Xinhan suddenly felt a layer of cold sweat oozing from her back. She quickly stopped on the side of the road, pressed against the wall, her heart pounding, and she didn't dare to make one look at the murderous men who were stroking over her, as if searching for someone...

Huhu~~ After the group of people finally passed by her, she gasped in a cold breath.

Not sure why, her heart became uneasy.

She wrapped her coat tightly to keep warm and rushed to the alley. Her father was waiting for her on the street at the end of the alley, not afraid or afraid...

Thinking of this, her heart calmed down a little again, and even the inexplicable panic disappeared.[

She couldn't help but smiled at herself, coward!

Look, isn't my dad there, leaning against the car and waiting for her, what's there to be afraid of? She just screamed and waved her hand to her dad and could see herself, "...Um..."

Xinhan was about to call her father, but suddenly a powerful palm pulled it hard and fell into a strong arms like steel. He quickly covered her mouth and whispered in her ear: "Don't make a sound!"

"Um..." Her head buzzed, staring at her father leaning against the car not far away, twisting her body desperately, trying to call for help, but the palm tightly covered her mouth, making her unable to make any sound.

"Don't make a sound, I don't want to hurt you! I just want to ask you for a favor!"

He turned suddenly, pressed her against the wall, and then...

His eyes looked down at the chills, but with a faint glance, her whole body seemed to be hit by an electric current...

When I turned my ears, I suddenly heard a burst of "squeaking" sounds, and the murderous men seemed to have fallen back...

"Um...um...um..."

After a moment of panic, Xinhan struggled even more violently, trying to make a sound to call the attention of his father on the street, but it was filled with his muffled groan...

As the heart chill struggled, she felt the wet touch. She lowered her head, her eyes suddenly widened and bloody...

So much blood came out of his shirt and he was injured...

She was so scared that tears rolled out. She wanted to ask for help. Her father was not far away. She wanted to shout out, but her mouth was not tightly slapped, and she couldn't make any sound.

On the side of my ears, the "cry" sound of boots stepping on the snow is getting closer, getting closer, getting closer, getting closer...
Chapter completed!