Buick frantically rushed into traffic and crowds of people who were crossing the street.

Like a black cannonball that brings death.

Its speed was so fast that it exceeded 150 kilometers per hour, and the cars and people blocking the road were caught off guard, and all of them were directly knocked into the air.

The screams of the crowd erupted.

The sound of heavy objects colliding sounded one after another.

Pools of blood soon flowed all over the floor, and screams rang out.

Meng Haochen's face was snow-white, and his body trembled slightly involuntarily, and the feeling of the rest of his life after the catastrophe made him feel as if he was in a dream.

Gasping for breath, his amber eyes widened slightly, and his gaze roamed back and forth with Meng Yao's body.

If it weren't for her......

If she hadn't thrown herself down and rolled away, at this moment, among the dead and wounded lying on the ground, there must have been one of them.

"Xiao Chen, it's okay." Meng Yao breathed a sigh of relief and comforted her younger brother first.

She suddenly felt that the ability of this dream was even more powerful than she had imagined, at least, it allowed her to save Meng Haochen.

As soon as Meng Yao wanted to stand up, the pain in her ankle suddenly came again, and she almost fell.

Meng Haochen hurriedly stretched out his hand to support her.

saw in his eyes that his sister's face was wrinkled in pain, but her eyes were full of joy, so brilliant that he was in a trance for a moment.

“…… You're hurt? Meng Haochen said awkwardly.

"It's okay, it's not serious." Meng Yao judged that it should not hurt the bones, and it would be good to raise it for two days.

Meng Haochen hugged her, but he lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, his lips moved a few times, and finally said two words.

“…… Thank you. ”

This little ghost, it's awkward.

"Why are you here?" Meng Haochen suddenly asked again.

"That's, that's ......" Meng Yao's mind spun quickly, "I originally wanted to come to you, and I went to the bookstore to pick up a few reference books, but I happened to save you." ”

Meng Haochen felt that this explanation was a bit reluctant, but he couldn't find a better answer.

Suddenly, Meng Yao's eyes widened!

"Oh no, what about the car I borrowed from someone else?!"

The cold sweat on his body came out, and he looked around.

When she saw the bicycle that had been crushed by the Buick and had almost turned into two pieces, lying alone on the side of the road not far away, there was a bang in her head, like a thunderbolt, and the sky was cracking.

"It's over, it's over." Meng Yao even forgot about the pain in her feet, jumped over with a limp, and then picked up the bicycle.

There was a bang, and the shelves immediately fell apart.

"Gotta lose money." Meng Yao wanted to cry without tears.

This car looks quite high-end, it is light and fast to ride, it is estimated that it is not cheap, I don't know how much it costs.

Meng Yao was apprehensive in her heart, and as soon as she turned around, a long figure crashed into her sight.

The man's expression was mostly hidden under the mask, and a pair of deep black eyes were cold and sharp, staring at her coldly.

When he saw the miserable car, his eyes became even colder.

Being looked at by these eyes, Meng Yao only felt cold all over, his cold hair stood on end, and he said softly: "That...... Your car seems to have been wrecked. ”

The man was silent, and the air pressure around him was shockingly low.

Meng Yao swallowed his saliva and defended palely: "It's not my fault, it was that Buick that hit it!" ”

The man finally spoke, and a voice came from inside the mask: "...... You mean, you don't have responsibility? ”

It is cold and low, with magnetism, like a clear spring and a mountain rock.

Meng Yao smiled wryly: "...... Yes, yes, I will be responsible for you...... No, it's responsible for your car. ”

The man sneered: "How can you be responsible?" ”