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Yang Zimei followed Zeng Tianhua out of the antique street.

"Niuniu, you wait here, I'll drive here."

Zeng Tianhua asked her to stand at the corner of the street and wait, then drove to the parking lot.

Yang Zimei had to wait and show the passers-by.

A black Audi stopped in front of her, and a man of about 50 years old, with a fat figure and a good spirit, came out with a black briefcase.

Looking at this man, Yang Zimei felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him. He also used Tianyan to find that the man was Huang Huasen, deputy secretary of Guangyuan municipal Party committee.

For the name of Huang Huasen, Yang Zimei was no stranger in the previous life.

Later, the official career of this man has always been prosperous, directly to the vice chairman of the Standing Committee of the Central Committee, and he is usually found in newspapers, TV and other media.

This man has a good reputation among the people. He is a real practical person. During his tenure, he has done a lot of popular projects.

She used to see his image in the media before, but now she can't recognize him face to face.

However, there is a black line across the Huang Huasen printing hall at this time, which is a sign of being robbed and killed.

Just when she wanted to use the sky eye to see what would happen to him, a black unlicensed minibus came at a gallop and ran directly into Huang Huasen, who was standing by the side of the road and making a phone call

Yang Zimei didn't want to think about it. He jumped over and grabbed his arm. He threw him out of the way to avoid the collision of the van.

The van can't see the collision and leave in a hurry!

Huang Huasen was shocked. The hand holding the mobile phone was shaking. His face was pale and his lips were blue.

The driver of the Audi got off the car in a hurry and helped him to ask, "Secretary Huang, are you injured?"

Huang Huasen, after all, is a man who has been rolling in the officialdom for decades. He has seen a lot of big scenes. His psychological quality is very tough. He calmed down his frightened mood and said to the driver, "I'm ok. Let someone stop the van immediately. I want to see who wants me to die!"

"Yes."

The driver called the police in a hurry.

After Huang Huasen calmed down, Yang Zimei, still indifferent, said gratefully, "thank you, little girl. Without you, I would have been killed."

Yang Zimei pursed his mouth and laughed, "it's just a piece of work."

Huang Huasen remembers that just now she stretched out her hand, which seemed to contain great strength, but she used it skillfully to avoid the collision of the van, but she did not stumble and fall.

He looked at Yang Zimei carefully.

How can such a beautiful and small girl have such great strength?

He thought about it seriously. He saw her when he called just now.

She was standing at the junction of gambling stone street, about ten steps away from her. Just now, the van was about five steps in front of her, and then suddenly accelerated to hit him.

He only vaguely felt a white shadow flash, he pulled her out of the way.

In this way, she seems to be faster than the van.

This How is that possible?

Is it true that, as experts say, people will act beyond their normal abilities in certain emergency situations?

But anyway, he was saved by this little girl today.

Looking at her indifference, she didn't pay much attention to the matter of saving people just now. Her tone was light, as if she had just done a little work.

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