Ye Zhihan didn't expect that this driver would dare to give him this hand, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sinister smile, "If you want to run, unless you leave your life behind?" ”

As he spoke, he tugged on the hand of the car door, and slammed it hard, while the car was pulled away, Ye Zhihan's other hand had already stretched out, intending to choke that person's neck, people who walk at night may really be more courageous than ordinary people, Ye Zhihan's hand has not reached that person's neck, and the hand inside that person actually has an extra iron rod, which slammed into Ye Zhihan's stomach, to Ye Zhihan's surprise, just in case, Ye Zhihan still dodged sideways, and when the stick stretched out of the car, Ye Zhihan really saw it, what about the sky? What this person was holding in his hand turned out to be an electric baton, but fortunately he dodged it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ye Zhihan turned sideways, dodged the electric baton, and quickly grabbed the person's wrist with his hand, "Let go of me?" Let me go? Who the hell are you? ”

The man's panicked and hoarse voice shouted, Ye Zhihan's hand pulled out violently, and the man "Oops! With a bang, he was dragged out of the car by Ye Zhihan, and the electric baton landed with a crisp sound, and the person was forced to fall to the ground.

"No, you can't do this, don't steal my car?"

"You, you're not allowed to go?"

Ye Zhihan had a cold face, he didn't even look at the middle-aged man who was thrown to the ground, moaning, muttering in pain, the car didn't turn off, Ye Zhihan got into the car, quickly turned the head of the car, leaned over the roadside, got out of the car, helped Yan Song into the car as quickly as possible, and drove away.

Ye Zhihan added the throttle to the end, and the speed of the car was amazing.

Yan Song's face turned black, which was a symptom of dryness, and it was really time to run out of oil and dry up.

Ye Zhihan glanced at the corner of his eyes again, Yan Song, who was leaning on the passenger seat, wished that the car could fly up and reach Fang Yu's house in one step.

The car that was originally speeding away, for some reason? There was another "boom" sound of rapid braking, Ye Zhihan braked quickly, quickly turned around, and went back?

In the middle of the night, so close to the deserted village?

What if, what if the driver was met by a ghost zombie just now?

Ye Zhihan glanced at Yan Song again, Yan Song had already fallen into a coma, although he wanted to save Yan Song, but he couldn't hurt other people's lives because of this?

The driver is innocent, rushing in the middle of the night, and people may also have urgent matters to deal with? If you rob someone's car and throw them on the road, if you lose your life, isn't it evil?

Ye Zhihan frowned, the car returned, braked suddenly, and the car stopped next to the man who was moaning on the ground.

The car door opened, and he roared in a suppressed voice, "Get in the car, hurry up, or I'll run you over directly?" ”

The middle-aged man lying on the ground never expected that the car was driven away and came back, seeing Ye Zhihan speaking so fiercely, his eyes were even more terrifying, although his body fell on the cement road, the pain was a little unbearable, but it was much more comfortable than being run over by a car, right? Enduring the pain, he shouted in a trembling voice, "Don't, don't, I, I, get in the car!" ”

The electric baton was beside him, and although his body hurt a little unbearable, he still reached out and tried to pick it up from the ground, but before his hand touched the electric baton, a big foot was already stepping on it.

"Get in the car, hurry?"

Ye Zhihan's cold eyes looked at the half-lying person on the ground.

Where did the people on the ground dare to hesitate, grinning in pain, getting up from the ground, pressing their hands on the painful waist that had been fallen, and walking to the car.

Ye Zhihan bent down, picked up the electric baton, saw the driver pull the car door, got into the back seat, quickly got into the car, turned the front of the car, and drove in the direction of Fang Yu's house. (To be continued.) )