My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 757 Come on, note

On the expressway, two cars drive side by side.

One of the buses slowed down a bit, and the passengers on the bus all leaned over to the windows.

"Mother Falk."

Seeing the speed of the bus slowing down, Ethan was so frightened that his palms sweated, he stopped loudly and said:
"Keep speed and don't slow down."

The driver with the afro was scolded by him right on the head. Although he was a little dissatisfied, he still stepped on the accelerator faintly.

Seeing this, Ethan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything Payne has done before is very effective. He has fully proved that he can't joke, so Ethan is absolutely convinced that there is a bomb in the car.

But this matter cannot be clearly stated now.

If the passengers in the car heard it, something might happen.

If you want to say it, you can only say it after you get in the car.

As for how to get in the car, Ethan had a toothache when he thought of this, but he had no choice but to fight in this situation.

Telling the driver to keep the speed, Ethan drove the Jaguar to the other side. He looked at the dreadlocked old man next to him: "Listen, I need to get on that bus. I need your cooperation later."

"Waterfa?"

The dreadlocked old black put on a question mark face: "Is it just you who are so crazy, or are all the tiaozi so crazy?"

"We're all in a fast-moving car, how do you get there?"

"jump over."

Ethan gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

"No, no, I can't watch you die like this." Dreadlocked Hei shook his head quickly, and said with a crackling mouth: "Is there anything you can't wait for the bus to stop, why are you trying to catch Brother Ni, in such a hurry? "

"Listen, there's a bomb in the car."

Ethan grabbed his collar and shouted sharply: "Wait for you to help stabilize the steering wheel, I need to jump over to deal with it, understand?"

"understood."

The voice of the dirty braided old man trembled: "Can't you stop the car?"

"No."

Ethan shook his head and glanced ahead: "The speed of the car is less than fifty miles, and the bomb will explode."

"Just now, more than a dozen people have been killed."

"Otherwise, how do you think the blood on my body came from?"

"Great gift, Xie Te." Thinking that the bus that was close at hand would explode at any time, the old man with dirty braids immediately fought back and forth. He smiled uglier than crying: "Can you let me get off the bus now?"

"I want to go home, my mom made fried chicken."

"You're a rap guy, show some guts." Ethan accelerated, and the vehicle slowly approached the front door of the bus: "Think about it, what a good material this is, and it's a great talking point."

"How many girls can I help you with in the future?"

Dirty braided black eyes lit up, and he swallowed: "Like in an action movie?"

"Yes."

As long as you can coax him to help, you can say anything, Ethan nodded: "And there are more than a dozen lives inside, please, we can't just ignore death, people can be selfish, but not too selfish."

"Today, you too can be a hero."

"no problem."

The dreadlocked old black became excited. He raised his hands and made a rap gesture: "You are a real warrior, I admire you, and I will do it with you. Of course, this is not for girls."

"Those fucking fuckers, who has ever done something like me, Wuhu~~~"

Gusts of wind blew away his voice.

Through the front door, Ethan kept gesturing to the driver to open the door.

The fear of the unknown is very scary.

The driver with the afro hesitated for a while, but obediently opened the front door. A gust of wind poured into the car in an instant, and the short floral skirt of a short brown-haired woman sitting in the front row was lifted up, revealing the spring.

This sudden movement caused screams in the car.

Questions and curses sounded one after another.

"Listen." Glancing at the long stretch of straight road ahead, Ethan yelled at the driver in the bus: "Keep the speed, don't move around, stabilize the vehicle."

"No problem." The driver glanced at him nervously, holding the steering wheel with both hands:
"but why?"

The next moment, his eyes widened instantly.

Including the brown-haired girl, everyone in the car who saw this scene tightly covered their mouths.

"Step on the accelerator and hold the steering wheel."

After explaining clearly to the dreadlocked old black, Ethan slowly squatted down on the seat.

"no problem."

Old Hei's heart was beating wildly, he held the steering wheel tightly, stretched out his other foot awkwardly, and firmly pressed against the accelerator.

Ethan grabbed the upper edge of the windshield and stood up slowly.

"Ba ba ba ~"

Cars passed by, horns blared frantically.

A middle-aged man sitting in the back of the bus, his legs were shaking constantly.

With his hands in his pockets, he stared straight at this scene, so nervous that a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

The air waves from the passing vehicles made Ethan's body shake, and he cursed inwardly. The distance between the cheetah and the bus was more than one meter, and he didn't dare to get too close.

If you are not careful, you will be killed in a car crash.

The wheels spun fast, and the road swished backwards.

In the ears, only the whistling wind could be heard, and the sunlight shone on the glass of the bus, which was a little dazzling.

Turn your body and put one foot on the car door.

The clothes on his body rattled, a pebble was stuck to the cheetah's tire, and the vehicle body shook slightly, making the people in the bus hold their breath.

"Shh."

With force on his feet, he stepped on the car door and kicked.

Things changed later, Ethan made up his mind, and ran towards the opposite side like a leopard in the fast-speeding car.

"bump!"

The boots stepped on the bus threshold and made a muffled sound.

With quick eyes and quick hands, he firmly grasped the gauntlet.

With a swipe, his back was soaked in sweat. He didn't have time to think about it, so he turned his head quickly.

"Yeah, nice job!"

Seeing Ethan successfully jumping on the bus, the dirty-braided old man quickly let go of the accelerator and waved his arms excitedly.

He forgot about his current situation.

The steering wheel shook, and the car swayed suddenly, throwing him onto the seat.

The convertible sports car crooked and rushed towards the water horse beside the road.

"Boom."

The water horse exploded in an instant, and the water inside splashed more than ten meters high and fell in a patter.

A dark arm was raised high, and the old man with dirty braids struggled to stand up. The big gold chain shone brightly. He waved his hands excitedly: "I'm fine, Madam Fake, I'm fine."

"Come on, Tiaozi!"

Giving him a thumbs up, Ethan finally felt relieved.

Turning around, the people in the carriage all stared at him dumbfounded. The floral skirt of the girl sitting in the front row was blown up by the wind, and the grass swayed slightly.

Ethan collected himself and looked away.

"listen."

He walked quickly to the driver's seat, put his arms around the driver's shoulder and said in a low voice, "This car has been planted with a bomb, which is why I jumped up desperately."

"You just have to remember one thing, you can't drive less than [-] mph."

"As long as it is not lower than fifty miles, it will not explode."

The driver with the afro turned his stiff neck and looked at Ethan in horror. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be such a thing.

(End of this chapter)