"Boom Boom Boom ......"

The familiar knock sounded again, Nangong Ming climbed out of the warm quilt early, the indicator light of the laptop on the pillow was still flashing, and next to the library borrowed "Les Miserables". Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Nangong Ming hurriedly put on his clothes, and hurried down to meet his aunt at the door, it was dark outside, and it was so cold that he could freeze his ears, and at this time, except for the patrolling policemen and those who were in a hurry, there would be no other figures on the street.

The sky above Shaoshu City is always shrouded in an uncertain haze, as if the entire sky is pressed overhead.

As always, Nangong Ming traveled between the wholesale store and the van in a stinky sweat, surrounded by workers who were as busy as himself. The glamorous aunt stood and chatted with several bosses dressed in gold and silver.

Soon the goods were finished, and Aunt Meiyan said goodbye to them unsatisfactorily.

"Why is it so long?" Aunt Meiyan muttered dissatisfiedly, opened the car door, and Nangong Ming sat in the passenger seat.

There were still few pedestrians in the car, and Aunt Meiyan chose a shortcut as always, with barren ruins on one side and buildings under development on the other. The road was bumpy and uneven due to the construction of the buildings being crushed and destroyed by heavy machinery, and Aunt Meiyan had a lot of opinions about it, and she expressed her opinions along the way.

"What kind of bird doesn't poop and there are traffic lights?" Aunt Meiyan looked at the traffic light at the intersection in front of her from a distance and turned green, and slammed on the accelerator, intending to rush over. Nangong Ming estimated that even if the light was red, according to the hot personality of the glamorous aunt, she would rush over if there were no vehicles around.

Nangong Ming had a bad premonition, and his hand grabbed the handle above the window.

The view around the intersection is wide, except for the road on the right, which is hidden in the shadow of the buildings. The most dangerous thing in the world is not to do it rashly when you know the danger, but to do it rashly without knowing the danger.

The van is constantly accelerating, reaching a speed that Aunt Meiyan will never try in the general section, what makes Nangong Ming uneasy is that the seat belt in the passenger seat is gone, only Aunt Meiyan is wearing a seat belt, and she is now very excited about drag racing.

Nangong Ming's chest tensed up and down inexplicably, and his gaze involuntarily cast towards the huge shadow between the buildings on his right, and in just a few seconds, he felt that time had stopped.

In the shadows between the tall buildings where there was nothing just a moment ago, curled up a huge baby, as tall as the buildings on either side, with his knees on his chest, hairless on his head, a dull smile on his face, and a smile on his eyes. Its chubby hands were pushing a cement mixer truck, and Nangong Ming could clearly see the frightened eyes of the driver in the driver's seat of the cement mixer truck.

Aunt Mei was frightened by the cement mixer truck rushing out of the shadows at an alarming speed, and she hit the steering wheel wildly, but it was too late to do anything at such a close distance.

The van and the cement mixer truck of several tons meet exactly at the intersection in two straight routes. The moment he hit him, the traffic light turned red, Nangong Ming's world was turned upside down, and glass shards hit him in the face like bullets.

The van flipped over in an instant, and the cement mixer truck dragged dozens of meters on the road with the small van, sparks flew along the way, and finally, the van was pushed into the field and sunk into the soil with the cement mixer truck before it stopped moving on.

The whole impact process took less than 15 seconds, the van was knocked from the middle part, the windshield of the cement mixer truck was completely shattered, fortunately, the driver of the cement mixer truck was saved by the airbag, and he was able to staggering out of the car and call the police.

A few minutes later, police cars arrived, followed by fire trucks.

Niu Fasha was handling a case nearby, and rushed over after receiving the notice. The scene was a mess, and the entire road from the intersection to the fields seemed to be pushed by a bulldozer, leaving deep scratches on the ground and shards of glass scattered all around.

"The people in the van are dead." Niu Fasha followed the firefighters towards the van that was leaking oil, and he didn't need to look at him to know that he had seen too many accidents like this.

Nangong Ming felt that he was lying on a cold ground, the street lamp above his head cast a dazzling light, his headache was about to explode, his eyes were blurred, and the van seemed to be not far away, and the bottom of the car was turning its wheels towards the sky. He heard someone walking towards him.

A head wearing a gentleman's hat appeared under the light, and against the light, Nangong Ming couldn't see the other party's face clearly.

The gentleman unhurriedly moved the cane in his right hand to his left hand, and then took off the hat on his head, and Nangong Ming saw a neatly combed white hair.

"Are you afraid of death, Mr. Nangong?" An old, kind voice asked.

Nangong Ming opened his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound in his throat, he didn't understand why this old man didn't come to save him, but stood aside and asked strange questions, his whole body was obviously unconscious.

"It doesn't matter if you're not afraid, but your family, your grandfather who raised you with patience, and your grandmother who knits you new clothes every year, they will definitely be very afraid that you will die like this, and it is not good for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person." The old man's voice echoed, and Nangong Ming listened to the buzzing sound.

【Grandpa...... Grandma's ......】

A beautiful scene appeared in Nangong Ming's mind, surrounded by white light, himself, grandfather, grandma, and the old yellow cat in his grandmother's arms, the family was sitting at the door of the house, as if it was the New Year, and gorgeous flowers rose at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

[They are still waiting for me to go back for the New Year during winter vacation...... I can't die ......]

"Yes, Mr. Nangong Ming, you can't die, life is so precious, you can't just leave the cherished people so easily." The old man's tone was as gentle and seductive as ever, and he said, "But the problem now is that you have been in a car accident and are about to die. As he spoke, the old man seemed to be leaving.

Nangong Ming was nervous, opened his mouth, and remembered that he couldn't speak, so he hurriedly wanted to reach out to pull him, but only his fingers moved slightly.

[Save me, save me, please save me......]

The old man's head appeared under the street lamp, the old man seemed to smile, and said: "I am very willing to save you, your life seems to be very special, but there is a price to save you, I don't do loss-making business, are you willing to pay a little of your things in exchange?" ”

"I, I'm ......" Nangong Ming wanted to say [What do I have? 】

"You have something very valuable, so everyone has it, and my request is simple, as long as you nod slightly."

[What? 】

"So you're willing?" The old man seemed to be satisfied with Nangong Ming's reaction, "I'll come to save you right away, Mr. Nangong." Please give me your hand. ”

Nangong Ming wanted to move his hand, but his whole body was unconscious, at this time, the old man had already stretched out his right hand towards him, but his right hand stopped at a place that was neither high nor low, it seemed so close, but it was out of reach.

Nangong Ming tried a few times, but his right hand didn't have any strength at all, and he couldn't move no matter what.

[I can't do it...... Why don't you help me? 】

"You can, Mr. Nangong, if a person wants others to save him, he must first save himself, and the rules require that I can't force you."

[Rules?] 】

"That's not the point, sir, please give me your hand, there's nothing I can do if it's late."

For a few seconds, Nangong Ming felt that his vision was much clearer, but he still couldn't see the face of the old man in front of him clearly. He stared at his right hand and moved his fingers, the palm seemed not to be his own, or it could be a broken bone somewhere, but he didn't want to die, the old man's palm was above, waiting for him quietly.

He tried to raise his wrist, but he didn't expect it to work, his wrist was a little higher than the ground, he tried again, his wrist was a little higher again, and then, he raised his wrist little by little, although his whole body could not move, but his hand was leaning towards the old man's palm, and the old man's face seemed to be full of encouraging smiles.

His fingers reached the old man's, and the gold ring at the base of the old man's middle finger shimmered. Nangong Ming's hand rose a little more, and finally, he held the palm of the old man Zou Baba and held it tightly!

"Very good sir, I knew you could do it, and it was great, sir!" The old man was so excited that even his voice changed his tone.

"So," said the old man's voice, "we have officially signed the contract." ”

A heart-piercing pain instantly spread from the root of Nangong Ming's middle finger to Nangong Ming's whole body, as if a mouth with sharp teeth bit down on the weakest and most sensitive place of Nangong Ming's finger, making him feel painful!