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The piercing sound of honking felt like it was about to shatter his eardrums. Meng Shuyan froze in place, fear glimmering in his tear-filled eyes. In that critical moment, everything went dark, and his body was suddenly enveloped by an embrace.
Jiang Jinghuai held him tightly and rolled to the roadside.
The car's wheels narrowly grazed Jiang Jinghuai's clothes. He let out a muffled grunt, and the sound of bones cracking came from his arm. To shield the little one in his arms, his right palm slammed heavily into the ground, the rough surface scraping away at his skin.
Yet, he felt no pain. Just as he was about to lower his head to check on Meng Shuyan in his arms, the little boy had already burrowed into his chest, his small face pressed against him.
