The reporters surrounding the fence saw the car appear with sharp eyes, and hurriedly wanted to rush up.

But this time they were not as easy as before to contain the river fence, and before they could get close, they were stopped by a group of black-clothed bodyguards.

When Master Luo entered the gate of the villa, he felt a faint vitality draining, and as soon as the car stopped, he hurriedly opened the door.

As a result, I didn't pay attention, and when I bumped it, the whole door was pulled down.

“...”

looked at the door in his hand and the car left his body, was silent for a second, pretended to be calm, and then decisively stuffed the door in, turned around and ran.

The heart is crazy and shouts: Ahhhh How could she accidentally make a mistake again, she is really a lady.

Not violent at all.

Jin Yanzhi looked at the fourth car with the scrapped door, and was also silent, with a blank expression.

Is he really going to collect all seven?

He has changed four brands for this car, what should the next brand use?

Or do you really invest in building your own car factory?

The corners of his mouth twitched invisibly, and he stepped out of the car, and the coldness of his whole body suddenly pressed the already stunned reporter, his feet fixed on the spot, and he didn't dare to move.

waited for the other side to go before muttering.

"Who was that just now?"

"I saw Miss Luo tear down the car door with her bare hands, is it true?"

"That man is scary, but it feels familiar."

"Do any of you know what Miss Luo's danger index is? Are we going to bump into it again, will we... Beaten? ”

The reporters looked at each other for a long time, and a female reporter with a big black frame and freckles on her face said with a stiff neck.

"Go, why don't you go, if you do it, just reveal her true colors."

When everyone heard this, they immediately felt reasonable.

"Yes, yes, let's go, they're going to see the wounded."

"The ambulance hasn't come for so long, and there were people over there just now shouting that the seriously injured person is not good, I'm afraid he won't die here."

"It's better to die here, the headlines are there." The freckled female reporter answered viciously, and her eyes were full of malice.

Many of the people on the construction site knew Master Luo, and although she didn't appear here every day, she would occasionally come over to have a look.

When he saw her coming, he hurriedly and anxiously greeted her.

"Miss Luo, Luo Da is dying, what should I do?"

"Miss Luo, when will the ambulance come, it's going to die."

Jiang Liang also looked nervous, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

Master Luo raised his hand and reassured: "Don't worry, I'll take a look first, don't worry, I'm here, and death doesn't want to rob people in my hands." ”

"Snort, big talk." A mockery came from behind, and Master Luo turned around, just in time to see the freckled female reporter with her nostrils facing the sky, and she looked disdainful of her.

A sneer rose at the corner of his lips, and he put the little fox cub on his shoulder and took out a disinfectant tissue from his small bag.

While wiping your hands, you squat down and carefully examine the injury.

Lying on the ground was a middle-aged man in his forties, his left hand and right foot had been twisted and were still bleeding.

Because the injury was too serious, everyone didn't dare to move easily, what would it look like if he fell, what would it look like.

Master Luo carefully tugged at his sleeve, exposed his wrist, and pressed it.

The pulse was still beating, but it was faintly close to nothing.

The pure aura immediately flowed slowly into the seriously injured body along the fingers, and the other hand was not idle, and the silver needle was taken out of the small bag.

"Whoever has a lighter, light it, hedge, you go and get two ice packs and a fixed plank."