The girl suddenly looked up at me and exclaimed "Ah". I quickly looked down and saw that she looked familiar, but the foundation was too thick, as if she had a mask on her face. I couldn't remember who she was.
As soon as I was distracted, the bald man broke free from my hand and kicked the girl in the abdomen. His kick was so strong that the girl screamed and squatted down in pain, with blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.
How can you still be considered a man if you kick a woman so hard? I was furious, grabbed the bastard by the collar and threw him over my head. The bastard landed on the roof of his car, making a big hole in it, and he couldn't get up, groaning.
Seeing that the situation was not right, the driver quickly got out of the car and helped him down.
"Why are you helping me? Call someone and kill this kid for me!" the bald man yelled at the driver.
I saw the driver took out his cell phone and called, thinking that a good man should not suffer a loss in front of him, so I ran away. However, I was worried about this girl, so I pulled her out of the crowd and ran along an alley. After running through two streets, the girl's high heels were gone. When she reached a secluded street, she couldn't run anymore. She was kicked too hard in the stomach and blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth.
I quickly asked her to stop, hid in a dark shadow, and said while panting, "Take a rest first, I'll take you to the hospital later."
"No, that's all right, brother. I, I, I can do it on my own." She pushed me away and staggered forward.
When I heard the voice, it sounded familiar. Could it be her? I immediately shouted at her back, "Are you Fu Xueman?"
The girl's back trembled suddenly, and then she ran forward, but she fell to the ground before she ran two steps.
It must be her! I saw her face and it looked familiar, and now I hear her voice, so I can't be wrong. Damn it, so many good people have died, why can't you die once? I pouted at her and turned to walk in the opposite direction.
But after I walked a few steps, I couldn't help but look back. She was still struggling on the ground, and it seemed that she couldn't get up. She was in great pain. It was dark in the middle of the night, and the street was quiet. What if no one passed by and she died here? I thought, she deserved to die. Isn't that exactly what I want
I was about to leave, but I couldn't bear to do that. If I really left, I would not be able to sleep peacefully tonight. I would just treat it as another time I was being humiliated. I turned around, picked her up from the ground, put her on my back, and went to find a hospital.
She was already in a semi-comatose state at this point, with her head hanging limply on my shoulder. Blood was still flowing out of the corners of her mouth, all over my neck.
Seeing her like this, my heart softened. To be honest, it was all thanks to me that she ended up in this situation.
After exiting this small street, I was lucky enough to find a hospital across the street. After entering and explaining the situation, the nurse on duty immediately came over, brought a stretcher, and took me to the emergency room.
When I turned into the left corridor, I suddenly saw the elevator open, but there was no one inside. Actually, this situation is nothing, maybe someone pressed the elevator button and walked away, and it is normal for the elevator to open automatically when it comes down. But I felt a chill coming from inside, and my heart skipped a beat. This is not normal.
In less than half a year, I feel that all aspects of my Taoist skills have improved, especially my ability to sense evil spirits. This cold air is most likely emitted by ghosts.
But if you think about it again, there's nothing strange about it. There must be a lot of these things in the hospital. Except for the crematorium, this is the place with the most.