Chapter 388
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He immediately switched on the headlights. With his good eyesight, he managed to get a good look at the situation before him.
One of them was holding a dagger and aiming it at Song Qingchun's heart.
The other was holding a wooden stick, and the sharpened end of it was aimed mercilessly at Qin Yinan's chest.
He had superhuman power, but he could only control one person at a time. If he saved Song Qingchun, then Qin Yinan would be in danger.
As this thought flashed across Su Zhinian's mind, the car had already reached the yellow van.
He slammed on the emergency brake, and before the car came to a complete stop, he pushed the door open and jumped out. Then, without any hesitation, he charged at the fat man who was closest to him.
As he dashed forward, the driver, who was holding the dagger aimed at Song Qingchun's heart, suddenly stopped moving.
At that moment, Su Zhinian's running motion suddenly froze as if it was captured on camera.
In the next second, the driver who was holding the dagger suddenly turned his wrist and stabbed himself in the abdomen fiercely.
Following a heart-wrenching scream, Su Zhinian suddenly leaped into the air, raised his leg, and aimed it at the fat man's head. The kick sent the fat man's body flying about one meter away.
"F * ck, who kicked me …" Fatty fell heavily to the ground and hit his head. His vision was blurry, and he was halfway through cursing when he suddenly felt a weight on his chest, as if someone had stepped on his chest.
Fatty shook his head fiercely. Just as he was about to focus and see who had stepped on him, he felt large droplets of liquid splashing on his face, giving off a strong fishy smell.
He raised his hand to wipe away the liquid on his eyelids, and it was then that he saw a man standing on his chest.
Due to his blurred vision and the fact that the man was standing against the light, he could not see the man's face clearly. However, he could see the blood flowing from the man's abdomen, and half of the man's shirt was soaking wet.
He gasped for air and looked extremely weak, as if he would collapse to the ground at any time. Even so, the aura around him was still sharp and cold, causing people's hearts to tremble.
Seeing him standing there bathed in blood, Fatty panicked. His lips trembled as he opened his mouth to ask, "You are …" Suddenly, Fatty lifted the foot that was on Fatty's chest and kicked him hard in the head, knocking him out cold.
The chaotic and tragic scene instantly became silent.
A cold wind blew, carrying with it the heavy scent of blood.
Su Zhinian knelt on the ground with one hand. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His body shivered as he forced himself to stand up from the ground.
He gritted his teeth and moved slowly toward Song Qingchun with great difficulty.
He was on the verge of collapsing with every step he took, as if he would faint at any moment.
When he was about a meter away from her, he finally couldn't take it anymore and fell to the ground.
He glanced at the driver to make sure he had fainted before crawling to Song Qingchun's side. He reached out his blood-stained hand to touch her face.
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