Even if he wanted to snipe, Song Shiting couldn't find the best spot, since it was a bus.
The car kept moving forward.
But that person has learned his lesson; he's not standing up now.
With its body half-bent over, it's impossible to hit it.
Ma Zhengping got angry.
Ruan Qingling looked at the car outside; they had arrived in the suburbs and could see the lake in the distance.
If they continue on the road a little further, they will be able to worship on the same day.
There were all sorts of noises coming from inside the car, and she reached into her pocket.
Suddenly, he lunged forward and pierced the other person's Fengfu acupoint with a needle.
The man realized what was happening and stabbed the knife in his hand toward Ruan Qingling's foot.
Ruan Qingling tried to dodge, but there wasn't enough time; another needle was already being inserted into the opponent's back acupoint.
She only had time to dodge, but her foot was still cut, and the flesh of her calf was turned inside out...
But this was all she could do to minimize the harm to herself.
"parking."
She said something and slowly sat down on the ground.
He covered the wound with his hand.
However, the driver has been so frightened that his hands are stiff and he can't even operate the controls.
"Stop the truck!" someone shouted when they saw the large truck blocking the road.
The driver's pupils dilated, and just then, he slammed on the brakes. "Ah..."
Screams erupted from inside the car.
Song Shiting watched the car drive forward, fired a shot at the right rear wheel, and then fired another shot at the left rear wheel.
"Move to the right."
He instructed Zhou Xiangdong to drive the car to the right.
He fired a shot at the right front wheel.
In addition, the driver applied the brakes unexpectedly.
That's how the car didn't crash into the Grand Oriental Hotel due to inertia...
It stopped right at the head.
The people on the bus felt a sense of relief, as if they had just escaped a disaster.
"Hurry up and get the pregnant woman downstairs first."
As Ruan Qingling tore at the hem of her clothes, she spoke.
As soon as Song Shiting opened the car door, he heard a familiar voice.
His eyes turned cold as he looked at the car.
The bus doors were opened at that moment.
Someone tried to help the pregnant woman off the bus, but she was too frightened to move.
Song Shiting couldn't wait for the people in the car to get off; he rushed up the moment the car door opened.
When I got there, I saw several people supporting a woman. The woman's white pants were stained with a lot of blood, and her face was frighteningly pale.
Song Shiting looked down and found Ruan Qingling sitting in a chair with her feet bound with strips of cloth. Looking further down, Song Shiting's eyes were filled with coldness.
Ruan Qingling's calf was bleeding.
Next to the driver's seat, there was a man who had fainted, and next to him was a knife that was seven inches long.
Song Shiting's eyes were focused on Ruan Qingling's injured leg.
A gust of wind pushed in, but everyone on the bus wanted to get off.
There was only a small passageway.
Song Shiting was blocked by people, his face darkened, and he said, "Don't push, everyone can get off."
As he spoke, he pushed his way forward!
Ruan Qingling's gaze fell on the man who had been pricked with needles and collapsed on the ground. If it weren't for her injured calf, she would have definitely stomped on his head.
Through the crowd, she saw a tall man walking towards her.
Ruan Qingling immediately said, "Song Shiting, arrest this person right away."
However, Song Shiting only glanced at the man before reaching out and picking up Ruan Qingling.
There are other people who need to get through.
Ruan Qingling said, "Take this person away first."
Song Shiting said, "Someone will come and take it away."
There are police officers everywhere outside.
Besides, this man is lying here with needles in his head; his wife must have done that.
In order to control this person, he even injured his own foot.
Ruan Qingling was carried off the bus by Song Shiting.
"Put me down, I need to treat my wound."
The wound was a bit deep, and although Ruan Qingling had given it a simple bandage, it was still bleeding.
Song Shiting placed her on a rock to the side: "How did you get so badly injured?"
Seeing that some people had already boarded the bus, Ruan Qingling grabbed the man and pulled him off.
He then said, "In that situation, the space was too small to dodge."
Song Shiting: "I'll take you to the hospital first."
I wonder how many stitches this leg injury will require.
Ruan Qingling didn't think much about it at the time. After all, there were so many people on the bus. If she didn't knock them unconscious quickly, it would be difficult to handle.
Compared to a severed Achilles tendon, a cut in the flesh is nothing.
Zhou Xiangdong saw Ruan Qingling and said with surprise, "Sister-in-law, so you were in the car."
Song Shiting just squeezed onto the bus.
He wondered what was going on. After parking his car, he noticed that too many people were getting off the bus and he was busy helping to maintain order, so he didn't notice anything amiss.
The other people who got off the bus were all terrified and turned pale, but Ruan Qingling, who was already bleeding, remained calm and showed no signs of anything amiss.
He wouldn't have noticed if the strips of cloth tied to his calves weren't stained with blood.
"Sister-in-law, did you take that person down?"
Ruan Qingling said, "I just used a little trick; I can't knock you down."
Song Shiting put Ruan Qingling in the police car and turned to Zhou Xiangdong, saying, "Let's go to the hospital first."
Song Shiting was driving a bit too fast.
Ruan Qingling said, "You don't need to drive too fast. I've already bandaged it up, so I can manage for a little while."
She didn't know when Song Shiting learned to drive, but having just experienced a life-or-death situation, she didn't want to feel the thrill of speed again.
Song Shiting figured she was probably still shaken from what had just happened, and said, "Okay."
After driving for a while, Ruan Qingling asked, "Why didn't you ask me if I was scared?"
Song Shiting turned his head: "Are you still scared now?"
At the time she was scared, he had no idea she was in the car.
At that time, he couldn't do anything he wanted to do.
Ruan Qingling looked at him, pursed her lips and said, "A whole carload of people, almost all of them were going to be buried on the same day. If I hadn't come up with a quick idea, that person probably would have wanted to take two people down with them before he died."
Song Shiting glanced at Ruan Qingling out of the corner of his eye.
Suddenly, a large hand reached out and grasped hers, saying, "I'm sorry."
Ruan Qingling looked at him: "You weren't the one who put me in danger, so what are you apologizing for?"
Song Shiting said, "I wasn't there for you when you were in danger."
This statement was made with utmost sincerity.
Although her feet hurt, Ruan Qingling smiled when she heard Song Shiting's words.
Song Shiting stood upright in front of Ruan Qingling.
He couldn't remember any of the big or small injuries he had suffered, but seeing such a large gash on Ruan Qingling's fair calf made him feel excruciating pain.
The doctor came in and saw Ruan Qingling's calf.
Ruan Qingling wasn't surprised that stitches were needed, given the length of the incision.
She is confident that she can remove the scar, but she needs a doctor with good suturing skills.
His feet were lifted onto the chair.
The doctor came over with the needle.
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