Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Tuk, Tuk, Tuk...

The bamboo sticks hit the asphalt road, making a regular and crisp sound.

The pair of worn canvas shoes slowly turned a corner and walked into the gray straight road.

She was carrying a backpack and a huge teddy bear, and was about to step forward when a drop of rain hit her nose.

No way? It's going to rain again?

——Such words were clearly written in the girl's dark and cold eyes, but there was no expression on her face.

She put her hands above her head and started running forward with the bamboo stick in hand, muttering curses: "I'm just running away from home, not going to the West to seek Buddhist scriptures, why are there so many tests?"

In front of her, the huge landslide boulders that occupied half of the road were getting closer and closer as she ran, until she ran past it as fast as the wind. The boulder passed through her pupils and passed through them, along with a bright red color.

After running a few steps forward by inertia, the girl suddenly stopped.

She stood there until the corner of her clothes, which was blown up by the wind, slowly fell down. Then she reacted and slowly turned around to look.

Behind the collapsed boulder, a red sports car was upside down on the ground, surrounded by broken glass and a few scattered books, with wisps of white smoke rising from the rear of the car.

At the same time, she heard a very faint cry for help coming from the carriage.

"Help……"

"Help, my mother..."

"Anyone……"

"Help……"

"Help!!!"

When the last cry full of despair and pain sounded, the girl blinked calmly, raised her wrist, and dialed 110 and 119 with the children's watch on her hand.

"Hello, this is the winding mountain road in Huahe County, Gotham City. Someone has had a car accident."

"...Which road is it?" The girl tilted her head and looked around for road signs before telling the other party the result.

"A red sports car, it flipped over after hitting a landslide, and there seemed to be... two people in the car."

She raised one hand and tapped the bamboo stick with the other, and finally walked towards the overturned sports car.

With the sound of the stick tapping the ground, the girl finally stopped in front of the car window and bent down slightly.

Under the gray sky, raindrops connected in lines, covering the whole area. The sunlight poured through the broken windows, soaking the boy's eyes as he begged for help.

It was as clear and transparent as glass beads, but dripped with scarlet blood.

He was dying as if he would die in the next second, but he struggled hard to look outside, and then fell into the girl's eyes, which were cool, clear, and quiet like a pool in a deep forest.

"…They are a mother and son."

she said.

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Tuk, Tuk, Tuk...

Under the gray sky, raindrops were connected in lines, covering his vision. The boy suddenly saw a petal of a snow-white flower, floating and swaying down towards him.

As the petals swayed and fell, a green bamboo stick appeared in his pupils, followed by a pair of slender legs.

"..." Just like a little firelight illuminating the dark vision, his mind, which was about to lose consciousness, suddenly began to boil. With blood in his mouth, he struggled violently. He thought he made a sound, but in fact he just made a few desperate lip shapes: "Help..."

“Save my mother.”

"Save...my mother first."

In his peripheral vision, under the overturned driver's seat, a pool of scarlet blood was still gathering drop by drop. The color was like an extremely hot iron burning his eyes and mind, more painful than any other part of his body.

He was in a daze, and mechanically repeated the same lip movements with all his strength: "Please...save my mother first, she is dying..."

"She's dying..."

"understood."

After answering coldly and clearly as if through fog.

A bandaged hand reached in from the broken car window and opened the door with a dull sound.

"But you're closer to me, and look easier to save."

boom--

The door was opened, and the light and rain rushed in. The girl ignored his struggles and his repeated requests to "save my mother first" and dragged him out of the car little by little.

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On the endless gray road, raindrops floated intermittently in the air.

The young man who was left on the roadside was rolling over on the ground in a panic, dragging his body with no clear idea of ​​how many bones were broken.

In the blurred vision, there was only the back of the girl busying herself in front of the driver's door.

She pulled and pried the car door with a bamboo stick, but for a long time no one could hear the sound of the door opening.

The road was so dead silent that it was frightening, and his brain was so groggy that he seemed about to faint at any moment, but it was not functioning at all.

There was only pain and great fear burning endlessly, forcing him to crawl on the ground like a worm.

He crawled toward the wrecked sports car.

With his dislocated hands covered in cuts, with his fractured legs pierced with broken glass, with his broken ribs, with his bloody chin, with his face, with his teeth, with every inch of flesh and blood on his body.

I kept fainting during the process and was awakened by the horrible feeling of fear.

He opened his eyes with difficulty and crawled forward bit by bit.

The distance that only required a few steps to reach suddenly seemed endless in his eyes.

Until suddenly a few running footsteps were heard in the dead silence.

He raised his eyelids and saw the girl's legs suddenly stop in front of him.

"...Why did you come out?" He murmured, "You...you save her...I beg you..."

"Don't give up on her... I beg you... get her out... I... I can help..."

As he said this, he tried to crawl forward again, but the girl squatted down and held him down, and he struggled and was dragged back to his original position.

"I can't drag her out."

The girl's cold and vague voice sounded in her ears, "Your mother was stuck in the steering wheel, and there was a piece of glass on her chest. I didn't dare to pull her out..."

When the boy's struggle suddenly intensified, she calmly said: "But I can bandage her wound until the fire truck comes. If you make trouble for me again, I won't bandage her."

"..."

The boy immediately stopped struggling.

He lay on his back on the increasingly wet road surface, his almost dazed pupils reflecting the smoky sky and the falling pear blossoms on the roadside.

“Please…” He uttered with difficulty, his voice so low that it faded into the dust, as if it could be repeated forever, “Please… my mother… is the most deserving person… in the world… to live… please… please…”

stab-

The sound of the girl tearing cloth continued to be heard.

tick-

During this time, there was another tiny and heavy sound of liquid falling, which was clearly different from the sound of raindrops.

The boy couldn't help but turn his head to look.

"I'll stop the bleeding first, and then when the fire truck comes, we can cut open the whole car..."

The girl's calm voice came vaguely.

Wen Can's eyes reflected the large pool of gasoline that had accumulated at the rear of the car at some point in time.

A bare fallen wire was floating in the air, with a wisp of white smoke rising——

"Although it's a little difficult, your mother is still conscious. She said she can hold on. I will try my best to talk to her and keep her awake..."

After the girl finished speaking, she grabbed a bunch of things and turned to walk over there.

The boy grabbed her feet silently.

The girl paused and looked down at him: "What are you doing?"

Shila-

Amid the slight sound, the girl looked in the direction the boy was staring.

White smoke rose, and the exposed thread crackled and sparked in the fine rain.

The girl was stunned for a second, and the next moment she rushed over there quickly.

But in an instant, the boy suddenly burst out with tremendous strength, sat up and grabbed her arm.

She subconsciously tried to break free, but was pulled hard and fell to the ground, falling on him.

There was another crackling sound.

Sparks fell from the boy's eyes, which had shrunk to the extreme, and fell into the gasoline.