The gang leader slumped unconscious to the ground.
His two remaining accomplices, terrified out of their wits, immediately turned and fled, vanishing into the darkness of the night.
Now only the two of them remained.
The mysterious girl stood unsteady.
Her left sleeve was torn, and fresh blood flowed freely from the graze of the sharp weapon.
Zhuzhu quickly stepped forward to support her before she could fall.
“Please… hold on just a little longer, Miss!” Zhuzhu’s hands trembled as she took a clean handkerchief from her bag and carefully bound the bleeding arm.
“You’re badly hurt… you sacrificed yourself for me…” The girl only sighed softly, enduring the pain.
Her face was deathly pale, yet her eyes remained fixed intently on Zhuzhu.
Moments later, the doors of nearby houses began to open one by one.
The residents who had hidden earlier now dared to come closer.
“Good evening, Miss!
We heard gunshots earlier!
We wanted to help, but we were afraid to face those armed criminals…” said one of the men, sounding relieved.
“Thank goodness you’re both safe!
And thank you for ridding our neighborhood of this long-standing trouble!” Zhuzhu nodded gently.
“You’re welcome, Sir.
Please help me: call the police immediately, and tie up this unconscious man with strong rope so he cannot escape or harm anyone when he wakes up.” “Right away, Miss!
We’ll do it now!” “And please call an ambulance too,” Zhuzhu added, holding the girl who had saved her tightly by the shoulder.
“This lady was badly hurt saving my life.
We must get her to safety quickly.” “Understood, Miss!
We’ll call the police and the hospital right now!” The residents moved quickly.
Meanwhile, Zhuzhu stayed seated beside the mysterious girl, never letting go of her hand.
“Hold on just a little longer… help is coming,” Zhuzhu whispered softly.
The girl gave a faint smile, then slowly closed her eyes in the warmth of Zhuzhu’s embrace.