The man got up and ran away under the cover of a billboard.

Look back at the woman.

He was beaten very hard and was still curled up on the ground, shaking all over.

This time I went out and drove a BMW very low-key.

The clothes are not showy either.

I stepped forward and helped her up, and carried her directly to my car.

Then he started the car and asked, "How are you? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

The woman said: "No need to go to the hospital, thank you brother."

I smiled and said, "Sister, it looks like you are two or three years older than me."

The woman also forced a smile and said: "If you have money, of course you are the eldest brother. If I don't have money, how can I call myself my sister?"

Women are really naturally beautiful.

Ignoring the pain in her body, she sat in the back seat of the car and hurriedly combed her long, messy hair.

Then he took out a tissue to wipe away the tears and started to touch up his makeup.

When she combed her long hair that was spread in front of her face, I couldn't help but be amazed by her.

This should be a woman from the north.

Tall and tall, with a supermodel figure.

The skin is smooth, white and tender, and the facial features are exquisite and attractive.

But her clothes are a bit dusty.

Bright leather pants with black silk suspenders.

Coupled with the smoky makeup and flaming red lips, it is easy to think that she works in a bar or club.

I turned around and asked, "Where do you live? I'll take you back."

She smiled at me and said, "Thank you, handsome man, but the place I live in is very shabby, so don't laugh at me."

Following the location she said, I drove the car to the suburbs.

This place is indeed a place for poor people to live.

Whether buying or renting a house here, it is very cheap.

Following her instructions, I drove the car to an alley and stopped.

Cars can't be driven in. Her house is in a small alley.

For this woman, I just want to do good things without leaving a name.

After it was delivered to the door of my house, I walked away without any further interactions.

After the woman got off the car.

But he leaned on the car window and sincerely invited me: "We are already at the door of the house. Come in and have a glass of water. If I hadn't met you today, I would have been taken to the hospital even if I hadn't been beaten to death by that man."

You can see it in her eyes.

She is sincere, not polite.

It was hard to refuse the warm welcome, so I got out of the car and followed her towards the alley.

Most of the people living in this place are migrant workers.

They are all low-rise bungalows with a very poor environment.

I walked in with her.

She lives in a bungalow with a small yard.

There are no poultry raised in the yard.

Reminds me that it might be rented.

Because most of the bungalows in this suburb have small yards and raise some poultry.

I walked inside.

He asked curiously: "What should I call you?"

The woman smiled and said, "My name is Bai Ruoyan. What about you? What's your name?"

I said: "My name is Zhang Erpi."

Bai Ruoyan stretched out her little hand generously.

She said to me with charming eyes: "Nice to meet you. I will never forget your life-saving grace."

I could only reach out my hand and shake it with her.

Bai Ruoyan shook my hand so hard that I didn't want to let go.

She was so enthusiastic towards me, but it actually didn't feel good to me.

I think she's a bit frivolous.

After entering her house, she turned on the light.

The house is really shabby.

It is estimated that after the thief came in, he would have to leave a note for her, asking her to work hard to make money and not lose confidence in life.

I have to admire her good psychological quality.

Not embarrassed by her shabby appearance.

Instead, he asked me with great concern: "Zhang Erpi, what do you do?"

I said very low-key: "I opened a small hospital in the county."

Bai Ruoyan's eyes suddenly lit up.

He smiled brightly and said, "No wonder you are so rich."

I said modestly: "I don't have much money, but my business is not very good, so I just have to make ends meet."

Listen to me.

Bai Ruoyan seemed to believe it.

He immediately said with excitement: "Then do you want to make a lot of money? If you want to make a lot of money, just follow me, I guarantee you can make a lot of money."

I immediately had the urge to slap her.

I wonder which hospital she ran away from and forgot to take her medicine.

I really need to smoke an 82-year-old cigarette to calm down.

So he took out a box of Panda cigarettes.

Give her one first.

After Bai Ruoyan took it over.

He took out his lighter and lit it for me first, and then lit it himself.

I took a puff of cigarette.
Chapter completed!