Chapter 406 : Black Street Racing: A Wisp of Red Blood
"Is that enough?" She Moyang moved her mouth in front of me, and a wisp of red blood flowed from her pale lips.
After he finished speaking indifferently, he stood up as if nothing had happened and started to walk away calmly.
I was left in a daze. He saved me. If a Harley motorcycle really hit me on the head, everyone would be dead.
But why did he save me? Is he feeling guilty? Is this really the case?
"Mo..." Hei Canji shouted in panic, making me jump up from the ground quickly.
She Moyang, that proud figure fell down
"Get in the car and go to the hospital." Leng Yuge walked up quickly and ordered to help She Moyang, who had fainted, into his car.
He was not as calm as before, but instead seemed to be worried about something important.
Looking at She Moyang being helped into the car, I didn’t know what I was going to do. It was all because of me. Everything was because of me.
It's my willfulness, it's my arrogance... If it weren't for me, maybe there wouldn't be all the accidents I have now
"Stupid girls are not so easily defeated. The hospital welcomes those of you who are looking for boredom."
When I was feeling guilty and confused, it was Leng Yuge who pulled me into the passenger seat.
Having known Leng Yuge for so long, he seems to be used to calling me silly girl now.
I am the person he can talk to the most, maybe...excluding Wei!
Sitting in the passenger seat, Leng Yuge pulled up the roof of the car, started the accelerator and roared out.
I scratched my skin with both hands and kept looking at the cold night outside the car window.
I dare not look at the two unconscious people in the back seat, nor can I see the expressions of Darius and Hei Canji at this moment.
I opened my eyes wide. Dots of lights gradually appeared in the night outside the car window. With the rapid speed of the car, there were more and more lights.
My chaotic brain is gradually clearing up. I cannot lose my mind. There is no use in blaming myself. I must calm down.
Leng Yu Pavilion was flying all the way, and his solemn expression began to become anxious.
Inside the car, except for the roar of the rapid wind, no one else spoke, and the atmosphere was eerie and terrifying.
I didn’t know what to say. I kept looking at my blurry shadow reflected on the car window, feeling embarrassed and a little lonely.
Tired, my heart is tired
As the car shuttled on the city's roads, the sound of sirens seemed to never stop. As if aware of our hurry, all the vehicles gave way to a lane.