?Chapter 1964


    Drew''s pupils contracted in shock for a split second. Then his battle hardened mind immediately steadied.


    On the other hand,n, the driver, was almost scared out of his wits. He screamed, "Oh my God!"


    Justin''s eyes grew cold, and he held Be tightly while cupping the back of her head, burying her small face in his chest.


    "Be, don''t look."


    He did not want Be to get scared, as he feared it would worsen her condition.


    However, the man did not know that Be herself was a fearless demon. She had encountered the most brutal scenes on the battlefield, so nothing could scare her.


    At this moment, she was not terrified, but she was curious.


    "Damn, do scammers go all out nowadays? He even had such ghost-like makeup on. It''s kind of scary." Drew''s eyes were sharp as he opened the car door. "I''ll go down and check it out. He''d better be injured. If not, I''ll make him!"


    But before Drew could step out, that man had jumped off the car hood, iling his arms and running away crazily!


    They were in a rtively remote area with few passersby. But this weird man still attracted people''s attention. They all kept a distance, not daring to approach him.


    "Hahaha... Hahaha!"


    The manughed madly while running before he suddenly convulsed. Then his body stiffened, as if struck by lightning, falling backward with a thud.


    The back of his head hit the edge of the pavement. Blood gushed out endlessly, dying the asphalt road red.


    A few braver passersby walked up looking terrified, unsure whether to call an ambnce.


    At this moment, although Be could not think straight due to the fever, her nature as a doctor immediately kicked in when she saw someone being injured.


    While the three men were distracted, she got out of the car.


    "Be!" Justin''s heart tightened, and he quickly chased after her.


    Be squeezed through the crowd to the very front while wrapped in a nket, kneeling to examine the man''s condition like a professional doctor.


    Beads of her sweat dripped on the floor, but she did not care.


    Justin and Drew pushed through the crowd and rushed in, guarding her side.


    At this time, Justin''s gazended on the man''s suit cor. His eyes darkened.


    "Quick... Call the ambnce!" Someone shouted nervously.


    "There''s no need. Call the police." Be had a heavy gaze as she took a deep breath. "He''s already dead." The crowd was stunned and hurriedly backed away.N?velDrama.Org holds text ? rights.


    Ten minutester, the police cars arrived and sealed off the scene. They carried the man, stiffer than a dried sardine, onto a stretcher and covered him with a white cloth.


    Back in the car, Be''s sweat had almost drenched the nket, but herplexion seemed a little better. "Be, how do you feel? Are you okay?" Justin held her shoulder worriedly.


    "I''m much better. I feel warm now." Be twisted around, clearly thinking about something.


    "Wrap yourself properly. You''d feel worse if you caught a cold." Justin''s arms looped around her, afraid that she would be taking off the nket.