She could only stare at the two people before her with various ridiculous postures and ferocious expressions.
Adam Jones no longer paid attention to them, turned around, and protected Elly Campbell as they walked toward the elevator, "You weren't scared, were you?"
Adam's tender voice rose in Elly's ear, as if carrying a trace of soothe, giving her heart a moment of tranquility.
"I'm fine."
She shook her head, although the scene just now was indeed a bit frightening, but she was after all not some timid woman to be terrified out of her wits.
Her gaze inadvertently swept behind her and saw someone with an iron rod rushing towards them.
"Adam, be careful!"
Elly instinctively cried out in alarm. Adam quickly looked back, his eyes sweeping over Elly's anxious face, and suddenly paused.
Elly watched in horror as the iron rod struck Adam's forehead.
The sharp edge of the iron rod created a long gash on Adam's forehead.
