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Chapter 847 Dangerous
This time the impact was too strong. When Song Anhao was pulled back by the seat belt, his back hit the back of the car seat hard, and there was a sudden sharp pain in his lower abdomen.

The mobile phone in his hand also fell to his feet.

Song Anhao held his belly, his face twisted into a ball in pain, and said to the driver Lao Chen with difficulty: "Old Chen, speed up, drive faster, the car behind will kill us! Hurry up to the main road .”

No matter how stupid Lao Chen was, he knew that things were not easy.

No matter how poor a person's skills are, how could he hit the car in front of him twice in a row.

That impact force was obviously accelerated.

He didn't know who the target behind him was, and the only thought in his mind was to take Song Anhao to a safe place.

Old Chen, who had always been driving very smoothly, stepped on the accelerator violently.

The car flew out like Li Xuan's arrow.

There was a burst of pain in the lower abdomen, Song Anhao felt that something was wrong, maybe her tire was gasping, so she hurriedly shook her hands and bent down to pick up the mobile phone on the ground.

However, just as she bent over, her stomach hurt badly.

Beads of sweat densely covered his forehead.

His lips were bloodless and white as snow.

She held her belly tightly, resisting the pain, bent down and grabbed twice, but she didn't catch it.

Song An was so tired and out of breath, he leaned on the back of the chair, clenched his teeth, and said weakly: "Old Chen, hurry up and call Shen Xiuran, quickly..."

Lao Chen didn't dare to delay, and while driving, he went to his trouser pocket to take out his mobile phone.

After finally successfully pulling out the phone, the car behind went crazy again and slammed into it.

Lao Chen lost his grip and threw the phone out, falling under the passenger seat.

Old Chen was sweating profusely, not knowing what to do.

Song Anhao leaned on the back of the chair, and the pain hit her wave after wave.

Suddenly, a hot current flowed down the legs.

A strong smell of blood immediately permeated the cramped carriage.

An ominous foreboding came to mind.

Song Anhao said with difficulty: "Go...go to the hospital, hurry to the hospital..."

Song An was in so much pain that she felt like she was about to die.

Her hair was messy and sticking to her face, beads of sweat slid down her chin and into her collar.

Xue Wanqing went crazy.

Totally crazy.

She wanted to die with her, to die together.

And she had no defenses.

A person who disregards life and death is truly invincible.

The so-called barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes.

It's a big deal.

However, she didn't want to die yet.

Now she is in love with Shen Xiuran, and she is pregnant with two babies. Seeing a happy family of three, she doesn't want to die.

She died, what should Shen Xiuran do?
Alone, father does not love, mother does not love.

Their children have not yet had time to see the world.

For the first time, Song Anhao felt helpless and hopeless.

The car behind slammed into it again.

The car Song Anhao was riding in was almost knocked off the road and rushed down a steep hill.

Fortunately, at the last bite, Lao Chen turned the car over and drove into a safe section of the road.

The car behind was still desperately hitting their car.

Old Chen managed to get down the mountain road. Although the road below was wider, it was not a residential area and was sparsely populated. On the contrary, it gave Xue Wanqing more opportunities to play.

She slammed on the accelerator, leveled with the Maybach, and kept saying goodbye.

Lao Chen was kept dodging by her, and seeing that he was about to deviate from the road again, he had no choice but to speed up and rushed out to avoid Xue Wanqing's car.

(End of this chapter)