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In the narrow and long alley, Lu Xiaowu was leading an old lady with white hair who was leaning on a walking stick. Lu Xiaogun was worried and immediately ran forward.
Lightning was not as fast as it usually was. It ran behind Lu Xiaogun, its body still vigorous and valiant.
When it was a few meters away from the old lady, Lu Xiaogun suddenly stopped. His wise big eyes looked at the back of the old lady's head. Under her white hair that was almost to her neck, her black hair was exposed!
"Lu Xiaowu!" He quickly ran forward and grabbed her. He grabbed Lu Xiaowu's hand and pulled hard, protecting her by putting her behind him.
When the old lady saw Lu Xiaogun coming, she looked around. Four tall men came out of a van not far away. They were all wearing masks and were striding over.
"Lu Xiaowu! Run!" Lu Xiaogun shouted.