Song Qingchun barely gave Su Zhinian any time to react, so she hit the steering wheel hard, and with a sharp and piercing brake sound, her body drew a large half arc on the road, and the whole road was blocked, directly blocking all the roads ahead, forcing Su Zhinian, who was overtaken by her, had to step on the brakes in a hurry.

Due to inertia, in the sound of emergency braking, Su Zhinian's car still crashed into Song Qingchun's body.

When her car stopped in front of him, the driver's door was facing the front of his car, and she was sitting in the driver's seat, and he crashed into it like this, maybe he would hurt her inside...... In a hurry, Su Zhinian slammed the steering wheel to the full, and his car crashed straight into the guardrail post on the side a second before it was about to crash into her car.

With a loud "bang" sound, Su Zhinian's whole body leaned forward fiercely, and through the windshield, he saw the front cover of his car turned up, emitting white smoke.

The feeling was that he reacted quickly and hit the guardrail, and if he hit her car, such an impact...... Su Zhinian, who didn't dare to continue to hypothesize, instantly turned gloomy.

Is she dying? To do such a dangerous thing on the main road!

It's nonsense!

Su Zhinian was annoyed and ripped off his seat belt, pushed the car door, and got out of the car angrily.

At the same time, Song Qingchun's car door not far away was also vigorously pushed open, and she bent over and walked out of the car.

She didn't even close the car door, she stepped on her high heels and ran straight towards him.

Su Zhinian thought of the thrilling picture that Song Qingchun had just made like a desperate scene, and his heart was annoyed to strangle her, he slammed the door with his backhand, and reprimanded Song Qingchun angrily: "Song Qingchun, what kind of wind are you smoking, do you know what you are doing, and when are you going to make trouble......

Before Su Zhinian finished his next words, Song Qingchun, who was about half a meter away from him, couldn't help but smash the bag in his hand at his face: "Su Zhinian, you shut up for me!" Who do you say has a convulsion? ”

Song Qingchun's movements were incredibly fast, without any signs at all, until her bag was about to hit Su Zhinian's face, the man realized something, and a panicked side head, the bag flew past his ear, and the bag chain crossed his ear, bringing a pain.

As the bag smashed on Su Zhinian's car, making a loud "bang", Su Zhinian found that Song Qingchun had walked in front of him, he moved his lips, and as soon as he said the word "you", Song Qingchun raised his hands and pushed him violently in front of his chest, and he was defenseless, and was pushed back two steps by her force, and hit the car behind him, making a loud noise.

"You you, you you, you what you! I think it's you jerking off! ”

Before Su Zhinian could recover from the sharp pain in his waist, Song Qingchun didn't give him a chance at all, and stepped forward again, put his arm against his neck, pressed his whole person tightly against the body, and raised his fist without saying a word, and hit him the chin.

With her strength, Su Zhinian's head hit the hard wagon hard.