"Nuan Nuan?" Leng Bingliang frowned and hugged my shoulders, his unchanging cold eyes full of anxiety.
"Dad...Mom, wait for Nuan Nuan, wait for Nuan Nuan..." I suddenly looked at the corpse with empty eyes, and I didn't know where I got the strength to break free from his hand and run over.
I had just taken two steps and suddenly felt a huge force coming from behind me.
Without thinking much, the small satchel on my left shoulder was grabbed. I grabbed it subconsciously and my body was carried forward.
It wasn't until I was dragged far away that I realized that I had actually been robbed by a motorcycle!
It hurts so much! My leg is bleeding after just two frictions with the ground!
I woke up from the illusion in an instant and wanted to let go, but found that it was not my bag that was being grabbed, but my arm!
It turns out that their target was not the bag, but me!
"Ah!!" A person in the car screamed and fell to the ground.
The other person didn't realize what was going on. His right leg was pinned down by the fallen motorcycle. He howled in pain and involuntarily let go of my hand.
Leng Bingliang quickly put away the silenced pistol and ran towards me, and was picked up
He looked at my bleeding calf, his eyes were cold, and he opened his mouth to speak, but was drowned out by my cry of pain.