C8 (2/2)

Second Uncle released a strange cry, sounding extremely terrified.

Seeing that, Samit rushed over, snatched the kitchen knife from his hand and threw it on the ground, following that he threw Second Uncle onto the ground, then he shouted at me, Stop standing there, quickly tie up his feet!

As if waking from a dream, I hurried over and took the rope from the imam.

At this time, other than his feet, Second Uncle had already been controlled. His head was pressed down by the imam, and his upper body was already being ridden by Samit.

As Second Uncle's legs kept on kicking everywhere, I had to use a lot of effort to tie him up. During this period of time, due to my numerous mistakes, I almost caused Second Uncle to lose control and break free once again.

However, in the end, she still completely subdued him.

Second Uncle looks like a gentle and weak scholar, but today, my eyes have opened. With the strength of his kitchen knife, he is definitely not inferior to those brave warriors of Liang Shan's.

Just as I was about to ask what to do, I saw a pool of blood flowing from the crack in the bedroom door …

Obviously, Samit and the imam saw it too, but I was the first one to charge in. The imam stood on his spot and looked at the Second Uncle, while Samit followed me and rushed into the house.

The room was in chaos, my aunt's clothes were torn everywhere, and what made me most terrified was that she was already lying in a pool of blood …

When I saw this, my mind was already in a mess. I could only think of one thing, save, save!

I was about to carry my concubine and send her to the hospital for help, but Samit stopped me. He said, if you leave, who will be the spirit person?

I asked him, what do I do? I can't let my aunt die like this. I have to think of a way!

Samit did not say anything. He took out his phone, and the call quickly connected. He used an extremely urgent tone to speak to the other party for a bit, and then hung up.

I asked him, Did you call an ambulance?

He said no, my daughter will bring someone with her to take him to the hospital.

I said, ”Oh,” but turned to him and asked, ”Why not call an ambulance?”

He said that even if we called for an ambulance, we would still need someone to accompany us. However, the three of us, the Imam and you, must not miss a single one of them. Therefore, if my daughter were to take care of this matter, she would be able to do it well, you can rest assured.

I once again admire Samit for being able to remain calm after encountering such a situation. Even under such a chaotic situation, he was still able to maintain a clear mind and think clearly.

In an instant, I felt a sense of respect for this man.

In less than ten minutes, the sound of an emergency car brake could be heard outside the door, followed by the sound of people climbing the stairs.

A tall and slender girl with an exquisite face followed by two boys walked in. After they got in, the girl called out to Samit and after nodding at each other, Samit brought them to the bedroom.

The girl looked like a bird, but she was surprisingly strong, and she was not afraid of her aunt's blood. She carried her on her back, and the other two boys followed her down the stairs, supporting her.

This girl should be Samit's daughter. The only feeling she gave me was this one word: cold.

Just as I passed by Second Uncle who was lying on the ground, Second Uncle suddenly extended his hand and grabbed onto my ankle, releasing a feminine voice and said to me, ”Do you know where my child is?”

The corner of Second Uncle's mouth rose, revealing a sly smile.

I saw with my own eyes that the corners of his mouth slowly drew close to his ears …