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Along the way, he carefully avoided rain puddles and walked along the street lights.

Not far away was the illuminated community security guard box. Seeing the familiar entrance and exit, Jiang Zhiyu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

He casually put the backpack in his hand on his left shoulder, lifted his feet and continued walking forward.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a dark shadow flashing quickly at the entrance of the alley. He subconsciously turned his head to take a closer look, but the alley was quiet, and no one could be found.

Jiang Zhiyu frowned slightly, feeling more wary and planning to leave as soon as possible. As soon as he moved, a figure stumbled out of the darkness and bumped into him.

"Well..."

The impact was so strong that Jiang Zhiyu's body suddenly tilted to the side, and he almost fell directly into the water on the roadside.

He raised his hands to cover his shoulders and looked at the man who bumped into him.

The other party's face was pale, his face was covered with sweat, his eyes were distracted, his left hand was tightly covering his lower abdomen, and his right hand was tightly holding a dark package.

It was vaguely visible that dark liquid was seeping out between the fingers of the other person covering his abdomen, all of which was absorbed by the towel wrapped in his palm. The towel had already been soaked in a large area of ​​dazzling dark red.

"Sorry..."

The man raised his head with effort and glanced at Jiang Zhiyu. His apology voice was very weak, so small that it was almost inaudible.

"It's okay." Jiang Zhiyu shook his head, bent down to pick up the backpack that had fallen by the water, and patted the water stains on the surface of the bag.

Faint footsteps came from the alley nearby, and the man's expression suddenly changed. He raised his hand and patted Jiang Zhiyu's backpack seemingly unintentionally. Without saying another word, he disappeared into the dark night.

Within a few seconds, a man wearing low-key overalls walked out of the alley, with one hand in his pocket and a smile on his face.

These two words came to mind instantly.

Jiang Zhiyu pursed his lips and almost felt sick when he smelled the strong smell of blood coming from this man.

But he didn't show any abnormality and just continued to walk forward without changing his expression.

When the two passed by, the man with "Danger" written all over his body turned to talk to him in a casual tone: "Child, did you see which direction that man ran just now?"

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes flashed, but his face remained blank and harmless, and he replied casually: "Huh? I didn't pay attention. What kind of man? I just kept walking with my head down, so I didn't see clearly."

The corners of the man's mouth kept rising, and he narrowed his eyes and stared directly at Jiang Zhiyu's face.

"Jiang Jiang?"

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