"Miss Jiang, be careful!"
Ning Xia's black pupils suddenly constricted, her heart leaped to its apex in an instant, yearning to run over and pull her away, but it was already too late.
She watched helplessly as the knife mercilessly chopped down.
"Ah—" Jiang Mingxia let out a painful wail, her back suddenly split open, blood gushing forth.
The knife clearly struck Jiang Mingxia, but it felt as though it had struck Ning Xia herself, a severe pain erupting in her chest.
She rushed forward in a few strides, grabbed Jiang Mingxia's hand, yanked her powerfully to her side, and then delivered a flying kick to the criminal.
The criminal, who had intended to swing a second blow, was unexpectedly kicked in the abdomen and was sent reeling back several steps by the strong force.
Once he regained his composure and looked up, he saw that the one who had kicked him was just a delicate and feeble young girl, disbelief flashed across his face, followed by a cold and continuous sneer.
