Chapter 430: I'm a drunk driver, not intentional homicide
Zhong Xiao's movements were very fast, and at this juncture, everyone was nervous, so after receiving Zhong Li's call, the people near Zhong's house arrived at the scene in less than three minutes.
But when they arrived, all they saw was a mess and Zhong Li's corpse still hot.
"Fuck it!" Zhong Xiao's face was gloomy when he saw this scene.
"Did the Shen family or Su Rui do it?" someone next to him asked cautiously.
"I hope they did it......" Zhong Xiao squinted his eyes and said word by word: "If they didn't do it, it would be even more troublesome!"
The moment Zhong Xiao saw Zhong Li's corpse, he suddenly remembered Zhong Ping's rigid attitude when he left the villa, and his originally good mood suddenly sank.
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"Auntie...... Just now came the news that Zhong Li is dead. On a black Bentley sedan, the white-gloved driver hung up the phone, and said softly to Zhong Suhua with a not very good-looking face.
Zhong Suhua, who was sitting in the back seat, opened his eyes in astonishment.
"He was shot more than a dozen times and died on the spot. The driver said.
"Who did it?"
"I don't know. The driver shook his head.
Zhong Suhua was stunned, she frowned and began to think.
This morning, the position of the leader of the Zhong family has just been determined, Zhong Nan was first injected with drugs and died in the hospital, and Zhong Li was beaten to death on the street.
The Zhong family is still extremely chaotic!
"Auntie, if you don't go home during this time, let's live in the Zhong Mansion. The driver reminded gently.
"It's okay!" Zhong Suhua immediately made a decision, and nodded calmly on the surface.
The Bentley then made a U-turn on the wide boulevard and prepared to slowly drive through the next traffic light intersection.
Airplanes!
At that moment, the sound of the motor on the right side of the road vibrates.
Zhong Suhua slowly turned his head to look over, only to see a muck truck full of earthwork coming, and it was very fast.
"The traffic management department of Yan City should really be rectified, how can this kind of fully loaded muck truck enter the urban area?" Zhong Suhua frowned and complained.
"......" The driver turned his head to look, then just smiled and slowed down slowly, ready to let the muck truck pass first.
Because the driving style of muck trucks across the country is particularly fierce, sometimes they don't care about traffic lights at all.
"Xiao Wang...... Later, you go home and invite the Bodhisattva and Buddha beads I enshrined, and pay special attention to going to Lingyin Temple to ask Master Puhui to open the altar, otherwise the Bodhisattva statue can't be moved......" Zhong Suhua chattered at the driver Xiao Wang.
"Good! good!" Xiao Wang nodded repeatedly.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of violent brakes from the muck truck at the intersection!
Squeak!
Brush!
Xiao Wang and Zhong Suhua instinctively turned their heads to look in that direction.
With the sound of tooth acid brakes, followed by a violent "rattle" sound from the muck truck!
"Damn!" Xiao Wang sat in the main driver, watching the loose muck truck speeding towards him, and then his eyes were clouded.
"Reverse!" Zhong Suhua hurriedly shouted.
Sometimes, when faced with such a sudden situation, the human brain does not react so quickly.
Xiao Wang instinctively went to the steering wheel.
Peng!
There was a dull loud bang.
The pedestrians next to the intersection watched as the front of the right side of the Bentley was smashed by a huge muck truck in an instant, and the body fragments rose seven or eight meters into the sky before falling heavily to the ground.
Creak!
Although the custom-made Bentley with a weight of nearly three tons is far safer than the average sedan, it is only relative.
In front of a muck truck with a full cargo weight of up to twenty tons, there is no car at all that can withstand such an impact!
The Bentley was pushed against the pier of the tunnel in front of the intersection, and the tires rubbed violently on the ground, giving off the smell of rubber rubbing.
In the car, Xiao Wang, who was driving in the position, was surrounded by airbags, but the airbags only protected the moment of impact, and at this time, the body of the Bentley sedan had been violently deformed, and the heavy right door was easily torn like white paper, and the right seat was squeezed over.
In the rear seat, Zhong Suhua, who was covered in blood, had already been sandwiched between the executive seat and the deformed door, and after the impact, he had already been in a brief coma.
But the muck truck has no intention of stopping at all, it uses huge inertia, like a rampaging rhinoceros, to push Bentley directly out of dozens of meters, directly on the pier of the tunnel bridge with a diameter of more than ten meters!
Crash!
Among the two behemoths, the Bentley was brittle like papier-mâché, distorted and deformed in an instant!
More than 20 meters from the intersection to the middle of the tunnel pier, plastic car shells and various car parts were scattered all over the ground, white smoke was emitting from the muck front of the car, and blood flowed to the ground in a line under the already twisted and deformed Bentley chassis.
All those who witnessed it were stunned.
After a few moments, they began to pull out their phones to take pictures.
On the muck truck, a middle-aged man in a greasy camouflage vest jumped down, covered in dirt and with an unpleasant smell in his hair.
He walked to the pier, first took a look at the damage to his car, then walked to the back seat of the Bentley, looked through the broken window and asked, "Are you still alive? Do you need me to call 120?"
Zhong Suhua's hair was messy, her head was slammed against the door frame, and her shoulders were deeply pierced by the steel headrest pins above the seat that had been deformed and twisted for nearly ten centimeters, and her lower body was completely squeezed together by the twisted body, and she couldn't see where the body was and where the body was.
"Who...... Who wants to kill me?" Zhong Suhua asked weakly after hearing the question, his consciousness was briefly awake for a moment.
"......" The muck truck driver did not speak.
"Is it Zhong Ping? I should have thought of it, she is ambitious, how can she give up if she can't sit in that position? But I didn't expect her to be so ruthless......" Zhong Suhua had blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.
In the blood, there are also small pieces of internal organs.
"Do you need me to call 120?" the muck truck driver repeated with a squint.
"No matter what...... Zhong Qiuyue, are these still the ...... The juniors are all more ruthless than me...... It's all worse than me!" Zhong Suhua's body squirmed for a moment, then he coughed in his mouth, and said in a blank state: "I knew better, I didn't care about these......
After Zhong Suhua said this, he stared at his bleeding eyes, and his body slowly lost its temperature.
Fifteen minutes later.
The Zhong family and the traffic police rushed to the scene together.
"I drank too much, and the construction site was urging tightly, and something happened in a trance. The muck truck driver said to the traffic police with an expressionless face: "I am fully responsible, I admit it!" But I caused the accident by drunk driving, not intentional homicide!"