"By the time you send me to the hospital, I'll already be dead. When I get back to the store, Sister Ma will already be there. Hurry up, I can't hold on any longer."
Weiwei's words were intermittent. Her voice was as weak as a mosquito. Du Kang could barely make out the gist of what she was saying. However, when he saw that Weiwei was still conscious, his heart finally relaxed a little.
The car in front finally moved. It squeezed out of the river of cars and turned into a relatively quiet road. Du Kang stepped on the accelerator all the way. The car roared and sped straight to the 1314 convenience store. The moment Du Kang stopped the car, the door opened automatically. A figure flashed out. It was Sister Ma in formal attire.
Du Kang rushed into the store with Weiwei in his arms. Sister Ma brought Weiwei all the way to the warehouse. At this time, Weiwei's body was already cold. Du Kang only felt that Weiwei in his arms was getting heavier and heavier. He almost couldn't hold her anymore. Her forehead, neck, and arms began to crack, and black keratin scales appeared.
"Sister Ma, Sister Chu, she …" Du Kang found a relatively flat place to put Weiwei down. He turned his head and grabbed Sister Ma's hands. His eyes were filled with anxiety. This was because Du Kang could feel that Weiwei was getting weaker and weaker. Her life was disappearing bit by bit.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely bring Weiwei back. You go out first and guard the door. Remember, no one is allowed to come in, no one."
Sister Ma emphasized her words. Du Kang nodded, took a shovel from the side of the warehouse door, and walked out. He closed the door behind him, walked to the door, and closed it again. He moved a stool and sat in front of the warehouse door to guard it.
"Sister Chu, you must be okay. You must be okay!"
Du Kang held the shovel with both hands and held his head against it. Because of their contract, to a certain extent, Du Kang and Weiwei were connected. Du Kang could feel that Weiwei was in great pain at this time.
"Ring ring ring …"
There was a crisp sound of wind chimes and a gentle knock on the door. Du Kang looked up and saw Kang Tingting in a black skirt standing at the door. She was looking at him with her head tilted, gesturing for him to open the door and let her in.
"Tingting?"
Du Kang walked to the door with the shovel in one hand. Because of her relationship with Weiwei, Du Kang naturally wouldn't treat her as an outsider. He opened the door and let her in. "Tingting, why are you here? What's the matter?"
Kang Tingting looked very different today. She was already beautiful, but she had put on light makeup. It was the kind of smoky makeup that was not heavy, and it added a lazy beauty to her delicate beauty. Coupled with the black lace skirt that she was wearing today, the waist was half hollowed out, and it vividly outlined her perfect figure.
Kang Tingting looked at Du Kang and bit her rosy lips. She raised her head and stared at Du Kang's eyes with her limpid eyes. The moisture in her eyes became thicker and thicker. She just looked at him without saying a word. It was a desire and passion that could make any man intoxicated and explode.
Her warm and soft little hand gently held onto Du Kang's big hand. Without saying a word, she just turned around and pulled Du Kang out. The moment Kang Tingting turned around, her long hair flew gently in front of Du Kang's eyes. The fragrance of her hair was intoxicating.
However, it was a pity that Du Kang's head was full of lawsuits now. He didn't like anyone he saw. Besides, Kang Tingting was not his type. Du Kang preferred girls like Weiwei who were small but had big breasts. Besides, it would be best if they were a little stupid. Clever girls like Kang Tingting made Du Kang feel tired to get along with them.
Of course, the most important point was that Du Kang was not a fool. He didn't think that his charm could make a girl like Kang Tingting throw herself into his arms. Everything happened so suddenly that it revealed a trace of strangeness.
Du Kang shook off Kang Tingting's little hand and looked at her coldly. He turned a blind eye to the glistening tears in Kang Tingting's eyes and asked coldly, "What on earth do you want to do?"
"I …" Kang Tingting looked at Du Kang with misty eyes. She only said one word and then couldn't say it anymore. She bit her lower lip hard.
At the moment, Kang Tingting was so delicate that it made people feel sorry for her. But Du Kang's heart had been broken since the rainy night when Wang Wenwen left him.
"Kang Tingting, tell me the truth. What on earth did you come here for?" Du Kang folded his arms and looked coldly at the delicate and pitiful Kang Tingting.
"I … I!"
Kang Tingting seemed to have made up her mind. She stepped into the store. Seeing that their bodies were about to collide, Du Kang took a step back.
"Ding Ling …" Another wind chime rang out.
Kang Tingting covered her forehead with her hand. Her body swayed and she fell down softly. Du Kang quickly reached out and grabbed Kang Tingting's arm to support her so that she didn't fall to the ground.
"Kang Tingting!
Kang Tingting, wake up! "
Du Kang shouted twice, but there was no response. He didn't know whether she had really fainted or was pretending. But whether it was true or not, he couldn't support her all the time, let alone leave her outside the door. He had to carry Kang Tingting to the back of the cashier and let her sit down against the wall.
He pressed on the artery on the side of Kang Tingting's neck. The pulse was steady and strong. There was no problem. Withdrawing his hand, Du Kang quietly looked at the unconscious Kang Tingting. He was quiet, tranquil and gentle with a trace of naughtiness. "Ah, I really don't know which man has such a good fortune to marry you."
Looking at Kang Tingting, Du Kang inexplicably thought of the woman he would never be able to forget for the rest of his life. With a long sigh in his heart, he got up, grabbed the shovel, and continued his task of guarding the door.
Just as Du Kang's buttocks sat on the stool, the door of the shop was smashed into pieces by a stick.
"You!"
Looking at the man who rushed to him with a baseball bat in his hand, Du Kang stood up and pointed at him. Just as he said one word, the man's baseball bat was aimed at Du Kang's head.
The baseball bat smashed down with a howling wind. The man's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth so hard that they made cracking sounds. The whites of his eyes turned red, and his pupils were filled with blood. It seemed that he was going to fight Du Kang to the death.
He took a step back and dodged the staff. Out of habit, his right hand reached for his waist, but he found nothing. Only then did he suddenly remember that his Buddha's Hand and Octane Blast had disappeared in that mysterious and strange hall.
"Hey, do we know each other?
What are you doing? "
Du Kang lowered his head, dodged the man's second hit on his head, and grabbed the baseball bat in his hand.
"Tell me, what happened to you and Tingting?"
The man pulled hard twice and found that the baseball bat was like a root in Du Kang's hand. He couldn't pull it out at all. He had to let go and took a step back, glaring at him.
"Me and Tingting?"
Du Kang didn't understand. He scratched the back of his head and looked at the "uninvited guest". Suddenly, he patted his forehead. "Ah, I remember, you are that … that … Ma something. Oh, right, Ma Zhiyue, Tingting's boyfriend."