Life is Perfect

It is now more than [-]:[-] in the morning, which happens to be the morning rush hour for office workers. In an international metropolis like Hangzhou, the flow of people and vehicles must be huge, so the pressure during the morning rush hour will also be very high.

Listening to the host's broadcast, major main roads and some prosperous road sections are full of traffic jams or a lot of vehicles.

Working and commuting in a big city is sometimes not as comfortable as a bicycle.

"Just now we received the news from the audience that a serious traffic accident occurred in the right lane of the Dongfang Interchange about 300 meters from the east to the west of Hangcheng Avenue. A heavy truck hit a Ferrari, and the front of the truck was It has already hit the green separation belt and blocked the traffic on that side, I hope this traffic accident will not cause casualties."

Hearing the sound of the broadcast on Hangcheng Avenue, Gao Xiang was stunned for a moment, and said, "Fortunately, there is no traffic accident in the left lane, otherwise this lane will inevitably be jammed."

Now Gao Xiang's location is not far from the place where the traffic accident happened...: The first update, I beg for automatic subscription and monthly pass, flowers, evaluation ticket, thank you!!

Chapter 562

A heavy truck hits a sports car, this kind of situation is the most unfavorable for the sports car.

After all, the sports car is too small to be crushed into slag by heavy trucks in minutes.

Gao Xiang looked out the window with a large number of heavy trucks walking on the road, and many ZTE trucks were still full of goods, so a little carelessness might really cause an accident.

Hangcheng Avenue belongs to the outer ring road, not the road in the city center, so it is completely suitable for heavy trucks.

And there are big projects of old city renovation and urban construction in the vicinity of Hangcheng Avenue, so many heavy trucks can be seen on Hangcheng Avenue, which makes the whole traffic situation very complicated.

The heavy truck that hit Han Muling was trying to avoid a car before hitting the Ferrari.

The situation is very complicated.

Traffic accidents happen every day. When Gao Xiang heard this broadcast, he didn't care much.

Soon, Gao Xiang drove a Lamborghini sports car to the Oriental Overpass.

The location of the accident is not far from the Dongfang Overpass, if you look from the Dongfang Overpass, you can see the accident scene.

After all, stand tall and see far.

Buzzing... Gao Xiang drove a Lamborghini to the Oriental Overpass. The curved overpass was not short, and he saw the scene of the accident in a mess, whether it was a heavy truck or a red Ferrari. White smoke.

The situation does not look optimistic.

Gao Xiang looked at it roughly, and didn't pay much attention to it at the beginning.

When a traffic accident occurs, it is natural that someone will deal with it.

But when I saw it, I suddenly felt that the license plate of this red Ferrari was a little familiar! Hang 66!!! Such a license plate number is worth a lot of money.

There is no shortage of local tyrants in Hangzhou, and Ferraris are often seen on the streets.

But the license plate number is unique.

At first glance, isn't this Han Muling's license plate number? Originally it had nothing to do with him and could be hung up high, but now that this car is Han Muling's car, Gao Xiang had to pay attention.

Although Gao Xiang and Han Muling are not in a relationship, they are still good friends. If it is Han Muling who is in a car accident, of course, they cannot sit idly by.

Seeing such a familiar license plate number, Gao Xiang called Gao Yiyi immediately.

Beep beep...the call took a few seconds, then connected.

"Hey, Gao Xiang, are you here yet?"

Gao Yiyi's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Gao Xiang replied, "I'm paying it back now. I just want to ask you if Han Muling is in the dormitory or not. Did she drive out of the dormitory today?"

Gao Yiyi was stunned when she heard Gao Xiang's words, but she only left in the morning, what's wrong?"

"What kind of car does she drive, is it a Ferrari with the red license plate of Hang 66."

Gao Xiang did not reply to Gao Yiyi's words, but instead said, "Hurry up and answer me."

Gao Yiyi on the other end of the phone thought silently for a moment, then said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Now it can be confirmed that the person in this red Ferrari is... Han Muling.

This time, Gao Xiang can no longer be a spectator.

"I don't have time to talk to you now, I'll explain to you later."

Gao Xiang hung up Gao Yiyi's phone, and then suddenly stepped on the accelerator.

Originally, the speed of the Lamborghini was unhurried, but with the increase of the accelerator, the speed suddenly increased, and it suddenly jumped up.

Buzzing...the roar of the engine.

At this time, it was the morning rush hour for work, and the traffic flow on Hangcheng Avenue and Dongfang Overpass was not small, and the speed of the vehicles was too fast.

But Gao Xiang drove a Lamborghini sports car to see the needle, and shuttled through the traffic at an extremely fast speed.

Gao Xiang's driving skills are quite good, and he controls the Lamborghini perfectly.

Constantly seeing the needle and inserting the needle, he drove down the Hangcheng Avenue directly from the Dongfang Overpass and headed for the accident site.

Buzzing... A sound of the accelerator sounded, and Gao Xiang came directly to the accident site.

The accident happened in the right lane, Gao Xiang was in the left lane, and there was a cement green isolation belt in the middle, even if Gao Xiang was a Lamborghini sports car, he could only park on the side of the left lane.

Crunch! With a sudden brake, the Lamborghini stopped on the side of the road, Gao Xiang quickly opened the door, then turned over and jumped onto the cement green isolation belt, and one jump directly landed on the accident site.

At this time, a burst of white smoke had emerged from the front of the red Ferrari, making a sizzling sound, and the situation was very unclear.