Wu Zhihan stood in place, unable to open her eyes because of the blinding light.
A second before the car was about to hit her, she suddenly soared into the air, landing steadily on top of the vehicle.
Seeing that they had missed, the person inside the car suddenly turned the steering wheel, causing a violent spin that threw Wu Zhihan off the roof and onto the ground.
The person inside the car quickly adjusted the car’s direction, then hit the gas pedal, running directly over the fallen Wu Zhihan.
A piercing, bloodcurdling scream echoed.
The car stopped, the door opened, and stepping out was indeed Jun Moyan.
He glanced at Wu Zhihan, her entire chest crushed and screaming frantically, then quickly walked toward Wen Xiao’ai, who was encased within a red barrier.
Jun Moyan tentatively reached out to touch the red barrier, discovering that it was like glass, though evidently not as easily dealt with as glass.
He couldn’t get in at all.
Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiao’ai, who was in a pitiful state with clothes stained with specks of blood, and his heart was in turmoil.
"How are your injuries, are they serious?" His panicked voice broke out, just like his chaotic heart at this moment.
Seeing Jun Moyan had arrived, Wen Xiao’ai struggled to get up, urgently shouting at him: "Why did you come here? You need to leave quickly, it’s dangerous here."
"Are your injuries severe, does it hurt?"
He seemed unable to hear Wen Xiao’ai’s words, furiously pounding a few times on the barrier standing between them, yet the barrier remained rooted and unmoving.
"Xiaoguai, open this and let me in."
He wanted to see where she was hurt, he wanted to hold her.
"Don’t worry about me, just leave quickly."
Wen Xiao’ai was nearly crying out in urgency.
Jun Moyan was frantic as well, his emotions uncontrollable. He raised his hand and punched the barrier hard, following with an angry roar.
Yet the barrier stood firm, while his knuckles turned bruised and blue in several places.
"Hurry up and open the barrier, let him in." Wen Xiao’ai looked at the man sitting on the ground and shouted at him.
The man looked at Jun Moyan outside the barrier, totally lacking the previous calmness, with eyes full of coldness.
Moreover, he harbored hatred toward Jun Moyan due to recalling a pleasant memory just now.
"Jun Moyan. Perfect timing, saving me another trip."
Wu Zhihan crawled up, shook off the dust, and with a sinister smile, walked step by step toward Jun Moyan.
Her entire chest was crushed, and her calf was broken, making her walk with a limp, hair disheveled, and her figure sinister, appearing truly frightening.
Seeing Wu Zhihan about to harm Jun Moyan, Wen Xiao’ai desperately struck the barrier hard.
But it didn’t cause any damage to the barrier.
"Open it up." Wen Xiao’ai cried out, shouting at the man.
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At this moment, the face beneath the mask was even paler than when he was injured before.
His hands placed on his lap were tightly clenched together.
"Jun Moyan, leave quickly." Watching Wu Zhihan continuously approach, Wen Xiao’ai cried out again.
Jun Moyan turned to look at Wu Zhihan, who was only tens of meters away from him.
He showed no intention of leaving.
Because he couldn’t leave her behind.
Even if it meant dying, he had to die before her.
Wu Zhihan smiled as she walked step by step toward Jun Moyan, her hand slowly turning into a claw, with eyes filled with murderous intent.
She thought she could kill Jun Moyan and vent her revenge, yet as she got closer to Jun Moyan, her steps suddenly slowed.