"Screech—" The piercing sound of brakes tore through the sky, terrifying the three thugs and the driver who was forced to make an abrupt stop in the black sedan.
Wen Meimei had timed her dash perfectly, and although the odds were extremely low, she had succeeded.
The car only lightly bumped her thigh, but it was enough to knock her to the ground.
The moment she hit the ground, she immediately began to scream at the top of her lungs, "Help! Someone help—"
The car door opened, and a man sporting a suit and leather shoes with an air of refinement stepped out.
At the same time, the three thugs turned tail and fled.
Wen Meimei's desperate cries finally paid off.
The scoundrels had run away, she was safe now, ha ha ha...
She laughed and laughed, but the tears of having survived a disaster started falling uncontrollably.
Her vision blurred, and her body shook uncontrollably as tears broke through like a flood breaching a dam, pouring and collapsing all at once.