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Lin Qing unknowingly developed a kind of trust in this homeless person.

She walked over to him and smiled her first smile in a long time.

"Why did you save me?" she asked.

The homeless person's gaze was attracted by her, only focusing on her, ignoring the danger behind her.

Just as he was about to answer her, he suddenly pushed Lin Qing away. He was about to attack, but it was too late, a gunshot sounded out, and the bullet pierced through his chest, causing him to fall down.

After a moment of silence, Lin Qing saw fresh blood flowing out of the tramp's chest. She raised her head from the grass in shock and watched as the tramp fell close to her.

"No, no!"

She only cried out once, but her voice was immediately drowned out by the sound of gunfire.

The gunfire was so intense that she was forced to lower her head and lie down in the grass, bullets falling beside her.

It was as though one side was clearly trying to take her life, while the other was doing their best to save her.

Her ears were about to go deaf. She curled up into a ball and lowered her head, not daring to look at the scene outside.

Time seemed to lengthen in an instant. Lin Qing's entire body was ice-cold, after an unknown period of time, someone touched her shoulder.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she screamed out almost reflexively, pushing backward on all fours, hugging her ears and shaking her head desperately. "Don't, don't kill me …"

She did not look up.

To be exact, she no longer dared to raise her head, so she didn't see the ugly expression on the face of the man standing in front of her.

It was an Asian man. He had a handsome face and was extremely delicate. His lips were very thin, and at this moment, they were pursed so tightly that all that could be seen was a line.

His black eyes were deep and cold. His heart twitched in pain as he stared at the woman who lay prostrate on the ground in fear.

Squatting down, he tried to make his movements as gentle as possible. "It's me."

The word "low" wasn't very big, but it was clearly heard by the woman.

Her body was stiff, and when she hesitated to raise her head, she actually did not dare to lift it too quickly. She was afraid that if it happened too quickly, the faint sound would be pierced through, and she would realise that all of this was just an illusion.

After all, what she had experienced just a few minutes ago was too shocking.

She thought about herself, thought about her parents, thought about the unborn child in her womb, thought about that man, especially that man. It made her think about him constantly, as if this was the strength and comfort of her life.

If he overthought it, he might really hallucinate.

However, when her eyes clearly saw the person in front of her, in the next second, her eyes became moist.

"You …" She struggled to get up.

Before he could finish his words, he was hugged by a warm embrace.

Greedily sniffing the familiar scent from the man's body, she couldn't stop her tears any longer. They fell down like broken beads, flowing continuously until they seeped into his coat.

His response was warm, warm enough to melt away all the horrors she had experienced.

After Lin Qing stiffened for half a minute, she finally regained her senses. Then, she would hug him tightly, as if she wanted to melt into his bones and blood.

Mu Xichen's expression was not good, not good at all.

He did not dare imagine, if he was even a bit later, perhaps, where would Lin Qing have been taken by these people.

After the car exploded, he suddenly realized that he could no longer be led away by the nose. It was not a good idea to go to the Reno police station and look for information like this.

After all, half a month had already passed, right? It was enough for too many things to happen in such a long period of time.

Abandoning Selina, he crazily rushed into the slums, there, she miraculously saw a person, a person who was initially said to have died, but was actually still alive.

That person's words caused him to hesitate for a moment because he was unsure if that person's words were true or not.

After all, the Mexico City Prison was very far away, how could they want to move Lin Qing to the Mexico City Prison?

However, the more absurd something looked, the more likely it would happen. Everything that happened in this period of time had proven this point, thus, Mu Xichen no longer dared to hesitate and chased after them.

Initially, Lin Qing was in the car or in the prison, so she might be dealt with. However, the person behind the scenes was skillful enough to leave her behind in the slums, unable to ensure that something would happen to her. Worried that she would be rescued, he still chose to make up for it and sent her to the hell in Mexico City.

Fortunately, he had made it. Not only had he made it, but he had also made it.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. I'm here."

Lin Qing cried until she was out of breath. After the extreme panic, it seemed that only tears could completely let it out.

"I thought I would never be able to see you again …." She stifled her voice, almost burping from the crying.

Mu Xichen patted her back to calm her down, "It's fine, I won't let anything happen to you, I won't …" These words were said to Lin Qing, and also to herself.

Lin Qing's eyes were covered, listening to the man's words, but she was crying even harder.

Through her tears, she could see what was happening outside. Because her vision was blocked, her vision was blurry and distorted.

The huge rock that was used as a cover had been blown to smithereens. The prisoners were all dead, sprawled on the ground. Some were cleaning up while others were pointing and talking.

A foreign man wearing a military uniform was standing not far away, casually looking in their direction. He was tall and sturdy, and looked like a standard military man.

He commanded his subordinates to handle the situation at the scene. In their line of sight, Lin Qing unerringly bumped into him.

Who was this person?

Lin Qing came out from Mu Xichen's embrace, rubbed her eyes and looked at the uniformed man.

"Who is he?" She had been dealing with the police for the past few days, and she was afraid of the aftereffects.

Mu Xichen raised his hand and used his finger to wipe the tears at the corner of his eyes. His gaze was gentle and protective as he said, "A friend, a colonel in the American army, Joseph."

Lin Qing opened her eyes wide, looking at the man, she became more familiar with him.

"He, he, is that famous, American woman's dream lover — — Joseph?" She stuttered in surprise.

Normally, she didn't chase after celebrities, but as long as she knew of a celebrity, she would definitely have some background.

The reason she knew Joseph was because he was different from normal male celebrities. After he became extremely popular, he resolutely threw himself into the army camp and became a tough man within the army.

His military uniform was not made up of fame, and it also had a title. It was all made up of real stuff.

Handsome, smart, and with a great figure, it was enough to make all the girls scream. Joseph was such a person.

Lin Qing never thought that Mu Xichen would actually have contact with him.

After all, far from China and the United States, they were separated by thousands of miles.

On the other side, Joseph pressed down the brim of his hat, but it could not cover the resolution on his face.

"Your wife?" he asked Mu Xichen.

Mu Xichen gave an indifferent grunt, his eyes fixated on Lin Qing's body.

Looking at his expression, Joseph knew that he was extremely worried. Even though this man did not reveal it on his face, his heart was definitely not at peace.

"Let's rest for the night tonight. I'll send you off tomorrow." As Joseph said this, he looked at Lin Qing again: "That yellow skinned vagabond, what did he do to you? He's still alive. "

Saying that, Lin Qing anxiously turned her head.

As expected, Joseph's soldiers had already raised the homeless person who was clutching his chest up.

"He's not a bad guy. He helped me. If it wasn't for him, I would have been beaten to death a long time ago. He blocked a spear for me!"

Lin Qing anxiously said. She was pushed away by the homeless man, and then he tilted his body as the bullet hit his body.

The homeless guy had already been dragged over, but blood was constantly coming out of his mouth.

At first, Mu Xichen did not look, but looking at it this way, his gaze also darkened. This vagabond was the person who informed him about the news in the slums, and he was under the impression that the Indian had already reported that he was dead. However, unexpectedly, he did not die, and even saved Lin Qing's life at the critical moment.

More importantly, when he saw that Mu Xichen was hesitating, he actually took the lead to rush over.

Based on this, Mu Xichen felt that he should treat him well. Thus, he nodded towards Joseph: "He is my friend."

The tramp was placed on a clean makeshift stretcher, coughing, more blood pouring from his mouth with each cough.

Lin Qing took two steps forward, worriedly looking at the tramp with ice-cold fingertips.

"Tell me your name. Do you still have any relatives in China? If you can hold on, we will send you to the hospital." Lin Qing asked a few questions consecutively.

The homeless person looked at her and shook his head with great difficulty. However, his face revealed a pleased smile.

The smile looked relaxed, as if it had been granted what it wanted.

"I'm glad to be able to save you, but you have to leave the United States, far away, and never come back …" The homeless man started coughing again, his voice getting more and more difficult.

Lin Qing was very terrified, and also very surprised.

She didn't know why, but she felt that the vagabond looked familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before. However, she couldn't recall where she had seen him before, and her mind was a mess.

"Why? Why can't I come to America?" she asked quickly.

The homeless man turned his gaze towards Mu Xichen, moved his lips, and spoke in an intermittent voice: "Promise me, watch over her. Don't let her come to America, America, it's very, very dangerous … …"

The vagabond's eyes were filled with fear, even though he was starting to lose focus.

Lin Qing worriedly shouted, "Don't sleep, don't sleep! Quickly save him, quickly!" She looked around hesitantly, but unfortunately, there were only soldiers and no military doctors among the crowd.

The vagabond used his last bit of strength to shake his hand, "It's useless, what hit him was his heart …"

"You still haven't told me your name. Why did you save me?" Lin Qing asked anxiously.

The homeless man squeezed out a smile and tried his best to focus his gaze on Lin Qing. "I'm an uncle —" Before he even finished his words, he choked out a mouthful of blood.

Lin Qing cried again.

Mu Xichen consoled her and held her hand. Seeing her like this, he felt his heart ache.