This building had been abandoned for a long time, and there were still a lot of tools and materials left upstairs. Zhou Rui picked up a wooden stick, held his head, and laughed while clenching his teeth.
"You actually didn't die, but at least you're lucky. Jumping down like this is fine."
"Of course I can't die. Even if I die, I will see you die in front of me."
Zhou Rui waved the stick in his hand as if warming up, found the feeling, and charged towards Fu Yuan.
If Fu Yu An hadn't been injured, Jiang Wangshu might have had a better chance of winning. However, he had just jumped down from the car and rolled around on the ground covered in rocks. There was a wound on his waist, and he was bleeding profusely.
Jiang Wangshu wiped the tears off his face and reached for the phone in his pocket. Only then did he remember that Zhou Rui had just thrown away her phone, and there was a brick by her hand. She concentrated on watching Zhou Rui and Fu Yuan play, and picked up the brick, hoping to use it against him.
Zhou Rui didn't have much fighting experience, but in his early years he had been on the streets, often fighting each other. He had trained a body of tough muscles, and his moves were fierce and heavy.
Although Fu Yuan wouldn't lose to him, every time he blocked, his hands would bleed more and more. He gradually began to run out of strength.
The two of them were on par, but once he stopped, pain and wounds he hadn't noticed before began to engulf him, causing him to almost be unable to stand up.
Jiang Wang Shu stepped forward to support Fu Yuan, pointing a brick at Zhou Rui. "Are you done yet!? If this goes on, you'll be a murderer! Do you think the police will let you go? Do you think they can't find out who did it? "Since it's not too late yet, don't you dare repeat the same mistake again and again!"
How could Zhou Rui still listen to him? "Alright, you protect him, he protects you. That's great, but I won't let you do as you wish!"
Fu Yuan pushed Jiang Wenshu away. "Go stay aside and protect yourself." Then he straightened up, triumphant. "Did you ever think about leaving evidence before you did anything?"
Zhou Rui mocked, "Do you think I'm that stupid? "I'm not afraid to say it now, your car's brakes were done by me, but don't worry, I can feel all the cameras in the parking lot. Just with your company's security trash, even without me, other people would be able to find flaws just because they don't like what you're doing."
"You've reminded me of that. It's time to change those security guards." He let out a long breath, turned his head, and smiled at Jiang Wenshu. "You're right, I'm already old. I can't compare with a young man. Just a slight injury and you're in excruciating pain."
Zhou Rui laughed. Suddenly, he could not laugh out loud.
Fu Yu An took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened it to reveal the recording interface. What they had just said, and what he had admitted personally, were all recorded by Fu Yu An.
"You're recording?"
"More than that." He smiled. "Judging by the time, the police should be here by now."
Zhou Rui was enraged. He roared and rushed over once more. Fu Yu An threw his phone to Jiang Wenshu, telling her to keep it safe. He focused all of his strength into his hand and punched Zhou Rui in the face.
The strength behind his punch was not small. Zhou Rui was knocked down to the ground, and he quickly got up again. The two of them once again began to fight.
Jiang Wenshu tightly gripped his mobile phone. When he saw that they had already reached the edge of the building, his heart started to palpitate.
The third floor wasn't too high, but it wasn't a flat area. Fu Yinan was injured, so if he fell down, he didn't dare to imagine the consequences.
"Stop hitting me..."
She did not even know that her finger, which had been slowly healing, was bleeding again.
It was all her fault.
Without her, Yu An wouldn't have come.
"Elder sister …" She choked with sobs, her words unclear, "I'm sorry … "It's all my fault …"
Zhou Rui held onto Fu Yuan's sleeve tightly, but suddenly his feet slipped and his body plummeted. In a moment of desperation, he grabbed Fu Yuan's arm and looked down at the ground beneath his feet. His heart skipped a beat.
Fu Yu An didn't push him away, but instead let him hold onto his own arm and beg for life, "Aren't you afraid of death as well? I thought that those who were able to do such a thing would have long ago stopped caring about life and death. "
Zhou Rui grabbed him and wanted to climb up, but just as he let go of his hand, his body immediately fell. He was scared, so he grabbed Fu Yunan with both hands, "If I die, then even if you kill someone accidentally, you will still go to jail."
"It was a mistake to defend." Fu Yu'an corrected.
"Help me up."
"Pulled you up to kill me?"
Fu Yuan didn't have much strength left. He took a deep breath and pulled his arm, calling Jiang Wenshu. "Call Wen Te to ask where the police are."
Jiang Wangshu's vision was hazy. Just as he was about to dial Venter's number, he suddenly heard the sound of a siren.
Soon, they arrived at the second floor.
There were also Ji Lang and Wen Te's helpers who rushed over.
Fu Yuan was finally relieved. "You lost."
The police put a cushion of air down there and waited for Zhou Rui to fall. Zhou Rui looked down and smiled, "What is your relationship with her? "You're keeping her?"
"Remove the bag." Fu Yuan pried his hands apart one by one, and after seeing him fall, he said, "I'll raise her …" "Once …"
In a flash, Jiang Weishu rushed over and hugged him, forcing him to take two steps back.
"I'm sorry." Tears, like blood, soaked his chest.
"I'm fine." With the last of his strength, he put his hand on her head. "It's not your fault."
"I shouldn't have followed him. If I hadn't come, you wouldn't have come. If you hadn't come, nothing would have happened and you wouldn't have been injured …"
It had been a long time since she cried, and she could not stop her tears no matter how hard she tried. It was as if her heart was being torn out. With a howl, she started to burp.
Fu Yu An felt weak and patted her on the shoulder. "Alright, even if you're not here, I still have to come. My whole body is currently in great pain. Can you help me down first?"
Jiang Wangshu threw himself against his chest and wiped the tears off his face. He took more than half of the weight off his body, and supported him down the stairs.
A group of doctors, nurses, and Ji Lang, along with Wen Te and a few other people, came up behind them and carried Fu Yunan away.
She raised her hand to cover her face from the sun. Her tongue was already numb from the pain.
With no strength in her legs, she tried to catch up with the ambulance. She lifted her foot, but before she could take two steps, the center of her body tilted, and she suddenly fell to the side.
The last sight in front of her was Zhou Rui, who had been caught in a police car, Fu Yuan, who had been carried into an ambulance, Ji Lang, who had rushed towards her in a flurry, and — the blinding sunlight.
It's all over.
It was a deep sleep, as if someone had tied lead to her and pulled her down into the darkness. She could not move, she felt pain, but it did not wake her.