Ethan waved her back away, then unbuckled her seatbelt.

The door was already a little deformed and stuck.

Ethan snapped the doorknob and kicked it open.

Daria had a white station wagon attached to her, and she unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car with Ethan's help.

After the two stood firmly, Ethan asked the black-haired little girl in the blue vest standing next to him:

"I'm fine, what's going on here?"

"I'm so sorry." The delicate-faced girl said with a look of self-reproach:

"I heard the sound of the car moving, and hurriedly ran up to remind you, but I didn't expect it to be too late."

"Hey, what's going on up there?" At this moment, there was a shout from under the trees along the road.

All of a sudden, four more people ran up from below.

"Waterfa."

Seeing the vehicle being hit, one of the stout men in a white T-shirt and glasses walked over menacingly.

"Evan, don't do that."

Seeing him like this, the black-haired girl hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him.

Evan reached out and pushed the brunette girl away, then grabbed Ethan.

"Bastard, what are you doing so fast?"

Ethan is not used to this, this Evan looks strong, but compared to Cheton, it is not enough to see.

Ethan grabbed him, pulled his arm to his back cleanly, and pushed hard at the SUV next to him.

Evan snorted and slammed into the car.

Ethan pressed his head and said sharply, "Don't call me a bastard, you little bastard, why did you park the car on the road." ”

Evan felt the sharp pain in his arm, and hurriedly begged for mercy:

"Our tires are blowing, Shet, let go, my arm is going to break."

Ethan used his strength again, "Don't worry, it's not so easy to break." ”

"But if you bastard dare to call me a bastard again, I'll break your bastard's arm, understand?"

Evan nodded hurriedly, and his companion ran over as well.

The girl in the blue vest hurriedly explained: "I'm very sorry, he was just angry for a while, and he didn't have malicious intentions, can you let him go?" ”

"You bastard needs to thank your friends, don't be so rude to girls in the future."

Ethan let go of his hand and twitched the head of this Evan head.

Evan broke free of control, took a few steps back, and looked at Ethan with an annoyed expression.

Daria knew that Ethan would not suffer, so she ignored the conflict between the two and calmly went to check the situation of the car.

When the conflict ended, she reluctantly returned to Ethan and said:

"Our tires went flat and our engines broke."

Ethan didn't have time to pay attention to those people at this time, and hurriedly walked to the place where the car collided. White smoke billowed from the engine, and an unknown liquid dripped onto the ground.

He crouched down, the front tires of the car punctured by several tangled wires and rolled into the wheels.

Ethan gritted his teeth, pulled out a cigarette and lit it, and stood up.

It's really not suitable to go out today, in this ghost mountain forest, there is no village in front of you, and there is no store in the back, how to tidy up.

He rubbed his temples and walked back, seeing him turn around and the men standing together.

Ethan took a drag on his cigarette and looked at the people in front of him.

Three women and two men, looking at their dress, should all be students who are still in school.

The five of them all looked at him warily, after all, in the wilderness, facing strangers.

Ethan smiled at them, then spread his hands and said:

"My name is Ethan, and this is my friend Daria."

"As you know, the vehicle has a flat tire, so we can't blame it for this."

He saw that the face of a girl with short red hair on the opposite side became excited, and he continued:

"But don't worry, I will compensate for all the losses, after all, we hit it, okay?"

Hearing him say this, the girl with short red hair breathed a sigh of relief, and she said with a hint of crying:

"You have to promise, this is my mother's car, and she can't get around me if it was crashed this time."

Ethan hurriedly raised his hand, "No problem, I promise." ”

Hearing Ethan's words, several people on the other side also relaxed.

After all, the other party still has a female companion, and he doesn't look like a bad guy, and their car only crashed into it after the tire burst.

"Hello, I'm Carly."

At this time, the girl who tied up her black hair and wore a blue vest stepped forward, she blinked her watery eyes, and said helplessly:

"I don't know who did this and threw the wire onto the road."

"You're wrong."

A long-haired brown girl in jeans and a white tank top took a few steps forward.

She threw a bundle of wire in her hand to the ground, looked at Ethan and Daria, and said to Ethan in a crisp voice:

"It wasn't dropped from the car, someone did it on purpose, the other end of the wire was tied to the trunk of a tree under the curb, and we found it when we went down to check it."

"By the way, my name is Jesse."

"It must have been done by locals, maybe there's an auto repair shop right in front of it." A curly-haired boy standing in the back said angrily.

It's come to this, and it's useless to talk about it.

Ethan and Daria spoke a few words, and then Ethan said to them:

"We decided to move forward and look for rescue, what are your plans?"

The few of them discussed, and the brown-haired girl Jesse and the dark-haired girl Carly, who had called them to stop the car at the beginning, said that they would go with them to seek help.

Scott, the curly-haired boy, hesitated for a moment and decided to set off together.

And Evan, who wears glasses, refuses to leave because of a skirmish with Ethan.

He decides to stay where he and his girlfriend Francine, who is the owner of the white wagon, the girl with short red hair, who waits for the passing car.

Ethan didn't say anything about this, it's a good thing that the soldiers are divided into two ways at this time, maybe they can wait for the rescue faster.

It's just that he doesn't have much hope for passing vehicles, the road is obviously less trafficked, and the road is full of fallen leaves.

Ethan and Daria return to the car and take their belongings with them.

He poured out the contents of his backpack, filled it with some food and mineral water, and after thinking about it, he grabbed another bottle of whiskey.

The paper bag on the outside of the bottle was thrown away by him, and outdoor drinking was not allowed here, so this method of covering his ears and stealing the bell was adopted.

Put a paper bag on it, and even if the police find out, they will usually pretend not to see it.

But at this time, Ethan didn't bother to bother with this regulation, and now in this situation, he wished that someone would check on him.

He strapped his backpack and took a sip of the bottle before being noticed by the others.

Francine, a short-haired woman with red hair, walked over with her waist twisted.

The short-sleeved polo shirt on the upper body has been cut by her to cover her breasts, and the red hot pants underneath the hips show off her fair thighs.

She leaned against the Chevrolet, her long legs folded, pinched her short-sleeved polo shirt and shivered.

"Can you give me a little bit?"

"How old are you?" Ethan glanced at her, and Francine froze.

"I'm kidding you, I don't care."

Ethan opened the car door, and whiskey, brandy, and wine were scattered under the seats.

He closed the door again and emphatically said to the bright-eyed Francin:

"I didn't give you permission to do anything, do you know what I mean?"

Francine nodded repeatedly, and she happily rushed forward to hug Ethan, rubbing gratefully from side to side.

Ethan felt the elasticity in his arms and raised an eyebrow at her boyfriend, Evan.

(End of chapter)