Shenhao System: I am serious about spending money

The drizzle gradually became heavier, and it seemed that it was getting heavier.

An Jing looked at the eagle through the rain——

Eagle: "Go ahead."

Almost at the same time, An Jing shouted, "Everyone, retreat!"

Chaos ensues.

The five men holding knives suddenly rushed towards the crowd, aiming directly at An Jing. Several bodyguards reacted quickly, immediately dropped their luggage and fought with the men with bare hands. The lawyer and the assistant were frightened and hid aside in panic. Yan Xiuzhu protected An Jing behind him and said, "Let's go!"

The eagle walked towards An Jing step by step.

At this moment, An Jing suddenly reacted, turned around and walked back.

These people's only target is her, and as long as she leaves, they will definitely be attracted away.

All their cars were parked across the street. If they wanted to drive here, not only would they have to go a long way to turn around, but they would also have to drive to the other side to get to the venue. It would be more convenient to walk here.

At this moment, An Jing had only one thought in her mind: these people must not get hurt because of her.

"Stay away from me!" An Jing pushed Yan Xiuzhu away, turned around and quickly walked across the street.

Several of Lao Ying's men attacked the man in a ruthless manner. Several bodyguards were entangled and Hua Zhun was also forced to take action. The lawyer hid on the side of the road and tremblingly took out his cell phone to call the police.

An Jing pushed Yan Xiuzhu with all her strength and he retreated nearly two meters, and his umbrella fell to the ground.

The old eagle had already walked to the side of Yan Xiuzhu, but seemed not to have seen him at all, staring straight at An Jing.

Yan Xiuzhu was stunned, and without thinking, he rushed to the road and ran towards An Jing.

The pedestrian light was green at that time and there were few vehicles at the intersection, but the road was very wide and was the main road in the city.

When An Jing heard the voice behind her, she subconsciously looked back. Yan Xiuzhu had already run behind her, and just behind him, across the street, Lao Ying picked up his crutches and faced her straight.

An Jing was startled and immediately reached out her hand, trying to pull Yan Xiuzhu away, but at this moment, a large red truck suddenly came speeding over.

Yan Xiuzhu looked at the speeding car in horror: "Run——"

An Jing grabbed Yan Xiuzhu's arm and was about to push him away, but found that she couldn't exert any strength no matter what. She turned her head abruptly to look at the truck that was getting closer and closer. She didn't have time to think and grabbed Yan Xiuzhu and ran.

However, she then realized that her feet seemed to be glued to the ground and she couldn't move at all.

At the critical moment, Yan Xiuzhu suddenly pushed An Jing with all his strength.

An Jing was so light that she fell two meters away with just one push from him.

She watched helplessly as a sharp thorn-like object pierced through Yan Xiuzhu's chest, and then a large truck flashed past her eyes. His body was instantly knocked several meters forward by the car, and then was rapidly crushed by the body of the car.

There was deathly silence all around, with only the sound of police cars gradually rising.

After seeing An Jing escape the danger, Lao Ying wanted to go forward again, but was forcibly taken away from the scene by his men.

An Jing didn't know how she got up.

She also didn't notice when the force that was restraining her faded away.

She walked towards Yan Xiuzhu step by step.

Blood slowly overflowed from his head and was soon washed into the sewer by the rain.

His legs fell to the ground at a weird angle, but his arms were pointing in the direction of An Jing, with his fingers slightly bent as if he wanted to grab something.

For the first time, An Jing realized what fear felt like.

It felt like my heart was hanging in mid-air, the chill was running through my blood, and my hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably.

How come you can’t walk across such a short distance?

Get up!

Yan Xiuzhu, get up!

What are you doing lying on the ground?

"Boss, let me help you up." Hua Zhun's hands and feet were weak. He grabbed An Jing's arm and tried to pull her up, but he had no strength at all.

An Jing grabbed Hua Zhun fiercely, almost unable to breathe. She spoke with difficulty: "Where's the doctor!"

"The ambulance will be here soon."

"I'm asking you about the doctor!"

"Boss, listen to me, the police are here, you stand up first, the ambulance will be here soon."

An Jing watched Hua Zhun saying something but couldn't hear a word he said.

"Save him! Go and save him quickly!"

"Don't worry about me! Help me to lift him up..." An Jing's eyes were blurry and her mind was blank. "I beg you, please help him up..."

Hua Zhun tried to hold back his tears: "Calm down, we can't move him now - listen, the ambulance is here."

The police quickly cordoned off the scene and the ambulance arrived. Several staff members took out a stretcher, checked Yan Xiuzhu's condition, and carefully pushed him into the car. An Jing suddenly broke free from Kai Huazhun's control and forcibly climbed into the ambulance.

Hua Zhun quickly gave his assistant some instructions and followed.

Although it was only two kilometers away from the hospital, An Jing felt as if a century had passed.

She watched as a series of instruments she was completely unfamiliar with were used by the doctor on him.

She watched his body rise and fall with the instrument, as if his heart could beat immediately.

She watched the doctor stop moving -

"The patient has no vital signs. You must be mentally prepared."