When Xiao Bai looked back, he realized that there was no one behind him.
Empty.
But Jimin had already run away, running towards the road full of traffic.
He tried to cross the road and take advantage of the large amount of traffic to get rid of Xiaobai.
But now is the rush hour, and there are not only many cars on the road, but also very fast.
Sweeping across the road is a very dangerous behavior.
Xiaobai frowned, as if he saw the danger.
He quickly grabbed the railing on the side and jumped over easily.
The corners of his clothes that were gently blown by the wind showed his handsomeness.
He jumped over and chased towards the road.
He wants to stop Jimin.
Jieming looked at Xiaobai who was catching up and didn't forget to look back.
"Stop chasing me. I have no enmity with you. Why do you care so much about this matter?"
"careful!"
Xiaobai's cold eyes suddenly turned sharp and he shouted.
Jimin paused on the spot and then looked back.
At this time, a large truck hit Jimin directly in front of him.
Large trucks are very tall and have many blind spots.
Obviously, the large truck did not see Jimin in front of it at all, and had no intention of slowing down.
Speed up and rush through.
The speed is so fast that no one can react.
Jimin's eyes widened at that moment, as if his eyeballs were about to fall out of them.
"no, do not want!"
The moment the car actually hit him, his legs suddenly lost all their strength, and he no longer even had the strength to move.
He couldn't move or act. He could only stand there blankly, using his arms to block the strong light from the car.
There was a bang - the large truck hit Jimin directly in front of him.
By the time the driver reacted and quickly stepped on the brakes, it was already too late.
Jimin was already flying behind him like a kite with its string broken.
At that moment, blood splattered.
Xiaobai, who was standing aside, saw this scene completely in his eyes.
Countless splashes of blood flew into his eyes.
The bright red blood suddenly dyed his pupils red, reflecting the bloodthirsty light under the moonlight.
Jimin fell into a pool of blood. He was in an accident and died on the spot.
The blood that stained Xiaobai's pupils seemed to seep into his pupils and body all at once.
It also seemed to be surging in his body, changing his genes.
"Ah! Someone was killed!"
"Call 110 quickly! Call 120 quickly!"
…
Suddenly, the road was completely blocked after the accident.
The scene suddenly became chaotic.
Xiao Bai only felt that his eyes, which were stained red with blood, gradually became very blurry, so blurry that he couldn't see even a little bit of sight.
It seemed that only the last touch of red was left in front of his eyes, and nothing else could be seen.
He frowned and then wiped the blood from his eyes with his sleeve, trying to wipe all the blood out of his eyes.
Soon, the sleeves were stained with a lot of blood.
After he wiped all the blood from his eyes, his vision became clear again.
After the Qingming Festival, I realized that the picture in front of me seemed to be clearer than what I had seen before.
but……
Very strange.
Xiaobai rubbed his eyes and looked at the crowd in front of him several times.
But the result is the same and cannot be changed.
At this time, in his eyes, some strange changes seemed to have occurred in the crowd in front of him.
Above those people's heads, there appeared a timetable that looked like a countdown.
You can clearly see that everyone's stopwatch is counting down from 59, 59, 58, 57...
The time number above everyone's head is different.
When Xiao Bai looked at the dead Jieming on the ground, he realized that the number above Jieming's head was already zero.
It seems to symbolize that his life has been completely consumed.
Xiaobai stretched out his beautiful fingers with clear bones and gently covered his eyes.
He shook his head a few times, "My eyes..."
On the other side, the phone's ringtone suddenly rang rapidly.
Lin Fucheng, who had just reached the door, slowly stopped, glanced at the front door of Lin's house, and then stepped aside. After looking around for no one, he answered the phone.
As soon as the phone was answered, a cold voice came from inside.
"Boss, everything has been taken care of. Jimin is dead and died in an accident. This matter will not involve any of us."
There were countless gloomy gleams in Lin Fucheng's eyes: "Well, you did a good job."
He hung up the phone, then raised his eyes and looked at the crescent moon at night.
No one can bully his daughter.
If you bully his daughter, you will die.
He arranged his clothes and then returned home pretending not to know anything.
At this time, Lin Weiwei was watching TV.
The news broadcast on TV is exactly the traffic accident that happened on the road.
The person who died inside was none other than Jimin.
Seeing that Jimin was dead, Lin Weiwei's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Jimin is dead."
"Weiwei, what are you looking at? Are you so fascinated?"
Lin Fucheng pretended not to know anything and asked with concern.
She hugged his arm and said, "Dad, look, Jimin is dead. He's actually dead."
"What? Jieming is dead? Weiwei, look, Jieming's retribution has come. God is going to take him away, do you know that?"
He said pretending to be surprised.
She lay in his arms like an injured child: "Dad, can I go out openly in the future? I don't have to hide at home anymore?"
Lin Fucheng felt very distressed when he heard this.
"Of course, you are my Lin Fucheng's daughter. No matter what happens, you don't have to be afraid. I will support you in everything."
Lin Weiwei remained silent, but there was already a lot of fear in her eyes.
After experiencing this incident, she seemed to have developed a kind of fear and resistance towards men.
She doesn't want to have any contact with anyone except those she trusts.
She soon saw Xiaobai, who also appeared on TV and looked silly.
At this time, Xiaobai was still covering his eyes stupidly, not knowing what he was doing.
"noob……"
Lin Weiwei saw Xiaobai and remembered what Xiaobai said when he went out today.
"I will definitely bring Jimin back."
She covered her mouth and nose in emotion, and her eyes were filled with tears.
"Xiaobai, did you do it?"
Another hour passed, and Lin Weiwei kept wandering anxiously in the hall, looking frequently at the door, as if she was waiting for someone.