Leena ran as fast as she could, feeling that her feet were no longer hers. She just ran as fast as she could. However, the footsteps behind her were getting closer and closer, and finally they were happening in her ears. She shouted in horror, "Run, Rena! Ah!" As soon as she finished shouting, she felt someone grab her arm and hair and pull her back. It was so painful that she almost fell off a layer of her skin.
As she struggled desperately, she was completely flustered. She heard those people curse, "Where you are going! "
Leena was about to cry, but she still shouted, "Rena, run! "
Rena also heard her shouting and replied in panic, "Leena, Leena! "
Then someone suddenly joined the battle, unscrewed the men who caught Leena, and opened them with a few punches and kicks. Leena hadn't figured it out yet. She only knew that she was saved and no one was binding her. Her escape instinct aroused her to run away quickly. She didn't care who saved her behind and what happened to the surrounding environment. She just wanted to escape from the warehouse as soon as possible, as if the warehouse
't care at all.
In the hospital, after a check-up for Miguel, the doctor gave the answer, "He is just a skin and flesh injury, without any bone and muscles injury. You can apply some medicine. But you have to be careful these days and can't eat anything cold or spicy. "
Leena nodded and the doctor let them in. Lying on the bed, Miguel had applied medicine to the nurse, but it seemed to hurt so much that his expression was unnatural. There was a bruise on his face near his right eye, which made his right eye squint and unable to open. But he was very optimistic. When he saw them coming in, he smiled and said, "My face is disfigured now. I can't chase girls now! "
Spencer felt angry and said, "You deserve it. You can do whatever you want. Why don't you run away? "
"Should I feel scared as you? It seems that you are willing to be a loser!" Miguel teased.
Spencer slapped his thigh rudely, which made Miguel scream in pain. He retorted, "A loser is better than being a sick man in bed! Look, a hero saved a beauty. How can you explain it to your parents? Your brother must break your legs! "