The photos were sent to every soldier and police officer as soon as possible. Leng Yejin did not give up on his search either.
He was like a ghost in the dark of the night, shuttling through the crowd in the time it took for sparks to fly.
The people who had just escaped from the terrorist attack did not notice people moving through the crowd. They kept making phone calls, crying, and sobbing with lingering fear.
A girl grabbed her phone and cried into the phone. I was lying on the ground, and the bullet just flew past my ear. There was no protection, Yingluo.
An old man asked the young man sitting beside him, " "Are you alright?" "It's okay, just passable," the young man answered, having a mental breakdown.
A couple hugged each other and burst into tears. A middle-aged man was still in a state of shock as he recounted his narrow escape from death.
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