Countless stones were thrown in, and we crouched on the ground, barely able to dodge the attack.

"Drive, drive. The old man shouted behind him.

One passenger screamed, "The driver ran away, let's run away." ”

The driver ran away, and the whole car became even more chaotic. Many people fled in a hurry, and in an instant only I and the old man were left in the car.

He was afraid that I would be hurt, so he protected me in his arms, and I showed half of my head and looked at the situation in the car.

It was a mess, blood was splattered, and a lot of passengers' backpacks were dropped.

The old man sighed and sat on the ground, his hands and neck were wounded, and blood was flowing from the wounds.

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