Beetlefly (novella)

About This Novel

The sport of long-distance running that Xiao Wu had practiced for ten years saved his life at a critical moment. When the watermelon knife struck with the sound of wind, he subconsciously tilted his head. He was lucky to have saved his head when the second knife fell on his shoulder. He touched it with his hand and saw that the blood was black under the dim street light. Xiao Wu turned around and ran away, and the frightened passers-by all moved out of the way. He was like a stone thrown into the water, water splashed everywhere, the wind whistled in his ears, and the footsteps behind him were out of rhythm. Xiao Wu ran through three streets and finally got rid of the hawker chasing him with a knife. He was like a dog in summer, with his mouth open and his tongue hanging out, and he lay tiredly on the side of the road. There was a sharp pain in his shoulder. What he thought was sweat before was actually full of blood. Xiao Wu took off his clothes and tied the wound. The cell phone in his pocket rang: "Get back here right away," Captain Liu roared on the phone.

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