, hugged her daughter's head and kissed it. "It's okay, the sheriff will definitely come soon, and the matter will be over soon. Nothing happened."
After hearing this, Nini obediently didn't ask any questions. She leaned on her mother's shoulder and waited patiently.
Ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed, thirty minutes passed. It was very quiet outside, and it seemed like nothing had happened.
Feeling a little bored, Nini reported interesting things in school to her mother. "Mom, the senior students have graduated early. I heard that they are going to work in factories. My classmates and I are the oldest in the school. This time next year, I should also be working in a factory."
"Oh, that's great, you'll have a job when you get out." Donna carefully paid attention to the motives outside.
"Mom, is it fun inside the factory? Can you take me to have a look? I've never been there before." Nini was very curious.
"Bang, bang, bang!" The knock on the door scared Donna so much that she quickly hugged her daughter and shrank back inside.
But the knocking on the door did not stop, but became louder and louder.
After thinking hesitantly for a while, Donna hid her daughter deeper and carefully opened the door to the basement.
After throwing the key back into her daughter's arms and closing the basement door again, Donna picked up a wooden stick and walked towards the door.
As she got closer, she heard a woman crying. It was Jasmine's voice, and her voice was full of anxiety.
She carefully opened the door a crack and looked outside, "Jasmine, what's wrong?"
Jasmine raised her hands tremblingly. Her two fat hands were covered in blood. Tears could not stop flowing down her fat face. "Donna... please come. Can you treat it? I really can't."
"Are you injured? Then go find Dr. Leonard."
"He's not my family, he can't go to the doctor, it's—" Before she could finish, a bloody hand with huge force directly supported the door panel and forcefully pushed the door open.
A young man covered in wounds stumbled in and fell weakly on the carpet in the hall.
The boy has a pair of sky-blue eyes and a high nose. Even though he looks very haggard, he still looks very handsome.
"Please treat me, quickly, I'm bleeding, ... I can't hold on for much longer."
As the boy hooked his finger, the wooden stick in Donna's hand began to rot rapidly and turned into a puddle of mud on the ground.
Jasmine rushed in with tears in her eyes and helped the boy up from the ground. She leaned him against her chest. "Donna, please help quickly, he is really dying."
Donna knew that in this situation, she should report to the nearest police station immediately, but the boy's threatening eyes made her dare not move at all. She didn't want her fate to be the same as the stick just now.
"I don't want to die, and I also don't want to hurt others. Please help me, I beg you, have mercy on me, just bandage me a little, I will leave right away." The boy said weakly.
Donna glanced in the direction of the basement, gritted her teeth, turned around and went to get the home medical kit.
All we can do now is to meet his needs, make him leave as soon as possible, and keep him away from our daughter.
Donna didn't know how to treat the wound. All she could do was sprinkle hemostatic agent on the hideous wound and then clumsily wrap it with a bandage.
But even with such crude treatment, the bleeding wound stopped and his complexion looked better.
"Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry, thank you." The boy asked again.
A simple dish of fried dried bananas with fish sauce was brought to the boy, and then Donna and Jasmine were shocked by his appetite. It looked like he swallowed the food, which weighed at least two kilograms, in big mouthfuls.
Seeing that the women next to him were looking at him, the boy who was eating voraciously suddenly blushed and slowed down. "Sorry, I hid in the ventilation duct for three days to get rid of them. I didn't have any food or water."
Jasmine nodded in agreement with red eyes. "Yeah, he was eating banana peels from the trash can just now."
Dongna glanced at them and stood aside without saying a word. She didn't believe it. If he wasn't a bad guy, why would the police be looking for him
(End of this chapter)