C390 (2/2)

Not far away from them, Wang Shilin fell to the ground. She still hadn't recovered from the shock of being pushed to the gun's barrel. She opened her eyes wide in shock as she witnessed the battle between life and death in front of her.

”Give me the gun!” The man in white suddenly turned around and shouted at Wang Shilin.

Wang Shi Lin was stunned. She followed the black eyes of the man in the white shirt and found a gun at his ankle.

”Damn it, hurry up and give it to me!” The man in the white shirt shouted again, his face contorted.

What should he do? Do you want to throw the gun at him? Trembling, Wang Shilin picked up the gun. Her head was twisted into a ball, but after some hesitation, she decided not to throw it away.

Seeing that the man in the white shirt was gradually losing out and was in danger of losing her life at any moment, out of sympathy for the weaker man, Wang Shilin gritted her teeth and threw the gun at him with all her might.

However, what Wang Shilin did not know was that this crucial moment had completely overturned her entire future life!

The man in the white shirt caught the gun quickly and pulled the trigger. With a bang, he shot the man in black in the chest and the man fell to the ground.

Wang Shilin covered her eyes in horror. The man in the white shirt staggered forward to take another shot. Bang! Bang! Bang! Several bullets came from the other direction and the man in white quickly rushed over.

All of a sudden, the street light was shattered. The night sky, which had been devoid of moonlight, suddenly turned pitch black …

Everything was quiet. After a long while, Wang Shilin held her breath and carefully got up from the ground. Just as she was about to run away, a hand grabbed at the bottom of her shirt. ”Ahh!” Wang Shi Lin screamed out instinctively. Just when she thought she was going to die, the hand that grabbed her clothes fell down heavily. As if seeing the hope of life once more, she ran forward with all her might.

In the shadows of the corner where she had hidden herself earlier, Wang Shilin found the key to the room she had lost. She opened the door and entered, slamming it shut and locking it behind her. She went into the kitchen, turned on the tap, and leaned over to drink some fresh water. Remembering the soul-stirring scene from a moment ago, Wang Shilin's heart was pounding, and her hand holding the water tap was trembling uncontrollably.

Just as she was about to turn around and walk out of the kitchen, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the blood on the corner of her clothes. Just as she was about to turn around and walk out of the kitchen, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the blood on the corner of her clothes.

The two men, one black and one white, were heavily injured. She had no idea who had grabbed her clothes. That person might die. Should she go back and take a look? Wang Shilin struggled in her heart.

He gritted his teeth and found a flashlight in the locker. A kind-hearted girl like her could not stand by and watch as she died? She called the ambulance on her cell phone, called the police, and arrived at the cul-de-sac again.

It seemed that the thrilling experience just now had successfully aroused the courage hidden deep within her body.

He held the flashlight and looked around. Using the limited light source, he finally caught a glimpse of the dark figure lying on the ground not far away.

Taking a deep breath, she tightened her grip on the flashlight and quickly moved towards it. She shone it on the man on the ground. It turned out to be him, the man in white who pushed her to block the muzzle of the gun!

The man's white shirt was soaked in blood, and the air was filled with the thick smell of blood. He crouched down and carefully placed his slender fingers on the man's nose. Luckily, he was still breathing! He probably lost too much blood and fainted.

Wang Shi Lin scanned the area again with her flashlight, but did not find any trace of the man in black. It seemed like he had already left.

Wang Shilin turned her head and bent down. She used all her strength to pull her warm body up and hold one of the man's hands in place. She slowly moved forward on her shoulder.

At the turn of the stairs, Wang Shilin leaned against the stairs and panted heavily. She wiped the sweat off her forehead and adjusted the position of her hand on her shoulder, helping the unconscious man into her room.

Wang Shilin laid the man in white on her bed. Fresh blood was seeping out from under his blood-stained clothes, and even Wang Shilin's clothes and hands were stained with fresh blood. If she didn't stop bleeding, her life would be in danger.

He hurriedly found a medicine kit and took off the bloodstained shirt for the wounded man. The man's exposed chest and firm abdominal muscles were revealed to Wang Shilin, causing her face to turn red.

Embarrassed, she turned her face away and caught a glimpse of the shocking, bleeding wound on the man's shoulder. Ignoring the awkwardness, she quickly dabbed at the bleeding wound with alcohol on a towel.

The man frowned deeply at the stimulation of the alcohol. He pursed his lips, which had no trace of blood on them. His face was terrifyingly pale, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead, wetting the strands of hair covering his forehead.

What should he do? If he didn't go to the hospital, this person might die!

However, the ambulance had not arrived yet. Wang Shilin was out of her mind. The wound on her shoulder was a gunshot wound. If she did not pull out the bullet, she would not be able to stop the bleeding. For one thing, she had never been in this situation before, and second, she had no concept of emergency medical care. She could only clumsily press her wound with an alcohol-stained towel to slow down the flow of blood.

Surprisingly, the pressure stopped the bleeding. Wang Shilin let out a sigh of relief and quickly wrapped the wound in gauze. Then she turned and went into the kitchen to make a glass of sugared water. If she remembered correctly, this might be useful for someone who had lost too much blood.

Just as he was about to tiptoe to open the cupboard and touch the sugar bowl, a weak yet cold voice came from behind him.

”Don't move, turn around!”