Mu Xiaoxiao was startled. She thought back about how those people had fired at them when they were escaping.
Could he have been shot?
However, Jun Zeye looked indifferent as he said, "No, my previous wound reopened."
Mu Xiaoxiao doubted his words. However, even if he were injured right now, going to the hospital was not an option .
"What should we do?" she asked. The rain was pouring now and they were soaked to the bone. They were unfamiliar with the terrain and did not know where to go either.
Jun Zeye said, "We'll find shelter from the rain first."
"Okay."
Their main priority was safety. Thus, they did not dare to hide nearby, instead choosing to walk a little further.
Finally, they found what looked like an abandoned factory.
Upon opening the door, a pungent odor assaulted their nose.
Mu Xiaoxiao wrinkled her nose.
Luckily, there was a little room beside it which was slightly cleaner.