At this moment, these ordinary committee members were busy saving people.
In this dead-end alley, among more than a dozen unlucky customers who had walked in, only one was already covered with a white cloth, carried away on a stretcher, having died from a throat-slitting.
The person on the second stretcher was promptly saved, taken away with an emergency medicine bottle hanging by them. Although severely wounded by a throat slitting, life was held onto in time and could likely be saved.
The others, on more than a dozen stretchers, were not seriously harmed, just in a coma.
Being able to save most people, the ordinary committee members felt they were useful after all.
...
Swipe!
A car drove down the road.
The driver was a chubby young man, wearing loose sportswear, with fear still lingering on his face.
"Damn it, is that divination master reliable or not? Didn't he say cultivating in Spring Sun Mansion would avoid all danger?
"How come I was almost caught by Wu Qingyun?"
