Chapter 8 You, a deadly breath

   "Small, small, small..." Lin Pangpang said he couldn't talk anymore. He was crazy. He never knew that this very kind little aunt would be a crazy critic!

   Even a luxury car will kill you if you hit it at this speed, right? ? The speed on the opposite side is also 120, right? ? Suddenly he thought of the math problem in the textbook about a bird hitting an airplane, and then he was full of four words: No one will survive.

  Too dangerous, too dangerous, too dangerous! !

   "Auntie!" Lin Fatty collapsed and cried, but Lin Jian was extremely excited, even accelerating.

  She likes drag racing. In this era, she can’t fly with a sword, but at least she’s fast enough to follow her? Then let her see how bold this person is, hahaha!

   "Don't want to follow your aunt if you have no guts!"

  Closed her eyes excitedly, she could almost clearly see the look of the driver on the other side.

  The driver on the other side was scared and faceless. The 20-year-old driver had never encountered such a crazy situation. He screamed and stepped on the brake on the spot: "Ahhhhhhh!!!"

   When the brakes were stepped on to the end, the car was still sliding, and the acceleration caused Yan Jingchen to hit the front seat. When blood was dripping from his forehead, the car in front suddenly turned around, and the black car arrogantly drove away.

  So dangerous, but also so exciting!

  Lin Jian glanced out the window excitedly, and the perfect face of the man on the back seat was clearly reflected in front of him with a murderous look.

It was a very beautiful face, crushing all the beauties she had ever seen. It was also extremely cold, with nose and thin lips, narrow eyes, sharp eyes, domineering, and a ruthless look at first sight, but it was also extremely rich and absolutely inborn dominion. Killer.

   But other than that, Lin Jian smelled something else, and she raised her eyebrows: "You, the breath of death all over."

  The clear sound was mixed with the harsh sound of tire rubbing, Yan Jingchen looked over quickly, but only had time to catch the afterimage of the taillight flashing away.

  All in a...dead, what does she know? !

   Memories of the past rushed to my heart, and the man sitting steadily in the back seat was in a trance, without even noticing the blood on his head. He seemed to be caught in some painful memories, and his handsome face was gradually distorted.

The world seemed to be separated. Outside his driver crashed and got out of the car. While asking about his condition, he called the insurance company and called the insurance company: "What kind of crazy criticism? Will you drive? It will really kill you! Sir, you are fine. Huh? Bleeding! What to do and what to do..."

But inside the car is another world. Yan Jingchen lowered his head and supported his forehead. His painful memories made him look dark. His sharp eyes were full of fierce and fierce expressions. The fear of darkness was magnified at this moment. The man was sweating coldly, and his face was pale and raised his head: "Turn on the light. ."

   "Huh?" The driver did not hear clearly, and the cold-hearted man's murderous intent soared: "Turn on, lights!!"

  'S scolding made the driver startled. He quickly turned on the top light, and the gentle light dissipated the tumbling darkness, and Yan Jingchen's pale face was only a little more bloody.

  Who is this woman? Why do you perceive something on your body? What else does she know?

  A series of doubts made Yan Jingchen clenched his palms, took a deep breath and leaned back weakly on the seat, his narrow and long eyes were not moving and staring at the night outside the window.

   His head was empty for an instant, only one thing echoed back and forth.

  Deadly breath, what does it smell like? ?

  After so many years, he suddenly wanted to know.

  (End of this chapter)

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