Chapter 9 After the Hyundai car he was riding on hit the bridge pier, it made a "bang bang bang" sound. Under the night, you could clearly see sparks popping out, and then there were clouds of sparks.
The fire soon started burning at the front of the car, and it burned more and more fiercely, illuminating the dark night.
Zhuo Ling and He Nanxi turned to look at the same time, only to see fires and explosions a thousand meters ahead.
"Oh my god, I almost turned into a fried meatloaf." Nanxi was terrified for a moment. If she had hesitated just a little bit, she would have been in the sea of fire now.
Zhuo Ling pushed her butt with his knee, "I said... can you get off the car? If you keep pressing me, be careful of me shouting indecent assault."
"..." Nan Xi looked at her current position and felt embarrassed. She was riding on someone else's saddle.
All the cars behind stopped. The drivers couldn't get enough of the view while sitting in the car. They even stepped out of the car to see. The fire ignited with a crackling sound. The modern car was burned to the ground in full view of everyone.
The wreckage.
The siren sounded, and a police car in front drove over and stopped in front of the Lamborghini. To the traffic police, the license plate number is like a code. You can tell the person with the number at a glance.
"Young Master Zhuo Er, what's going on? Whose car is that?"
The car door opened and He Nanxi slowly climbed out. Her legs were still soft and her body was still shaking uncontrollably.
Zhuo Ling got out of the car and while arranging his clothes, he said: "Oh, I don't know. I saw this lady was driving very fast, so fast that she couldn't stop. I also want to know what happened.
What's going on?" He turned the conversation directly to Nancy Ho.
He Nanxi calmed down and said: "Mr. policeman, I don't know what's going on. I'm just a driver. This is the guest's car. The brakes don't work if you drive it. If it weren't for this gentleman,
Help, I’ll go with that car.”
She will also look at the situation. How can the traffic police have such a good attitude at ordinary times? Please show your ID card and driver's license as soon as you get out of line. Now when you speak, you will say "Master Zhuo", what a difference.
She walked up to Zhuo Ling and burst into tears of gratitude, "Mr. Zhuo, thank you for saving my life." If the plot required it, she could burst into tears. If she held her eyelids open for ten seconds, she would definitely shed tears.
Zhuo Ling raised his eyebrows and said humbly: "You're welcome."
The traffic police asked a few more questions according to the rules, and then left, just like that! He Nanxi was surprised for a long time. The whole car was destroyed, and it even hit the bridge pier. Such a fast speed and such a violent impact,
I don’t know if it has any impact on the viaduct, but it’s just that.
For the first time, she felt that the traffic police were also good people.
The traffic police car drove far away. Adu, who had been sitting in the cab and couldn't get out, suddenly asked: "Mr. Zhuo, the car is so burned, the police can't find out that someone touched the brakes?"
"No, there might be a ghost..." After Zhuo Ling said the last word, he paused and his expression froze on his face. He smiled at He Nan Xigan, "Ahem,
That car’s brakes don’t work, hehehe.”
Adu also realized that he had made a mistake, so he reached out and slapped his lips.
He Nanxi glanced at Adu sideways, and then glared at Zhuo Ling. She was not a fool, she understood everything, "It was you who acted in the car!" She affirmed, pointing at Zhuo Ling, "No wonder you
You drove a car to chase me, and even sent out a convoy to play tricks on me. It turns out you were the one who tampered with me in the car, which is obscene, despicable and dirty!"
At this time, Zhuo Ling couldn't even wash his mind after jumping into the Yellow River. He never bothered to explain, but now he wanted to explain, but he didn't know how.
Adu timidly said: "It's none of Mr. Zhuo's business, it's my own decision."
To He Nanxi, these words were simply meant to excuse Zhuo Ling. She snorted coldly, "Humph, you dare to do something but don't take it seriously, and you still want to find someone else to replace you. You are really not a man. Don't expect me to thank you."
Zhuo Ling crossed his arms around his chest and leaned his butt against the car door. He completely gave up on explaining. He raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly: "So what if I did it? He Nanxi, I just want you to know that you offended me."
It would be easy for me to kill you, but your life is just like an ant in my eyes."
He Nanxi sneered. She also had a strong-willed nature. "Mr. Zhuo, I want to call the police. You must be responsible for what you did." As she said that, she ran towards the police car.
"Call the police," Zhuo Ling also shouted, "I wanted to call the police a long time ago, and you should be responsible for what you did." Seeing that He Nanxi was still running, he raised his voice even more, "All the losses here have been
I will compensate. If you scratch my car, you will also have to compensate, three forks, six million." He stretched out his arm and made a "six" sign with his fingers.
He Nanxi stopped, six million, she had never even exceeded sixty thousand in her life, six million, that was simply an astronomical number. She turned back and asked weakly, "I just made a few strokes."
It’s just a wire, does it have to be so expensive?!”
"A few wires, haha, then I have to thank you for your mercy. A few wires, those few wires of yours, destroyed half of my car, and the whole car had to be repainted."
"..."
"What? Aren't you going to call the police? The police are right there, go ahead."
He Nanxi stood still, a gust of night wind blew by, and her shoulder-length hair was blown messy and flying. In front of six million people, she had to give in.
Poor people should not talk about self-esteem.
Zhuo Ling smoothed his messed up hair and strode over. At 1.83 meters tall, he was a full 20 centimeters taller than her. When he stood in front of her, there was a shadow in front of her eyes.
She asked hesitantly: "What... do you want to do? You don't need money, you just need your life." Isn't it just death? Just like the feeling just now, it only takes a moment.
She finally gave in. Money can make all the difference. What can't you do with money? Zhuo Ling smiled, very contemptuously. He was laughing at her, "If you want to be strong, you must first take responsibility."
It's up to you to say whether you dare to take responsibility or not."
"..." He Nanxi pursed her lips. She regretted how much she scratched his car with the key. She felt so good at scratching his car with the key. It was so good that even her little self-esteem was gone.
Zhuo Ling looked down at her. She was still the same as that night, with a small face as big as a palm, a pair of watery almond eyes that were extraordinarily bright, with an elegant and charming temperament. The night wind blew, and her loose black hair flew up, and her hair became
The silk gently slid across the tip of his nose.
His hair exuded a faint fragrance, and he was drunk. Even if he didn't drink alcohol today, he was still drunk.