I heard the man in the darkness groaning a few times, obviously a few coins hit him. At this time, I also came close, heard the man's breathing, raised my foot and kicked him.
This fucking bastard was very clever. I seemed to see his shadow flash in the dark, and my kick missed. When I turned around to look for him, I felt a strong and heavy gust of wind hitting my neck. I hurriedly dodged to the side, and kicked the bastard to the ground with a loud "bang". I don't know what he was holding in his hand, but it also fell to the ground, and it looked very heavy.
I kicked him again, and he rolled away, stood up, and rushed towards me. I was trained in night combat in the special forces, relying on my ears to determine the position, which is my best skill. I twisted my upper body to the left to avoid his attack, and grabbed his body with both hands at the same time, and pushed forward.
There was a "bang" sound. It was definitely the sound of my forehead hitting the wall. I closed my eyes, hoping that it would not break, otherwise I would be charged with murder.
The bastard screamed miserably. It was hard to see clearly in the dark, but I could vaguely see a blurry black shadow rising from the ground and quickly running towards the alley. I hurriedly chased him a few steps forward, but the bastard was very fast and disappeared at the alley in the blink of an eye. I stopped and went back to look for Qu Mo.
"Qu Mo, where are you?" I called out nervously when I heard no sound from Qu Mo.
"I, I'm here."
I heard her voice, and although it sounded painful, I was relieved because it proved that she was still alive. I turned on my phone again and walked over to where the sound came from. I saw Qu Mo lying behind a pile of garbage, covered in blood. His face was very pale, his eyes were half open and half closed, and he looked extremely painful.
"What's wrong with you?" I quickly pulled her out.
"Someone wanted to kill me, and it just so happened...you happened to arrive." Qu Mo fell into my arms and gasped.
"Where are you hurt?" I asked nervously.
"No, there is no fatal injury. Quick, take me to Master Yan, this is spiritual blood." She took out a small bottle of eyelashes that women use for makeup, and there was half a bottle of blood in it.
I took the bottle and put it in my pocket, then picked her up and said, "Hold on for a while." I quickly ran out of the alley. Although it was late at night, there were still many taxis near the hotel, so I stopped one and got in.
The driver saw a woman covered in blood and was unwilling to take us. He said he was going home after get off work and would not take any more passengers. Damn, why did you stop the car if you don’t want to take any passengers? I cursed in my heart. Then I took out two hundred yuan and threw it to him: "Go to the Second Ring Road."
"Sir, it's time to get off work. My wife and children are waiting for me."
I threw another two hundred over: "Overtime pay."
"Well, since you're in a hurry, I'll work overtime."
Damn it, money makes the world go round. I don’t believe that your little lamb won’t eat the wheat greens!
Qu Mo was leaning on me, blood was still flowing out, soaking my clothes. She closed her eyes, I don't know if she was asleep or dozing, the light from the window reflected on her face, revealing a peaceful look. Fortunately, the traffic was smooth late at night, and we arrived at Lao Yan's shop in more than ten minutes.
I carried Qu Mo in, and scared them all. Old Yan hurriedly asked me to put her on the sofa. His shop had white hemostatic medicine, but the wound was on the back, so we went out first, leaving Shen Bing to treat her. I heard the man in the dark groaning several times in succession, and it was obvious that a few copper coins hit him. At this time, I also came close, heard the man's breathing, and raised my foot to kick him.
This fucking bastard was very clever. I seemed to see his shadow flash in the dark, and my kick missed. When I turned around to look for him, I felt a strong and heavy gust of wind hitting my neck. I hurriedly dodged to the side, and kicked the bastard to the ground with a loud "bang". I don't know what he was holding in his hand, but it also fell to the ground, and it looked very heavy.
I kicked him again, and he rolled away, stood up, and rushed towards me. I was trained in night combat in the special forces, relying on my ears to determine the position, which is my best skill. I twisted my upper body to the left to avoid his attack, and grabbed his body with both hands at the same time, and pushed forward.
There was a "bang" sound. It was definitely the sound of my forehead hitting the wall. I closed my eyes, hoping that it would not break, otherwise I would be charged with murder.
The bastard screamed miserably. It was hard to see clearly in the dark, but I could vaguely see a blurry black shadow rising from the ground and quickly running towards the alley. I hurriedly chased him a few steps forward, but the bastard was very fast and disappeared at the alley in the blink of an eye. I stopped and went back to look for Qu Mo.
"Qu Mo, where are you?" I called out nervously when I heard no sound from Qu Mo.
"I, I'm here."
I heard her voice, and although it sounded painful, I was relieved because it proved that she was still alive. I turned on my phone again and walked over to where the sound came from. I saw Qu Mo lying behind a pile of garbage, covered in blood. His face was very pale, his eyes were half open and half closed, and he looked extremely painful.
"What's wrong with you?" I quickly pulled her out.
"Someone wanted to kill me, and it just so happened...you happened to arrive." Qu Mo fell into my arms and gasped.
"Where are you hurt?" I asked nervously.
"No, there is no fatal injury. Quick, take me to Master Yan, this is spiritual blood." She took out a small bottle of eyelashes that women use for makeup, and there was half a bottle of blood in it.
I took the bottle and put it in my pocket, then picked her up and said, "Hold on for a while." I quickly ran out of the alley. Although it was late at night, there were still many taxis near the hotel, so I stopped one and got in.
The driver saw a woman covered in blood and was unwilling to take us. He said he was going home after get off work and would not take any more passengers. Damn, why did you stop the car if you don’t want to take any passengers? I cursed in my heart. Then I took out two hundred yuan and threw it to him: "Go to the Second Ring Road."
"Sir, it's time to get off work. My wife and children are waiting for me."
I threw another two hundred over: "Overtime pay."
"Well, since you're in a hurry, I'll work overtime."
Damn it, money makes the world go round. I don’t believe that your little lamb won’t eat the wheat greens!
Qu Mo was leaning on me, blood was still flowing out, soaking my clothes. She closed her eyes, I don't know if she was asleep or dozing, the light from the window reflected on her face, revealing a peaceful look. Fortunately, the traffic was smooth late at night, and we arrived at Lao Yan's shop in more than ten minutes.
I carried Qu Mo in, which scared them all. Old Yan hurriedly asked me to put her on the sofa. His shop had white medicine to stop bleeding, but the wound was on the back, so we went out first and left Shen Bing to treat her.