Chapter 2993 Mopanshan Drag Racing (4)

"Squeak..." The harsh brake sound came from behind, Yang Xin turned back in horror, tears blurred her vision, she could only see a pair of piercing headlights that she couldn't keep her eyes open, and the ones poking out of the cab. Unclear blurred outlines.

"Get in the car and I'll take you there."

Ling Lie's voice was cold without a trace of warmth, even though she didn't know who this person was, even though she couldn't see her face clearly, even though she knew that the people here in Mopan Mountain were not something that a good girl like her could touch, she still gritted her teeth and wiped it off. Tears, opened the co-pilot's door, and sat in.

"Mah, please hurry up, I, I heard the sound of an ambulance!"

Meditation night glanced at her and felt that this dress was very familiar. After all, the women on Mopan Mountain wore bikinis and hot pants, and few people would appear here in a princess dress.

By the way, when I think about it, she was the only girl left behind.

Meditation Ye said indifferently: "Fast your seat belt and grab the handrail."

"Um?"

Although he was puzzled, Yang Xin obediently fastened his seat belt and grabbed the handrail. The car rushed out like an arrow from the string, and the huge inertia dragged Yang Xin's body forward suddenly!

"what!"

She was so frightened that she clenched both hands on the handrail, and looked sideways in horror, only to find out whose car she was in!

Yes, it is the second young master in the mouths of those people, yes, it is the young man standing alone in the high place!

Her face quickly turned red, and her eyes moved quickly, only peeping gently from the corner of her eye.

Looking at this guy up close, he looks even better. He has an unapproachable coldness and arrogance all over him. His black eyes are calmly staring ahead, and his handsome, slender fingers are familiar with the steering wheel. The car seems to be a toy for him. Generally, on the nearly 180-degree curve of Mopan Mountain, it is easy to drift and rotate.

Her heart thumped, not knowing whether it was because of fear or something else, Yang Xin held onto the handrail tightly, listening to her heart beating like a drum.

It was pitch black outside, the outlines of the mountains undulating in the darkness, the shadows of the trees flashed in front of us like ghosts, and the shadows from the headlights flashed quickly, turning into a long asphalt road in an instant.

There were already harsh sounds in my ears, the sound of brakes, the humming of the engine, the sound of stepping on the brakes and clutches staggeredly, and the sound of the palms rushing in the direction.

Yang Xin was almost stunned. She felt that this person was not racing. He seemed to be playing the piano.

After a while, the car stopped steadily. Meditation looked up at the burning car, and said coldly, "It's here."

"Hey?" Yang Xin was surprised to find that she had just watched him all the way!

She blushed and looked away, and said nervously, "Thank you, thank you..."

Speaking of which, the person hurriedly opened the car door and ran out as if escaping, but the moment she saw the fire, all her thoughts disappeared, and now she was only worried about Ma Zhouzhi!

She rushed into the firelight.

The people around were planning to leave, but when they saw Second Young Master Ming came over with a girl, the girl rushed over and asked, "Ma Zhouzhi? Where are the people?? Excuse me, where are the others??"