al and returned to their house in the suburbs. 。There's Cheng Chen in a nearby house, so we can look out for each other. 。"Don't tell Yu An about this, it's his mother, don't make things difficult for...The child was held tightly in her arms, crying with fright, and she endured the pain in her foot to comfort her, "It's alright, it's alright."
Xu Haichen witnessed all of this and rushed over from the window to quickly lock the door to the restaurant.
That black hearse drove closer and closer, its curtains drawn so you couldn't see inside, but its headlights were blinding, shooting into the restaurant and illuminating everyone's terrified faces, mouths covered in shock.
No one knows if the people in this car might go crazy and attack the restaurant. If they really did attack the restaurant, the windows and doors would offer absolutely no defense.
Xu Haocheng gestured with his hands, signaling everyone to lie under the dining table.
Just then, a deafening explosion echoed through the air as a bullet shattered the glass window. The pane instantly spiderwebbed and screams and cries from outside pierced the restaurant in an instant. A pungent smell of gunpowder filled the air.
Everyone in the restaurant shivered, clutching their mouths tightly to stifle any sound. Chen Ning lay flat on the ground by the door, shielding the child beneath her body.
I don't know how long it had been, it felt like an eternity, every pore on my body was constricting, filled with fear.
At that moment, countless images flashed through her mind. If she were to die unexpectedly in a foreign country, she wouldn't be afraid of death, but she would feel regretful. She just couldn't bear to part with Song Jingye. In the end, all the chaotic thoughts left only the image of their embrace at the airport.
The vehicles roared, the pavement trembled and hummed, and a palpable tension hung in the air of the restaurant. Every nerve was stretched taut; any sound, even the crackle of a gunshot, could send it all crashing down.
Fortunately, the car didn't stop, but continued driving forward, blindly and mercilessly firing its weapons.
Actually, the whole process only takes about ten minutes, but the square has become a world of difference between heaven and hell.
The sound of countless police cars approaching from all directions came. Hearing this, it was as if they had finally been rescued, and someone in the restaurant immediately burst into tears.
But before they could relax, they heard the police officers in the patrol car shouting to each other loudly: “Evacuate the crowd quickly!”
"Terror. Bomb on the car."
"Block the car at the intersection ahead, that's where there's the most space."
Several police cars sped forward in pursuit of the vehicle, while some officers ran frantically along the road, setting up barriers and clearing the crowd.
The person who was already running frantically forward ran towards the police, no one knew where that death car would charge next, at least it was safe to come to the police.
More people seeking refuge crowded into the restaurant where they were.
Chen Ling reviewed the situation, and despite having foot pain, she helped organize the restaurant with her child and Xu Haocheng, Zhang Teacher.
At that moment, a deafening roar echoed through the air. The already cracked glass windows trembled violently and shattered into a thousand pieces with a loud crash.
Flames shot into the sky, and countless screams echoed through the air.
It was that death car that exploded.
Chen Ling's whole body went numb. Facing death so closely for the first time, she felt no relief after surviving, only endless pain.
The streets outside were a horrifying sight. There were countless ambulances and police cars, but there were too many casualties for them to treat. Many of the injured could only lie on the ground, moaning in pain.
Chen Ning clutched the child's hand tightly, intending to retreat first to another street, their hotel location. But as soon as they stepped out of the restaurant, they heard a cacophony of cries for help, some in Chinese.
Her scalp tightened, and she looked in the direction of the sound. She saw a man in his sixties lying on the ground, with a woman of a similar age beside him, constantly urging him to hold on.
The child she was holding, also cried out, "Grandfather, Grandmother."
They ran towards them.
Are these the family members of a lost child
Chen Ling now felt no pain in her feet, and she hurried over to ask, "Is there anything I can help you with"
The woman, hearing the familiar language, turned back and said: “Help him quickly, save him.”
Chen Ning lowered her head to quickly check, the man had no reaction, his heartbeat seemed to have stopped. She hurriedly squatted down and began CPR on him.
A woman was beside herself, holding a child and crying intermittently. Chen Ning knew they were a couple traveling with their grandson as part of a tour group. During the dangerous attack, they had become separated from the rest of the group.
Chen Ning's emergency medical knowledge was only from training, she had no practical experience. Fortunately, her technique was precise and she was strong, so after repeatedly pressing, the elderly person's pale blue face finally regained blood and breathing. However, immediate treatment was still necessary, otherwise the risk was still very high.
She got up and shouted for help in French to the medical staff, but no one paid attention to her, and her cries were quickly drowned out by other calls for help.
Perhaps because of her duty or perhaps out of fellow countrymen's sentiment, she must protect any Chinese citizen who gets injured overseas.
She stumbled to an ambulance and, grabbing a doctor, rattled off a few words quickly, not giving the doctor time to resist. She pulled the doctor to the man's side, and together they lifted him onto a stretcher and into the ambulance. Seeing that a nurse was already tending to him inside, she finally relaxed.
"Girl, thank you, thank you so much." The woman hugged her granddaughter and kept thanking her over and over.
Chen Ning waved her hand and simply asked, "How many people are in your tour group"
More than twenty people.
"Were you all sightseeing here just now"
"Yes, the tour guide brought us here. We were supposed to go to a restaurant for dinner after the visit, but who knew this would happen."
"Take good care of your uncle. Here is the embassy's phone number, and mine. If you can't get in touch with the tour guide, please contact me anytime."
Chen Ling hung up the phone hurriedly and without lingering, turned to find Xu Haichen and Teacher Zhang to tell them that there were at least twenty more Chinese citizens in the area.
Xu Haichen and Teacher Zhang were right nearby. Xu Haichen went around looking for fellow Chinese people, and once he found them, he arranged for them to sit in a safe place.
Mr. Zhang was on the phone, communicating with the embassy to ask them to send medical staff from the embassy over, as there were compatriots who needed treatment here.
Chen Ling ran to help them, there were too many injured people, it was shocking. Some who had no vital signs were covered with cloth by the police on the roadside.
After being overcome with fear and grief, people become surprisingly clear-headed. They lose all desire for anything else and focus solely on saving lives.
At this moment, it was morning in China. Song Jingye woke up as usual and prepared to go to Base 10. His phone screen was still showing the chat dialog box he had exchanged with Chen Ling a few hours ago.
As the dialog box closed, a news notification popped up on her phone. It was about France. Because she was there, he felt more sensitive to it than usual.
The news footage was chaotic, filled with a cacophony of sound. Countless terrified screams mingled with the jarring crack of gunfire. Even through the screen, he could instantly identify the type of weapon being used and grasp the severity of the situation.e this now, Lu Kuo is actually leaving, what about sibling loveAt this moment, she couldn't help but worry about her fate years later. Had she been neglected to this extent No one cared for her, no on...