There is no time to wait for the others to arrive!

The black shadow has already come to the woman's side. Although the other party has not seen any action of raising a knife or raising a gun. But the shadow just standing there makes people feel shuddering...

"Please...please...don't kill me...don't kill me..."

Amid the woman's begging for mercy, the black figure raised its hand...

No gun! No knife!

But Carter still didn't dare to act rashly, because the opponent still had one hand hidden in the darkness.

The footsteps were getting louder and louder, which made the shadow look a little anxious. The hand that had already grabbed the woman's hair seemed to be not enough, so he stretched out another hand and grabbed one of the woman's legs.

, regardless of the woman's struggle, it seems that she wants to carry the person on her shoulders...

Chance!

Carter's eyes lit up slightly, and both of the opponent's hands were now under his sight!

Maybe the opponent still has weapons on him, but maybe the louder and louder footsteps gave Carter the confidence: he doesn't want to be a lone hero, he just delays time...

This should be possible, right?!

Just watching the murder happen in front of me, I'm afraid it will become a lifelong psychological shadow...

Unable to find a handy tool, Carter bent down and picked up a stone from the lawn, then rushed towards the black shadow. While running, Carter did not forget to locate the sound of possible reinforcements:

"People are here! No weapons seen!"

As the black shadow got closer and closer, Carter saw the other person abandoning the woman. Then he put a hand into his trouser pocket...

This discovery made Carter's eyes shrink...

How do you say that sentence?

Three steps away, the gun is fast! Within three steps, the gun is accurate and fast!

As the distance got closer, and the speed at which he had lifted up, it became clear to Carter that he had already started work and there was no turning back...

If the other party pulls out a gun, he will definitely die... No, it should be said that even if he is lucky enough to not be hit in any vital parts, he will still be seriously injured if he does not die!

But right now, apart from praying that the reinforcements will be reliable and come over to save me, all Carter can do is grit his teeth and continue to accelerate...

One step, two steps, the black shadow is getting closer...

Carter could already see the other person clearly, a sloppily dressed black man. His eyes were a little dodgey, and half of his black palm had been taken out of his trouser pocket...

Carter raised his fist holding the stone and hit the other person's head with the stone the moment he passed by. At the same time, there was a sound of tearing fabric from his waist, but strangely he didn't

Didn't feel any pain...

One punch, two punches, another punch...

The powerful momentum of the run-up allowed Carter to bring the opponent to the ground. Then he rode on the opponent's waist and abdomen, pressing the opponent's right hand with his left knee. Carter's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the weapon in the opponent's right palm: a knife!

The moment he found out it was a knife and not a gun, Carter was relieved. Then, as if to vent his anger, he punched the black man's smelly face with his fist.

This is not that Carter discriminates against black people, but that the other party really stinks! It's like the rancid smell emanating from a trash can in the summer...

Carter didn't remember how many times he punched the opponent. He only remembered that he hadn't punched the opponent for a while. Suddenly there was a cold touch on his neck, and then he was strangled backwards...

Before a strong sense of suffocation entered Carter's mind, a thought appeared faster: Damn it, you really can't be a hero!

Instinctively throwing away the stone in his hand, Carter tried to use both hands to open the cold chain around his neck to give himself room to breathe. But because the iron and flesh fit so tightly, Carter's fingers could never get in...

"Go to hell! You scum! Madam, are you okay?!"

Before Carter's consciousness became weaker and weaker, Carter vaguely seemed to hear such a voice. But in the increasingly dim vision in front of him, the so-called "reinforcement" never appeared...

"Ah?! You... are wrong! Let him go! He is a good man! The one on the ground is the murderer!"

The frightened woman seemed to gain strength instantly after hearing that voice. She took off her high heels, rushed forward in three steps, and knocked away the person behind Carter.

Then he squatted next to Carter, listened to Carter cough violently, reached out and patted Carter's back, and asked:

"Sir, are you okay?!"

"Cough cough...huh~huh~cough..."

Sucking in the air greedily, Carter put one hand on the ground and rubbed his throat with the other hand to relieve the pain in his neck, especially his Adam's apple. He couldn't care less and didn't have the ability to answer.

Fortunately, after such a reversal, Carter understood one thing. The person who attacked him in the end was not an accomplice of the murderer...

This can't help but make Carter relax a little...

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I...I don't know, I saw him as soon as I turned in...Sir, are you okay?! Kaiya! Come on, help this gentleman take a look..."

The man stabilized his body and returned to Carter's side. This time he took a closer look at the black man's clothes on the ground and Carter's clothes. He immediately knew that he had been accidentally injured.

While wondering why the black man who fell to the ground didn't get up, the man quickly shouted towards the intersection after confirming that there was no danger here.

"Shortly suffocated, maybe 15 or 20 seconds? I'm not sure, I was too nervous just now... Kaiya, please help him see if there is anything wrong..."

Hearing the footsteps coming from the alley, the man hurriedly explained the situation briefly, and then said to Carter:

"Sir, Kaiya is from the School of Nursing. Let her show you first..."

"I...cough, vomit...huh~"

Carter raised his palm and was about to say "No, let me slow down", but the turbulence in his abdomen directly interrupted Carter's words. The next moment, a soft touch came from the strangulation marks on his neck...

"Thank God! The marks are not deep and there should be no damage to the Adam's apple."

"That's good, that's good! Sir, I'm sorry, say it again..."

"Jeff! Let him take a breath first! OK?!"

After the guy named Jeff was knocked away, it took Carter nearly a minute to feel his breathing become smoother. He touched his throat, and the pain, or discomfort, was also quickly fading...

Carter breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and said:

"I should be fine...you...just the two of you?! Where are the others? Where are the police? No police are here?!"

"The Point Guard Is Here"

"I don't know, it should be on the road. There is no phone booth near here, but before I came, I asked Kaiya to go to the engineering school to find a phone to call the police. Kaiya..."

Jeff shook his head, turned his head and looked at the girl who finally arrived at the scene.

"I have already called the police. Maybe the police are still on the way!"

"Okay, I get it..."

Carter turned his head back to the black man under him who had not struggled for a long time...

This guy?

You won't be beaten to death by yourself with a few punches, right?!

Thinking about the stone in his fist, Carter couldn't completely rule out this possibility. However, considering the man's dress, beating a homeless man to death or a homeless man committing murder would be fine for him.

So, Carter turned his attention to Jeff and the two of them. To be precise, the chain on his hand...

"You bastard, where did you find this damn thing?!"

As soon as he said this, Carter miraculously saw Jeff blushing in the darkness. Kaia beside him quietly lowered his head. However, following the moonlight, Carter still saw Kaia's white neck. On the side, there is a protruding part, like something made of leather...

Taking a closer look, that's...a collar?!

Damn it!
Chapter completed!