"Ambulance? You don't want me to call an ambulance for you, do you? Song Haiyue, did I hear you correctly? You actually asked me for help? Hahaha... Since I want to kill this bastard, how can I help?
Did you call an ambulance?" As if he heard some joke, Du Yunyan picked his ears, let out a sharp laugh, then raised his foot again and kicked Haiyue hard in the stomach...
The luxurious car was running wildly on the road at a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour.[
Driving at a speed that ignored the red light, their car was followed by several police cars with sirens blaring.
Moreover, as the driving distance increases, new police cars continue to join...
There were constant sounds of braking and collisions all around. Although no traffic accidents were caused, this desperate speeding had seriously affected the traffic.
Despite this, Sikong Jingqiu kept urging Butler Li to speed up the car.
Just like in a police movie, several cars are chasing each other at high speed on the road...
The originally forty-minute drive took them only fifteen minutes before the car arrived.
As soon as the car stopped in front of Yi Zhentian's villa, Sikong Jingqiu immediately unbuckled his seat belt and opened the car door without saying a word.
Butler Li and the accompanying servants also got out of the car and divided into two parts. One part went to deal with the police car that came later, and the other part quickly rushed into the villa.
Butler Li carried Sikong Jingqiu into the wheelchair, pushed him and rushed into the villa.
Because of the sound of sirens and the fact that there were still reporters outside the villa, Yi Zhentian's men did not dare to be too presumptuous, and they entered the villa smoothly.
While rushing in, Sikong Jingqiu screamed, "Song Haiyue, where is she?!"