Chapter 971
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But if I leave the man with an injured abdomen behind, Wu Hao will be more than enough to deal with him …
A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of Lu Bancheng's mouth. He struggled to turn his head and look at Xu Wennuan, who was still unconscious. The moment his eyes met her face, his gaze became exceptionally warm and tender.
Originally, he just wanted to go to the United States and never come back, but he didn't expect such a change to happen tonight.
He had thought that from then on, they would live in different countries and never have any interaction. Who would have expected that their separation from each other would suddenly turn into … death?
He wasn't unwilling, nor was he unwilling. He just felt a little regretful that he hadn't been able to treat her well in the open and had only been able to do things for her in secret.
But this is also good. If something really happens to me tonight, it's better for her to not know anything than to know everything.
Rather than letting her live with guilt and regret, it's better to let her live a carefree life without knowing anything.
A faint smile appeared on Lu Bancheng's blood-stained lips. The next second, he retracted his gaze from Xu Wennuan's body. He, who had been beaten until his bones were about to fall apart, suddenly felt as if he had been reborn. Boundless strength gathered in his body, and he abruptly stood up from the ground. He pushed the man who had been continuously kicking him to the window, and without waiting for the man to return to his senses, he used all his strength to rush in front of the man. Using this momentum, the two of them flipped out of the window and fell into the ice-cold river.
Lu Bancheng was afraid that the man would climb to the shore and return to the factory, so he tightly grabbed onto the man's ankle.
His survival instincts made the man's legs kick randomly, and when the kicks landed on Lu Bancheng's body, he felt a piercing pain, but he used his last shred of consciousness and refused to let go until he felt the man's strength gradually weaken and his body start to sink. Only then did he slowly let go of the man's ankle.
In his daze, Lu Bancheng seemed to hear the sound of a car honking.
Is Wu Hao here? There's hope for Nuannuan, isn't there?
Lu Bancheng felt as if a load on his mind had been resolved just like that. He felt as if all his strength had been drained as he drifted down the river.
Before the car even came to a complete stop, Wu Hao pulled out an electric baton from under the car seat, pushed the door open, and jumped out.
Wu Hao ran along the winding path all the way to the entrance of the abandoned factory. When he saw the room with the lights on, he quickly rushed over and kicked the door open with the electric baton in hand.
There was no threat or danger that he had expected.
One man was sprawled on the ground, motionless, and another man was clutching his abdomen as he stood up shakily. Xu Wennuan was lying on the ground in a deep sleep.
What the hell was going on?
Wu Hao furrowed his brows and looked around the room.
Who was the first to save Xu Wennuan?
While Wu Hao was deep in thought, the man, who had been injured in the abdomen, suddenly stood up shakily, pulled out a switchblade from his pocket, and lunged at Xu Wennuan.
Reflexively, Wu Hao leaped forward. Just as he raised his head and was about to kick the man away, he suddenly paused and fell on Xu Wennuan's body, using his shoulder to block the knife.
Wu Hao exhaled in pain. Then, he stood up, covered the wound on his shoulder, raised his leg, and kicked the man to the ground.
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