Just when Qiao Muyuan was about to reach the knife, suddenly, "bang"——

A gunshot!

The robber's eyes widened and he fell down!

Qiao Muyuan was frightened, his pupils were full of terror and fear.

Her legs were weak and she held onto the ground, staggering as she tried to stand up.

It was dark all around, she took her bag and prepared to run away!

A black Porsche was parked on the roadside not far ahead, the windows were closed, and the shooter was standing outside the passenger seat, putting away his pistol.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, which was choking.

The man walked towards Qiao Muyuan, a young man in his twenties or thirties.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Qiao Muyuan didn't recognize him, his shoulders were still trembling, and a look of fear flashed in his big eyes.

As if she had grasped a life-saving straw, her legs weakened and she held on to the man's arm tightly to prevent her from falling.

"No, it's okay." She responded tremblingly, her nose was sore and she almost cried.

"That's good, leave it to me."

"Thank you, thank you sir." Qiao Muyuan's voice was trembling and crying. He could no longer say a complete sentence and paused for a long time. "Thank you... Can you give me a business card? I want to repay you."

"You are welcome."

Under the moonlight, the man just showed a standard smile, said nothing, and did not give Qiao Muyuan his business card.

After calming Qiao Muyuan's emotions, he strode forward to check on the robbers.

Crouching down, he carefully inspected the robber's injuries.

Qiao Muyuan's mood was not calm yet, her legs were weak. She didn't dare to look at the robber, so she quickly turned her head while holding her bag.

There are many bricks, wooden boards, and discarded materials on the grassland under the moonlight, and the roadside is overgrown with weeds.

What happened here is really upsetting. If this gentleman hadn't passed by here, she...

Qiao Muyuan became sad and his heart hurt suddenly.

She looked carefully at the car parked on the side of the road. It was not a Jing brand, but she remembered the license plate number in her heart.

"Miss, I'll handle it here, you go home!" The man squatted on the grass and shouted to Qiao Muyuan from a distance.

"Do I need to call the police?" Qiao Muyuan asked.

"Leave it all to me." The man gave her a reassuring look, "It's getting late. Let's drive home. Be careful on the road."

Qiao Muyuan was so frightened at night that he lost his seven souls and six of his souls. Before he could recover, he nodded numbly.

Her brain seemed to have stopped thinking, and her legs were not working.

After getting into her car, the familiar aroma of essential oil slowly brought her back to reality, her pupils still dilated.

Turn on the car lights and everything around you lights up.

The man stood up and made a phone call, his tall and straight body reflected in the melting moonlight.

The robber's hood was taken off by him. Qiao Muyuan didn't dare to look at it and quickly stepped on the accelerator and left.

Her little white car passed by the black Porsche.

Moonlight, starlight, lights, light and shadow are confusing.

In an instant, she seemed to see the rear window of the Porsche being lowered little by little, and there was a person sitting by the window.

In panic, her mind went blank and she quickly looked out of the rearview mirror.

However, her car was already far away from the black Porsche, and she didn't see anything clearly.

But the heart seemed to be hit, and electric current flowed through the body!

The car drove onto a flat road.

Qiao Muyuan's hands were still shaking, everything just happened was so unreal.

By the time she reacted, the car had merged into the traffic flow in the city center. The traffic was very different from the suburban construction site just now. It was like two different worlds.

The red light is on.
Chapter completed!