Ailin's wound on her back was not deep; the criminal hadn't used full force with the first strike. It was on the second day that Nan Mufeng suffered a blow with all the attacker's might.
But, the blade was poisoned.
Ailin was the first to pass out, followed shortly by Nan Mufeng, who began to sway unsteadily.
"The blade is poisoned; you're all going to die, hahaha..." the criminal laughed arrogantly.
Xiao Hang's face turned pale, and without hesitation, he fired another shot and with a strike of his hand, knocked the criminal unconscious. He hurried over to check on Nan Mufeng and Ailin's condition.
"Boss, hold on, the ambulance is on its way..."
Xiao Hang's hands trembled as he dialed the phone.
"Xiao... go back..."
Nan Mufeng struggled to keep from falling unconscious. He had to get back; Jian Xi was waiting for him to return...
Just then, someone ran over quickly from a distance. Her speed was so swift it seemed to whip up a wind on level ground.
"Damn it!"
