Noah’s wrists were covered in severe wounds.
Jane held Noah’s arms with both of her hands and asked in tears, "Noah, you...what happened to you?"
Noah's mother rushed over, crying. "My son, what happened to you? Who hit you?"
Noah smiled instead. "Mom! We've been set up. Both you and Jane should run away as far as you can go."
"No..."
"Who was it who beat you up so badly?" Jane cried.
Noah shook his head. "We’re no match for them, Jane. I'm fine. Take my mother with you and go far away. Don't have any forms of interactions with Alex from now on, and don't trust him ever again. Listen to me. Take my mother and run. Go as far as you can."
"No...," Jane roared with all her might.
At that moment, a few people swarmed in and they indiscriminately turned the restaurant upside down. They had found a bag substance from an unknown location. The substance was very white and it was in powder form.
It was the same cheesy old man from yesterday that came to the front of Noah. "Hill, you're indeed dishonest! Let’s see how you can still deny it with this evidence! Let’s go. I'll hand you to the police now!"
Noah struggled with all his might. "I'll go to the police myself!"
The cheesy old man snorted coldly. "That's not up to you!"
After saying that, he then let a few people drag Noah straight into the car.
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