At the critical moment, Fu Gui, the forensic psychiatrist, took action.
"Do you want to turn her over and look at her face, don't you want to touch her, don't you want to be with her?"
As Fu Gui spoke, the madman did indeed let go of Xiao Qian, who began to cough desperately. Fresh air flooded her lungs, letting her know that she had just escaped death. The madman wanted to embrace Xiao Qian, but how could Yu Minglang possibly give him that chance?
Just as the madman was about to release Xiao Qian, when his hand was less than 1 cm away from her, Yu Minglang decisively pulled the slingshot.
His slingshot was special, very powerful, and shot iron pellets. It was good for self-defense when encountering poisonous snakes in the mountains, but especially good for attacking people.
The steel ball cut through the air, instantly hitting the madman's arm!
"Ahhhh!" The madman screamed in pain and Fu Gui swiftly moved the coughing Xiao Qian to his side.
