"Whoâs there!" Suddenly, Grid shouted loudly towards the right.
Jane Sampson glanced over in that direction, just in time to see a black shadow flash by, followed by the sudden sound of a car starting up urgently.
Everyone turned back to see a black SUV barreling toward the direction they were standing.
"Get out of the way!" Grid yelled loudly.
But the car was fast. Jane Sampson only had time to pull James Carter, who was closest to her, back repeatedly, while Coco Edwards couldnât avoid it and was about to be hit. At the critical moment, Grid grabbed her and rolled to the side.
The two rolled to the side together, Coco Edwardsâs head hitting the nearby car with a loud bang, causing her to faint on the spot.
But Gridâs leg, unable to be pulled back in time, was directly run over by the carâs right two wheels, causing Grid to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.
After a screech of brakes, the car stopped three meters away.
Seeing the two only a few meters away, Jane Sampson was frightened and let go of James Carter, wanting to run over and help them.
Grid, still conscious, struggled to stand, using the bumper of the car behind him. Seeing Jane Sampson approaching, he quickly shouted, "Donât come over!"
Meanwhile, the car quickly turned around and charged back.
"Dodge! Donât come over!" Grid shouted loudly, pushing Coco Edwards into the corner, heavily biting his teeth, pulling his numb leg back, and rolling into the gap of the car.
Another screech of emergency brakes, the car stopped where Grid had been lying, and a man wearing a Piggyâs mask, dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, got out of the car.
After getting out of the car, he didnât head towards Grid, who couldnât stand up, but instead walked step by step towards Jane Sampson and James Carter.
"Jane, run!" James Carter put Jane Sampson behind him, whispering to her, "Iâll hold them here, you go find Ratty and the others!"
Jane Sampson shook her head lightly.
Itâs useless, with such a loud noise here, if Ratty could have gotten away, Ratty and James Carterâs assistant would have been here by now.
At this point, not seeing them come over, it must be that they canât come.
Jane Sampson finally realized that this masked man was probably coming for her.
The earlier plea for help might have been a diversion tactic.
Including the white shadow that flashed by earlier, it might have been part of the ploy.
It was only because Grid wasnât lured away that this person resorted to hitting Grid with the car.
"Jane, go now." James Carter urged anxiously.
But the man clearly wasnât giving James Carter and Jane Sampson any chance to react, striding forward, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and directly confronted James Carter, kicking away James Carterâs walking stick, swiftly covering James Carterâs nose with the handkerchief.
It only took a few seconds for James Carter to collapse to the ground, consciousness not fully dissipated, but he had no strength to get up again, his vision already blurring.
He kept repeating one sentence, "Jane, run~"
Jane Sampson clenched her fist tightly, turned around, and was about to run.