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Feng Ke was a step slower than huoyansi. He turned and saw that all the cars were waiting for the red light.

He was sweating.

He knows the boss's temper best. Now the young master is still in the car!

In case the boss doesn't want to What about the young master in the car?

Feng Keshi had no choice but to call Mo Mian, "Hello, Mr. Mo, do you have time now? Come on, boss. He'll drive with spicy young master and run on the road. It's going to block Tang Song and miss Xixi! "

The voice just dropped.

The next second, the red light at the intersection turns green.

McLaren has also started to drive towards the highway. In a few minutes, it will be on the highway.

Just a few seconds later, Huo Yansi had made a decision in his mind.

Step over the car and step on the accelerator.

A minute later, there were not many vehicles on this road. Huo Yansi had no expression on his face. His blue veins on his neck exploded. He stepped on the accelerator to the end and hit McLaren hard.

"Boom..."

Pagani's head hit the back of McLaren.

Feng Ke, who is not far away from Pagani, is worried. His first reaction is that he is finished.

“……”

Pagani and McLaren collided. Pagani's front and McLaren's bottom were damaged. We can see how fast the speed was at that time.

After he hit McLaren, Pagani didn't step on the brake. Instead, he pressed on the accelerator tightly and pushed McLaren against it, breaking the guardrail and crashing into the green belt.

Two luxury cars collided, and soon a lot of people gathered here.

Feng Ke hurried forward with the tools to repair the car. Together with the passers-by, he held the deformed Pagani door open and pulled Huo Yansi out of the car.

"Boss. Are you ok? "

At the moment, Huo Yansi's head and face were covered with blood, and there was still blood flowing down.

Feng Ke didn't have time to see more, and quickly went back to the scrapped car to see the spicy young master.

"Young master!"

All the airbags in the car have been opened, the door has been deformed, and the child safety seat is against the front passenger seat. He can't see the child's face and body, only a small hand.

So that he cried for a long time, there was no movement inside.

Feng Ke immediately became red eyed.

"Help, my young master is still in the car!" He called out to the people around him.

He kept prying the door with a wrench until a big hand pulled him aside.

Panting, Huo Yansi took the wrench from Feng Ke and began to pry the door.

"Huo Jingyuan?"

His legs are a little soft.

With the help of people around, he finally pried the door open, and he shook his son's little hand.

With one stroke, the little hand caught his finger.

Huo Yansi's eyes suddenly turned red.

"No, daddy will take you out right away."

Five or six minutes later, spicy was carried out.

Fortunately, Huo Yansi has always been in the habit of using a child safety seat for him. When she was carried out, she was not injured, but was muddled and obviously scared.

Huo Yansi took his son in his arms and was relieved. He sat on the curb with soft legs, kissing the top of his son's hair.

"Sorry, daddy didn't mean it."

At that time, his brain was so hot that he completely forgot that spicy was still in the car.

Just then, the crowd was picked away.

"Excuse me, excuse me."

As soon as Feng Ke looked up, he saw Mo Mian and Bo Run coming.

"Fourth master, Mo!"

Mo Mian and Bo Run take a breath when they see the scrapped car.

"Damn it."

“……”

Needless to say, they also know that this is definitely not an accident. It must be the McLaren that Huo Yansi drove to hit on his own initiative!

"You're dying, aren't you?"

Bo Run was still worried about the bleeding wound on his head, but when he saw the blood on his arms, his head exploded.

Bo Run came forward and snatched spicy from his arms.

He opened the spicy clothes, examined one side carefully, and found no wound, which was a relief.

"It's OK. I'm scared to death."

Thin run gnashing teeth of looking at Huo Yan division, want to kick his feet.

What's so special about being a father?

Fortunately, spicy has nothing to do, spicy has something to do, he was the first to let him go.

More and more people were watching, and the traffic police came.

Mo Mian said to Bo run, "give me the baby, and you should deal with your inferiority wound first."

"Deal with a fart, let him die, we are comfortable."

“……”

Mouth scolded, but Bo Run still opened the medical box.When Feng Ke called Mo Mian, he was also at the Mozi residence and came with a medicine box.

What a shame on the medicine box!

"I don't want to save you!"

When Lu Shimo arrived, Bo Run was still scolding Huo Yansi for treating the wound.

"You are really powerful. You want to die. Why are you pulling your son? Is Huo Yansi a father like you? I really convinced you..."

"Are you all right?"

Lu Shimo rushed forward and took spicy food from Mo Mian's arms.

He was startled by the blood on the spicy clothes. Fortunately, Mo Mian said, "no injury. All the blood is from Huo Yansi."

He was relieved and looked down at Huo Yansi.

At this time, Huo Yansi's handsome face was covered with blood, and looked terrible.

But his eyes were fixed on two people not far away.

Following Huo Yansi's vision, Lu Shimo saw Huo Xixi and Tang and Song dynasties.

Tang and Song Dynasties seem to be injured, and Huo Xixi seems to be slightly injured.

Huo Yansi's eyes were red, and there was a kind of unspeakable irritability and hostility in the whole person.

Lu Shimo frowned.

He lifted the leg of his trousers lightly and crouched down to look into Huo Yansi's fierce eyes.

"Are you sick again?"

Huoyansi ignored him.

But Bo Run took a look at his eyes and was surprised.

It's like I'm sick again.

At the same time, Huo Xixi also looks over.

Lu Shimo, holding chili in his arms, walks towards Huo Xixi.

Huo Xixi saw spicy come over, bowed his head to say a word with Tang and song, quickly got up and came over.

"Mr. Lu."

Lu Shimo nodded and looked a few meters away. Tang and song, who were bandaging their arms, asked, "how is general Tang's injury?"

"Broken arm."

With that, she put her eyes on spicy.

"Blood is not a child's, it's Huo Yansi's." Lu Shimo reminded.

Huo Xixi nodded, stretched out his hand to spicy, soft voice way, "baby, Mommy hug."

She hasn't held her son for a long time.

But when she stretched out her hand, the picture of spicy rush to her arms did not appear.

I saw spicy hands, constantly muttering, "no, no!"

Smell speech, Huo Xi Xi Leng for a while, immediately ecstatic, she shocked raised hand Wu mouth.

"Baby, can you talk?"

Spicy doesn't pay any attention to her.

Huo Xixi endures to coax her son. After all, she hasn't seen her for more than eight months. It's certain that the child is still a little strange.

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