Though many cars passed, none of them stopped to offer help.
Something seemed to have occurred in her mind that made her look at those people with her eyes wide-open. She gritted her teeth and tried her best not to show a panicked expression. She stubbornly held the hammer and was in a stalemate with those people.
What should I do?
Can someone come and save me?
Jocelyn wanted to cry but had no tears. She looked at the people around her in despair.
"Bitch, you like running away, don't you? Go on! Why don't you run?"
At this moment, Vivian and Charles had already caught up to her. Charles looked at Evelyn with a killing intent after being slammed by her with the car door. There was still blood on his head even if it had stopped bleeding.
Jocelyn bit her lip and took two steps back, panting anxiously. But then she realized that behind her were the trees and there was nowhere she could run.
Even God could not help her now!