Just then, the gunman came out from the direction of the dormitory. When he saw Wang Yi running toward the school building, he immediately fired a burst.
Wang Yi was hit in the shoulder and fell forward to the ground.
He quickly rolled with the momentum.
He rolled into the bushes beside him.
Outside the school gate, Nicole saw Wang Yi go down and let out a scream.
"Wang..."
Still screaming, she tried to rush into the kindergarten, but several mothers nearby joined forces to hold her back.
"No, no, Nicole. Oh, God, please calm down!"
"Nicole, Wang is only a little hurt, and the gunman isn't chasing him right now."
At the same time, several fathers came over and held Nicole back, not letting her put herself in danger.
By then, Wang Yi had hidden in the bushes.
With his back against a tree trunk, he looked back at the gunman. The man wasn't paying him any attention and continued toward the school building.
His target was obviously the children.
Wang Yi touched his left shoulder.
His hand came away covered in blood.
The sharp pain made him suck in a breath.
Fortunately, the bullet had only grazed him and hadn't hit the bone.
Meanwhile, inside the school building—a miniature version of the magical academy from Harry Potter—
On the first floor, two teachers and a group of children were huddled in a classroom on the left.
Mrs. Smith, a young, beautiful woman, held a child on either side of her, comforting them.
"Don't be afraid. The police will be here soon. Don't cry—try to stay quiet. The police will come and save us soon!"
As she comforted the children, the kindergarten's principal, Mrs. Jones, silently steeled herself.
She was afraid of dying too, but under no circumstances would