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It was this slap from Zhang Zitao that completely caused the owner of the Porsche car to faint.

The other party was already on the verge of collapse from drunkenness, but Zhang Zitao's act helped him enter a state of cultivation quickly.

Zhang Zitao waved Porsche s in his hands, and they sat on the back of the carriage, quietly smoking.

While he was waiting for Ye Feihe to arrive, he also didn't forget to give Elder Zhou a call.

"Hello, Elder Zhou, I met with some matters on the way here. I think I'll be a bit late."

Zhang Zitao said directly.

"What's wrong?"

Elder Zhou asked.

"Actually it's nothing much, it's just a traffic accident. It's nothing serious."

Zhang Zitao spoke calmly.

"Car accident? Are you alright! "

Elder Zhou's tone became nervous, and questioned Zhang Zitao closely.

Zhang Zitao laughed: "What do you think? I'm so energetic right now that I'm calling you, but you said I'm fine. But I'll have to trouble you to send someone to pick me up later. "Although I'm fine, but there's a big problem with the car. Even if I were to send it to be repaired, it would probably take at least a week."

On the other side of the phone, Elder Zhou was also speechless after hearing what Zhang Zitao said.

Just based on what Zhang Zitao had said, sending the carriage off for cultivation required a week's worth of time.

Logically speaking, with this kind of level of accident, it was impossible for Zhang Zitao to have survived.

But from the tone, Zhang Zitao on the other end of the phone was indeed very spirited, at least he could determine that even if Zhang Zitao had a problem, it would not be a serious problem.

This made Elder Zhou curious, how did an accident happen?

Was Zhang Zitao injured or not?

After all, if others had experienced a car accident of the level that Zhang Zitao had described, even if they did not die on the spot, they would probably have lost half their lives.

It was just that Elder Zhou did not expect that the fuse of Zhang Zitao's car accident would be a drunkard borrowing his alcohol to ram into his car.

In actuality, Zhang Zitao was not even the least bit injured.

"It's good that he's fine, I'll have the Little Shen come and pick you up now, send me your current location and coordinates."

Old Man Zhou said directly on the other end of the phone.

The era was moving forward, and someone like Elder Zhou naturally had to keep up with the era. At the very least, he should know how to use the life technology that was now commonly used, right?

After receiving Zhang Zitao's coordinates on WeChat, he called the Little Shen to come over and get him, then quickly rushed over to Zhang Zitao's direction.

If Zhang Zitao knew that Elder Zhou had come over too, he would definitely not call Elder Zhou to tell him this. He would definitely call him after Ye Feihe was done.

He would not be able to accept it if Elder Zhou personally came to pick Zhang Zitao up.

After all, Elder Zhou was much older than him.

Zhang Zitao sat on the back of the carriage and smoked. The cars that passed by the side of the road all looked at the Porsche and the BMW curiously.

He looked at Zhang Zitao with even more curiosity.

The owner of the Porsche had already fainted, but Zhang Zitao's performance was far more calm than his.

On the way over, she received a call to the police through the walkie-talkie.

"There was a car accident on Fenghua Road. The owner of one of the cars had fainted. The nearest comrade should hurry over to take care of the situation."

Ye Feihe was sitting on the taxi when she heard a voice coming from the walkie-talkie.

When she came to the hospital three days ago, she had not finished her duty. She could have just changed into her uniform in the hospital.

"Ye Feihe received it."

Ye Feihe spoke into the walkie-talkie.

"Flying lotus? If you're not in the hospital with your father, why did you come out? "

the man on the other end of the walkie-talkie asked.

The walkie-talkies used by the police, or the traffic police, in the system were all fairly remote existences.

On average, the radius of use could reach over 10km.

Naturally, it was not a problem for him to communicate through the walkie-talkie so freely.

"Something has happened to my friend. I need to go take a look." Also, the person who bumped into my friend seemed to be the person who bumped into my father a few days ago. "I'm heading in the direction of the Fenghua Road right now." ""

Ye Feihe said very seriously.

"Alright, the location is the second traffic light on the road towards kaleidae fructus."

The man on the other end of the walkie-talkie explained.

"Isn't this where Zhang Zitao is right now?"

Ye Feihe was surprised.

"What?"

"It's fine, I'll be going over now!"

Ye Feihe said as she pressed down on the walkie-talkie.

She quickly made the taxi driver speed up, but of course, she couldn't let the taxi driver speed up.

The taxis in East China City were like people flying a plane at night. They ignored all the speed restrictions and flew up to a speed of 80 to 90 kilometers per hour.

However, there was a very strict traffic policeman sitting behind the taxi driver. How could he dare to do that?

He still wanted to drive a taxi for a few more years!

"traffic police, you're here." "Look, this is the car that knocked my car to pieces."

Zhang Zitao jumped down from the back of the Porsche and pointed at it as he spoke.

And Ye Feihe's current focus was not on Zhang Zitao's words at all.

She ignored Zhang Zitao's words and slowly walked towards the driver's seat of the Porsche.

Zhang Zitao was attracted by her abnormal actions.

When he looked at Ye Feihe, he clearly saw tears in the corner of her eyes.

What was going on?

Zhang Zitao didn't feel like asking anymore, so he could only continue reading.

However, at this moment, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

He thought back to what Ye Feihe had asked him on the phone before, and looked at the Porsche, thinking that the person who knocked him down and Ye Feihe's father should be the same person, right?

Zhang Zitao himself was shocked by his own thoughts.

After all, wasn't this too much of a coincidence?

In these three days, Ye Feihe had thought of many ways to find the culprit, as well as many legal methods to judge the culprit.

When she looked at the unconscious owner of the Porsche, her mind was completely blank.

"Hey, come out!"

Ye Feihe grabbed the collars of the Porsche s and roared.

It was just that the current owner of the Porsche could not hear what Ye Feihe had said.

"Can't you hear me when I talk to you!?"

Ye Feihe shouted in anger once again.

"traffic police, calm down. He's already unconscious."

Zhang Zitao hurried forward to stop her.

, you are a doctor, do you have any way to wake him up? I have something to ask him, please! "