Chapter 158 I’m Wilcox Jensen

• It was the sound of someone whimpering and grunting. When Diane took a closer look, she was surprised to discover that what she had thought to be a pile of rubbish and miscellaneous items ahead of her was actually a person lying on the ground. The person was dressed in black, so she didn’t see him clearly at first. In other words, she didn’t realize it was a living creature until she stared at the person at this moment.
• After looking back and forth at the lights in the distance, she plucked up her courage and walked up to the person lying on the ground. It was a man, but she couldn’t see his face clearly since it was too dark. She could only see indistinctly that it was a man of big and square frame, and he didn’t look like a tramp since he was dressed in a suit and leather shoes.
• Diane stooped down to get a closer look at the man when a faint smell of blood assailed her nose. She was astounded by this and immediately cried out, “Are you wounded?” Only then did the lump of flesh on the ground respond. He raised his head with great effort as if trying to look at her, only to grunt in pain as soon as he moved his upper body.