Not long after Jiang Chanji's front foot left, the sharp pain in his chest woke up the tall man.

His internal organs were badly wounded, the corners of his mouth and gums were covered with blood, and he howled like a pig.

"Help!"

"Er, are you still alive?"

"Who...... Who's going to save me!"

However, the place they chose to commit the crime would never come to a normal person, and no matter how much he howled, no one responded.

That's right, the phone!

He remembered that he could call an ambulance, but how to explain the ambulance coming? If it was a fight, the paramedics would definitely call the police in such a serious situation.

He has a criminal record, and after a little interrogation by the police, it is estimated that he will go back to prison again, and this time he may never leave the prison again, maybe he will eat a free peanut or sit in an electric chair.

But if he hadn't called an ambulance, he might not even make it through tonight.

The broken rib had likely punctured the alveoli, and he felt the echo of his trachea gurgling with every breath he had.

After a few shouts, he spat out another mouthful of blood, which was foaming in it.

He couldn't scream, but he decided to call an ambulance, and when he touched his hand in his arms, his heart sank.

Where's my phone?

He reached out of his arms, palmed by a handful of broken glass and phone parts.

The phone in the inner pocket of his clothes cushioned him, otherwise he might have been hurt even more.

Annoyed, he threw away the twisted phone case.

By the way, the second child is used to putting his mobile phone in his trouser pocket, and the second child's mobile phone should still work!

Holding the ground with his left hand, he dragged his heavy body towards the short man on the other side of the road.

Every time I moved, I felt a sharp pain in my body.

If it were an ordinary person, he might just give up and wait for death, or wait for someone else to save him, but he was in prison, and there was a ruthlessness in his bones, and he gritted his teeth and approached the short man who collapsed little by little.

The short man lay at the base of the wall, and the moon was shifting, and the moonlight was blocked by the wall, and most of his body was shrouded in shadow, only his two calves were exposed.

Suddenly, the tall man saw the short man's feet move.

"Er, are you awake?" he exclaimed in surprise, "How are you......?" I'm going to save you!"

"Second brother, can you still use your mobile phone?"

Seeing that the second child was still alive and could move, he suddenly relaxed a lot, and the strength that supported him to climb several meters disappeared in an instant.

In any case, two people are better than one, and they may be able to help each other out.

The tall man knew a lot of people from all walks of life in prison, and these prison friends knew more people, forming a vast network of relationships.

He had heard from his cellmate about a transcendent secret doctor, an underground doctor who did not set up a public clinic and did not have a medical license, who only collected money for treatment, and did not care about anything else, and did not care how you were injured, after all, she was doing illegal things.

Of course, as a price, the cost of this secret doctor's diagnosis and treatment is surprisingly high, but I heard that as long as you can find her alive and can afford to pay for it, she can keep you from dying, and as for what you can recover, it depends on how high the price you can afford.

The tall man used to scoff at this rumor, what kind of secret doctor who stepped on a horse, and when he was sick, he didn't go to the hospital to find a transcendent person? Isn't this the same IQ tax as not taking medicine when he is sick but buying health products?

However, after personally feeling the power of the transcendental, his mind has changed now, and besides, he is at the end of his rope and can only grasp this life-saving straw.

The question of medical expenses will not be considered, and when the secret doctor is found, whether it is cheating or abduction, coercion or temptation, in short, he will save his life first - he comforted himself so much that he deliberately did not think deeply about more questions, such as how people dare to do porcelain work without gold and steel diamonds?

The jumbled thoughts flashed through his mind, and after a few seconds, the short man finally did not respond.

"Dick, what's wrong with you? Squeak! Dumb, can you move your feet, but you can't move your mouth?"

He yelled angrily.

Brush –

As if startled by his roar, the short man's exposed calves and feet shrank back into the shadows.

"Holy, you you...... I'm not going to beat you up and let you see if your phone still works, why are you doing this?"

The tall man was scolding, and suddenly remembered that something didn't seem right just now—did the average person's legs turn from flat to curled up so fast?

The short man doesn't look like he's curled up on his legs, it's like ...... Dragged into the shadows by something.

The thought of this made his hot sweat suddenly cold.

"Er, squeak, don't scare me......"

His voice was lowered and his tone softened.

In the silence of the ruins of the unfinished building, his voice was similar to the humming of a mosquito.

Just now he only hated that his voice was not loud enough, but now he was afraid that his voice was too loud.

Don't...... Was it his previous yelling that attracted something?

He braced himself and began to move back and forth, trying to move away from the terrible shadow.

it!

He cursed his bad luck in his heart, and made up his mind that if he could get out of this place safely, he would not stay in this city.

Suddenly, two green bright spots lit up in the shadows, like fireflies and ghost fires.

The tall man's heart is skipping half a beat!

Immediately after, an animal paced out of the shadows.

"Damn, I'm scared to death of your father, it's a wild dog......"

The tall man breathed a sigh of relief, this kind of wilderness, wild dogs are not uncommon.

However, he took a closer look and noticed that the wild dog did not seem to be ordinary.

It was two circles larger than the usual wild dog, fat, dirty, smelly, and had a half-cut tail that looked like it had been cut off - not surprisingly, the homeless were always looking for fun when they were bored.

The most striking thing is that it has a sharp tooth that is very different from that of an ordinary dog, with several rows of teeth like a shark, each tooth is as sharp as a razor, and it glows bloody in the moonlight.

Wait a minute, Bloodlight?

Its mouth was covered in blood, blood and water mixed with viscous saliva dripping from between its teeth.

Blame...... Monster!

Tall people are cold from the top of their heads to the soles of their feet.

The wild dogs stared at him maliciously, their tongues licking their mouths incessantly, like humans pondering how ripe the steak in front of them should be.

"Get out! Get out of here, or I'll kill you!"

The tall man knew that he couldn't run in the face of wild dogs, and besides, he couldn't run, so he could only muster up the courage to threaten.

With a stroke of his left hand, he felt a few pieces of broken bricks and tiles of building materials from his side, picked up one and threw it at the wild dog.

The wild dog had been beaten by homeless men before, so much so that it had a reflex to instinctively run away with its tail between its legs when it saw someone throwing stones at it.

A brute is a brute, and his brain is stupid!

The tall man was so proud in his heart that he hadn't put his heart back in his stomach when he saw the wild dog stop after running out for a while.

It didn't stare at him, but at the bone-rolling stone that had come to a standstill.

Such a stone, which has neither strength nor head, seems to be unable to hurt it at all, so why run?

It can vaguely feel that its current self seems to be different from before, and it is no longer the wild dog that is bullied.

When it looked at the tall man again, its eyes changed, and it tentatively walked towards him.

"Get out, get out!

The tall man was completely panicked, picked up the stones and threw them at it one after the other.

It will also dodge left and right at first, but soon discovers that even if it doesn't, the stone won't hit it.

Seeing that it was getting closer and closer, the tall man had only one red brick left in his hand, the kind he was best at, the kind that he claimed to be able to split thirteen pieces in a row before his hand swollen.

He didn't expect to scare the wild dog by hand-splitting the red brick, he aimed as hard as he could, throwing the red brick at it with all his might.

This time he threw it accurately, and the red brick flew almost in a straight line towards the wild dog's head.

There's a kind of don't hide!

He held his breath excitedly, as long as the brick could hit, it should be able to knock it away, after all, its dog head was not made of iron.

As he wished, it did not hide, opened its mouth, and held the brick in its mouth.

Tall:???

I've seen a dog chewing a baseball, but I've never seen a dog chewing a brick!

The red brick was standing horizontally in its mouth, stretching its mouth to the limit.

This beast is really stupid, his mouth is blocked by a brick, how can he bite people?

Before he could speak, the wild dog's jaw muscles bulged and he closed his mouth with a click.

The red bricks were bitten to pieces by a few rows of sharp teeth!

It must be easier to gnaw flesh and blood than to gnaw on watermelon.

The tall man has a face like ashes.

A stream of heat soaked his crotch.

He finally understood that after coming out of the cell after squatting for more than ten years, this world was no longer the world he was familiar with in the past.