Xiao Dao sensed that something was wrong, and began to get nervous, his right hand took out the sharp knife that he relied on to become famous from his pocket, stretched it forward against Wang Huan's right neck, and shouted: "Slow down! Drive slowly! Why are you driving so fast? Do you want to die?"

Wang Huan sneered: "If you want to die, cut it off my neck, now the speed of the car has reached one hundred and eleven, if it gets out of control, you know what the consequences will be." ”

The knife was frightened and angry, anxious and afraid, pressed the blade to his right neck, and scolded: "I'll let you slow down, why don't you give me nonsense, if you don't slow down, I'll kill you first!"

Wang Huan smiled and said: "Then you can cut it off, I have children and daughters anyway, and I have enjoyed all the blessings I deserve, and I have lived enough, and I am not afraid of death, but what about you, have you lived enough? Are you afraid of death?"

It's really strange to say, Xiao Dao, an outlaw killer who is used to pinning his head to his trouser belt, no matter how powerful the enemy is in the past, how dangerous the scene, he dares to rush up and kill without his life, and at this moment he was extremely afraid, not only did he not dare to attack Wang Huan, but he put the knife back and shouted in panic: "Brother Huan, what are you kidding? Slow down, such a high speed will crash at the intersection." Everything is easy to discuss, you must not be impulsive, ah...... I'll wipe it, it's all one hundred and three, you're going to die, you want to die yourself, don't pull me, slow down, I'll wipe your old sister and her second aunt......"

The tachometer on the dashboard, the pointer has reached one hundred and three, and the car is like a ghost sports car, fleeting in the dark night, passers-by can't see its shadow clearly, only feel the huge wind force it brings.

But the car continues to accelerate!

Wang Huan didn't feel anything about such a high speed, his eyes just stared at the road environment in front of him, and his sharp eyes were full of determination and perseverance.

The knife was so frightened at this time that he was restless, and he had already thrown the knife in his hand to the adjacent seat, first refusing the backrest of the front seat with both hands, wanting to resist a possible car accident, and then realized that it seemed wrong to do so, once a car accident occurred, his arms were afraid that he would break first, so he hurriedly retracted back into the back seat, and hurriedly went to get the seat belt next to him.

Wang Huan observed his movements through the rearview mirror, smiled coldly, pressed the operation button on the driver's window, and lowered all four windows. The wind howled, and the wind rushed into the car, as if a Category 10 hurricane was surrounding the car.

The knife just grabbed the seat belt, and before he could fasten it, he noticed his action, and he was so frightened that he was about to cry, crying out: "Brother Huan, you are crazy, don't take me with ......you if you want to die"

Before he could finish his sentence, a huge intersection appeared in front of him, and at this time, there was a red light in front of him, but there were no vehicles and pedestrians at the four intersections, and it was a completely empty intersection.

When Wang Huan saw this scene, his eyes lit up, two fine lights burst out in his eyes, and when he drove to the intersection, he suddenly broke the steering wheel to the left, leaned his upper body on the seat, turned his head to avoid the front, and closed his eyes unwillingly and angrily.

The car, which was traveling at a speed of up to 140 kilometers per hour, overturned in an instant because of Wang Huan's rapid left turn. The knife in the back seat only had time to let out a miserable scream, and the car was already flying in the air after hitting the ground, spinning diagonally to the opposite lane. The car flew out of more than ten meters and then fell to the ground, and after colliding with the road, it flew up again in the air, rolled and rushed forward.

That is, in this roll, the knife was thrown out of the left rear window of the car, as if there was no weight, flew straight into the air, flew up more than ten meters, only because of castration, fell down, hit the ground heavily, after a few rolls, fell on his back to the ground and did not move, the back of his head instantly poured out of the gushing blood, and the blood was also washed with something similar to flesh. The blood flow was large and fast, that is, more than ten seconds of work, and it had soaked him. He was unaware of this, his face was frightened, and his eyes were wide as if he were still alive......

The car flew out thirty or forty meters before it came to a complete stop, and by coincidence, it landed head-on. Fortunately, the section of the road chosen by Wang Huan was excellent, there was no one at the intersection and nearby, and it was midnight, so it avoided hurting the innocent.

The car had been smashed beyond recognition, the passenger door and the right rear door were wide open, the fuel tank was ruptured, and the gasoline was flowing to the ground. In the car, Wang Huan fell sideways in the driver's seat, motionless, his eyes closed, as if he was dead, the A-pillar and B-pillar airbags had been popped, and the driver's airbags on the steering wheel did not move.

After a long time, almost a quarter of an hour, Wang Huan let out a heavy breath, slowly opened his eyes, and woke up, he wanted to look up at the environment, but found that he couldn't lift up at all, he wanted to sit up and get up, but he didn't have any sensation below his waist, and he couldn't move at all. In the end, he saved up his strength for a long time, used his left arm, took out his mobile phone from his left trouser pocket, took it in front of him, looked at it with his eyes, and dialed the phone to Han Jin.

"I ...... I...... Call...... I was discovered by him, and he sent ...... Send a knife to catch me, I don't ...... I didn't want to be caught, so I made it...... I caused a car accident, and now on the road to happiness, I'm almost ...... It's almost gone, you ...... You don't have to worry about me, go and ...... To transfer my family, I ...... I'm afraid...... I'm afraid I'll get into their troubles, so go! I didn't sell ...... Sell you, I'...... I'd rather die than do anything bad......"

Wang Huan struggled to say this, he was already out of breath, he couldn't speak anymore, he didn't care about Han Jinzai's extremely surprised questioning, hung up the phone, and deleted all the call records with him, and then he couldn't hold on anymore, his left hand was loosened, the phone fell off, his left arm also drooped down, and the person closed his eyes and fainted again.

In less than five minutes, Han Jin rushed to the scene of the car accident with his son Han Zhifei. It's not that their father and son came quickly, but Wang Huan originally drove to Han Jin's house, and Happiness Road is not far from Han Jin's family.

In fact, after Wang Huan was forced into the car by Xiaodao, he had already made a decision to die with Xiaodao, and he couldn't be brought to Han Shui by him when he died, let alone let him pass the content of the call he heard to Han Shui's ears, and also took into account that he should protect himself as much as possible, once he was lucky enough not to die on the spot, he could still leave a message to Han Jin, so he put on a seat belt after starting the engine, and Xiaodao didn't know his plan, so he didn't wear a seat belt, and when he wanted to tie it, it was too late, and Wang Huan suddenly started, so he ran directly to the Yama Hall to report。

As for choosing to drive to Han Jin's house, Wang Huan also wanted to let Han Jin know about this change as soon as possible, so that he could analyze the danger and make the most correct response.

I have to say that Wang Huan was very thoughtful at the moment of crisis, and this also avoided further collapse of the situation.

Han Jin jumped out of the car in disheveled clothes, still wearing slippers on his feet, he hurriedly ran to Wang Huan's car, opened the driver's door and looked, and saw Wang Huan lying on his side in the driver's seat, motionless as if dead, and then thought of the last sentence he said on the phone just now, "I'd rather die than do bad things", his eyes turned red instantly, tears flowed out, and he endured the sadness in his heart and called softly: "Huanzi, Huanzi, wake up, I'm coming, wake up quickly......"

Han Zhifei leaned to the side, looked at it a few times, and said, "Dad, you get up first, I'll help him up." ”

Han Jin hurriedly stopped: "Don't move him! You see that there is no blood on his body at all, but just now he told me on the phone that he is about to die, it must be an internal injury, I don't know if it is a bone injury or an internal organ injury, in short, you can't move him, you quickly call the emergency number." ”

Han Zhifei sighed, stood beside him, and took out his mobile phone to dial one or two zero.

Han Jin reached over, patted Wang Huan's cheek gently, and said in a louder voice: "Huanzi, wake up, I'm here, Huanzi ......"

After Han Zhifei made the emergency call, two minutes later, Wang Huan was finally woken up by Han Jin.

Wang Huan looked at Han Jin, who was in tears, a little stupid, and only recognized him after half a ring, and said in a weak tone: "I'm not dead yet?"

Han Jin wiped away his tears and said, "No, absolutely not, how could you die, you are a good man, a good man will not die so soon...... No, they won't die, how can a good man die?"

Han Zhifei also said: "Uncle Wang, don't worry, the ambulance will come soon, if you hold on for a while, you will definitely be fine." ”

Wang Huan snorted, gathered his strength, and said, "You go and see the knife to see if he is dead." ”

Han Jin instructed Han Zhifei: "You go and have a look." ”

Han Zhifei turned around and ran eastward, in fact, he had just noticed a person lying on the sidewalk more than twenty meters away, but he didn't realize that it was a knife, and now he realized that it was a knife, he was thrown out of the car, and he didn't move for a long time, and he was probably dead.

Ran to the front to take a look, and sure enough, the blood flowing from the knife had formed a huge pool of blood, soaking his whole body, and the blood in the back of his head still carried something like yellow and white flesh. Even if Han Zhifei didn't take a physiology class, he can understand now that it was the brains of a knife, and even the brains flowed out, does this person still want to live?

Han Zhifei frowned, a look of pain appeared on his face, as if it was not the knife that died, but himself, only to feel that the bloody breath in his nose was getting thicker and thicker, and gradually felt nauseated, and he turned around and wanted to return to his father, but after thinking about it, he squatted down again, reached out and touched the pulse of the knife, and after touching it for less than ten seconds, he couldn't feel a single pulse, nodded, got up and returned to Han Jin's side, and said, "The knife is dead!"

Han Jin immediately relayed it to Wang Huan to know.

Wang Huan's face was decadent and pale, just like a paper man, and after hearing this, he said: "I'm worried, so I'll ...... Even if the knife dies, it will be ...... was suspected by him, after all...... After all, the knife was sent by him to follow and spy on me, and if something happened to the knife, I ...... I was the first person to be suspected. Still...... Also, he's already suspicious of you. ”