Who would have known that while she was halfway through her ride, she would encounter Li Zijue in a small alley, stabbed in the abdon.
The man was currently clutching the area around his stomach, running clumsily through the alley. His handso face, pale due to excessive blood loss, had eyebrows tightly furrowed; despite being covered in blood, the man hadn’t made a sound but kept on running forward.
"Uncle?" The mont Tong Mo saw him, she abruptly tightened the brakes, her clear eyes filled with shock as she stared at the bloodied man.
What happened for him to be covered in blood?
"Tong...Mo..."
The man also saw her. His thin lips moved slightly; he had just uttered her na when he collapsed to the ground.
If one looked closely, they could see a trace of a smile in his eyes as he fell.
How nice.
That he could see her one more ti before death.
Just a few minutes ago, he was thinking he probably wouldn’t have the chance to et her again in this lifeti.
"Uncle!?"
Watching him fall right before her eyes, Tong Mo couldn’t help but let out a loud scream.
The next second, she imdiately dropped her bike and dropped to her knees beside him, poking the man lying on the rain-soaked ground with her trembling fingers, "Uncle, Uncle, wake up!"
"Uncle, are you dead?"
"Can you not scare ? Whoa, I really am not that brave!"
As she kept shouting, a crying tone began to taint the young girl’s voice.
Seeing that he still wasn’t waking up, Tong Mo’s fear grew increasingly, and with the cold rain still drizzling from the sky, she felt as though she was plunged into an ice cave, her whole body indescribably cold and her hands shaking like a sieve as she called out loudly for help, "Is there anyone there? Please, soone help, help..."
But after calling for a long ti, no one responded to her.
This alley was always secluded, and with the rainy weather, there were even fewer people passing by.
What should I do...
It was what to do...
Tong Mo was just an 18-year-old girl who had never seen such a bloody scene in her life. After her teeth chattered for a while, she rembered to call for an ambulance.
"Phone, where’s my phone!"
Panting heavily with panic, Tong Mo quickly rummaged through her bag for her cell phone.
After finding her phone, she imdiately dialed the ergency number.
While waiting for the ambulance, Tong Mo looked at the man lying in the pool of blood and quickly propped her raincoat over him to prevent rainwater from entering his wounds.
"Uncle, what on earth happened to you?"
As she shielded him from the rain, Tong Mo looked at his wound.
She hadn’t realized how severe it was until she looked, which scared her so much that she fell to the ground, her eyes suddenly widening with terror.
This was actually... a gunshot wound!
Guns were banned in their country, how could soone have one?
Who would even dare to shoot and kill people in the streets?
And why had the uncle been shot?
Had he offended so gang boss?
But wasn’t he just a gigolo who earned a little more than usual?
While Tong Mo was becoming increasingly bewildered, the ambulance finally arrived.
"Quick, faster!" Tong Mo got up from the ground hurriedly, urging the dical staff.
"Right away."
Several dical staff hurriedly lifted Li Zijue onto a stretcher and into the ambulance.
However, as they were boarding, Tong Mo realized that at so point he had grabbed her hand and now she couldn’t pry it loose.
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