"Let's go, Jasmine, let's go home quickly." The nervous atmosphere made Dongna very worried about her daughter.

Not only did they realize something was wrong, but others also saw the red fog. Not long after, the streets that had just returned to people became very deserted.

The two of them were in a hurry and rushed to their homes.

"Huh~!" A strong wind blew in the air, causing Mori to subconsciously raise her head. "Donna, look, someone is flying above! He is wearing a police uniform!"

"Don't look up, if they are unhappy with their eyes, it will be troublesome!" Dongna, with an increasingly nervous expression, began to trot.

Fortunately, the place where the two lived was not too far from the factory. After trotting for more than ten minutes, they finally returned to the familiar street.

Coming to the familiar environment, the uneasy hearts of the two men calmed down. Jasmine, sweating-ridden, supported the wall with her hands, her fat face was red and red. She panted and said: "I can't do it anymore. I'm so tired. I must save money to buy a bicycle next time."

Such intense exercise has never been done before for nearly 200 kilograms of Jasmine.

Dongna smiled and was about to say something, when the trash can next to her shook a little and fell to the ground.

The lid of the trash can was opened, and a bloody right hand poured out weakly.

"Ah~!" Dongna subconsciously exclaimed, and quickly covered her hands with her mouth.

"Marry, hurry up, let's go!" Dongna didn't care what it was and rushed towards her house immediately.

As soon as she entered the door, Nini, who was writing her homework, showed a big smile at her. "Mom, you are back."

The frightened Dongna locked the door with her hands trembling, and quickly hugged her daughter and rushed towards the basement.

The heavy metal irons opened, and the fresh water and food inside were arranged neatly. This was the shelter she had specially made for a lot of money.

The last experience made Dongna think about everything at the worst. Now it seems that it is useful to prepare more, especially in this situation.

When the gear door locks were all locked up, Dongna held her daughter in the dry banana pile, looking at the huge glittering portrait on the wall in front of her, her heart finally felt a little quiet.

"Mom, what happened outside? Has the war been fought?" Nini asked curiously.

Dongna shook her head, hugged her daughter's head and kissed her. "It's okay, the sheriff will definitely come here soon, and things will be over soon. Nothing happened."

After hearing this, Nini was obedient and did not ask. She leaned on her mother's shoulder and waited patiently.

Ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed, and thirty minutes passed. It was very quiet outside, and nothing seemed to have happened.

Nini, who felt a little bored, reported the interesting stories in the school to her mother. "Mom, the senior students have graduated early. I heard that they are going to work in the factory. My classmates and I are the biggest in the school. At this time next year, I should also work in the factory."

"Oh, that's great, you'll have a job when you go out." Dongna carefully paid attention to the motivation outside.

"Mom, is it fun in the factory? Can you take me to see it? I haven't been there once." Nini was very curious.

"Bang bang bang bang!" The knock on the door scared Dongna, and she hurriedly hugged her daughter and shrank into the inner part.

But the knock on the door did not stop, but instead became louder and louder.

"If it was really a bad person, he wouldn't knock on the door, but broke in directly. Could it be that the sheriff came over to ask?"

After hesitating for a while, Dongna hid her daughter a little deeper and carefully opened the basement door.

After throwing the key into Hui's daughter's arms and closing the basement door again, Dongna picked up a wooden stick and walked towards the door.

As the distance approached, she heard a woman's crying, which was Jasmine's voice, and the voice was full of anxiety.

She carefully opened the door a crack and looked outside, "Marry, what's wrong?"

Jasmine raised her hands tremblingly, with blood all over her fat hands, and tears couldn't stop flowing down her fat face. "Donna... please come, will you treat it? I really won't."

"You're injured? Then go and find Dr. Leonard."

"It's not my family, he can't go to the doctor, it's--" Before she could finish her sentence, a bloody hand held directly on the door panel with a huge force, and knocked the door open hard.

A wounded boy stumbled in and fell weakly on the carpet in the hall.

The boy had a pair of sky blue eyes and a tall nose. Even though his face was very haggard, he still looked very handsome.

"Please treat me, hurry up, I'm bleeding...I can't hold on for long."

As the boy hooked his fingers, the wooden stick in Dongna's hand began to rot quickly and became a pool of mud on the ground.

Jasmine, who was crying, ran in quickly and helped the boy up from the ground and leaned in her arms. "Donna, help me quickly, he's really dying."

Dongna knew about this situation and she should report to the nearest police department immediately, but the boy's threatening eyes made her move no matter how hard she was. She didn't want her ending to be the same as the stick just now.

"I don't want to die, and I don't want to hurt others either. Please help me and ask you to pity me, just bandage me a little, and I'll leave immediately." The boy said weakly.

Dongna glanced at the direction of the basement, gritted her teeth, turned around and went to get the family medical box.

What you can do now is to meet the other party’s needs, let him leave as soon as possible, and let him stay away from his daughter.

Dongna didn't know how to treat it. All she could do was sprinkle the hemostatic medicine on the hideous flaring and then clumsily wrapped it in a bandage.

But even with such a simple treatment, the wound that the other party's continuous bleeding stopped, and his complexion looked better.

"Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry, thank you." The boy asked again.

The simple fried dried banana with fish sauce was delivered to the boy. Then Dongna and Jasmine were frightened by each other's appetite. The food that seemed to weigh at least two pounds was swallowed into his stomach.

Seeing that the women next to me were looking at me, the voracious boy's face suddenly turned red and his speed slowed down. "Sorry, in order to get rid of them, I hid in the ventilation duct for three days. I didn't eat any food or water."

Jasmine, whose eyes were slightly red, nodded in agreement. "Yes, he was eating banana peels in the trash can just now."
Chapter completed!