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Fortunately, fu qing still stepped on the gas pedal tightly, and the car sped past to avoid the two cars being blown up by the aftershock.

It seemed that uncle yan was about to arrive.

At this time, it was indeed a solution to the urgent situation, but the method was a little aggressive. If he did not pay attention, he and xiao qing would also be buried in it. The car was fine on both sides of them. If one was in front and the other was in the back, this method definitely couldn' t be carried out again.

Before ye yimo could see any backup, he knew that he was basically on his own.

The remaining two cars quickly caught up, shooting desperately from behind. Ding ding ding, ding ding, ding ding. There were a few more bullet holes in the sound of the car. They seemed to have been ruthless, desperately shooting, and fu qing screamed again in fear.

A car crashed into her from the side once again.ye yimo gritted her teeth.damn, was it more powerful than anyone else?

He squeezed to the side and grabbed the steering wheel." You keep pedaling! "

Ye yiyi quickly turned the steering wheel and crashed into the car. The car crashed into the car and the car was fast. The sound of friction was extremely dangerous. Sparks scattered everywhere, but he didn' t let go. Instead, he kept turning the steering wheel and continuing to crash!

The other side couldn' t hold it in any longer, so ye yimo forced the car into a tight corner and crashed into a full guardrail. Then, with a loud bang, the entire front of the car sank!

Ye yimo held the gun in his hands again and handed the steering wheel to fu qing.

"You add it to the road ahead and turn around immediately, understand? "Said ye yimo.

Fu qing was frightened and his eyes shrank." Turn around?" Isn't that facing them? "It was an act of courting death.

Ye yimo said in a deep voice," yes, trust me! If you don't want to be killed by the next explosion, you have to! "

Fu qing took a deep look at ye yimo, her face pale and her teeth clenched tightly. She had no choice but to trust the man in front of her. With luck, she might be able to turn around and escape today's nightmare.

Ye yimo took a deep breath. He had always been fearless, but this time, he could only choose to gamble. The car suddenly turned around and ye yimo tried his best to stabilize himself. As they suddenly turned around, the two cars did not have time to stop and still rushed over. A man in black raised a gun and shot ye yimo. He retreated and dodged.

The bullet hit the horrible door and added a few more bullet holes.

He ducked nimbly.

He narrowed his eyes and shot at the top of the tire. He fired seven or eight bullets in a row, only to see the tires fall off. Due to the speed of the car, the fallen tires flew up three or four meters high. The car turned over due to the impact and flew up one meter high. It smashed fiercely into the other car, only to hear a loud bang. Two cars were smashed into pieces, and ye yimo hit the fuel tank again. The oil gushed out.

Then, he fired another shot, only to see a loud bang, and the remaining two cars exploded as well ... Bang!

The wreckage of the car splattered everywhere!

Fu qing was dumbfounded. She didn' t know what words to describe what she had experienced today. This was probably something that others would only see in movies for several lifetimes ... Ye yimo beside her heaved a long sigh of relief. He himself couldn' t believe what had happened just now. After all, under the circumstances of losing too much blood, he had used less than 15 minutes to solve two cars.

"It's okay, xiao qing, it's okay ... Uncle yan will come ..." Ye yimo said weakly, but before she could finish, her eyelids had already started to fight.

Fu qing, who was by her side, had long been so scared that she was so weak that her hands and feet were shaking. She turned to look at ye yimo and heard that he had not finished his sentence. When she saw him close his eyes, she finally broke down and cried," ye yimo! Ye yimo! Wake up ..."

Three minutes later, uncle yan finally arrived with his men.

Fu qing watched as he was carried into the ambulance by the crowd. His heart was still filled with panic and fear, but his tears were no longer flowing, and he couldn' t make any sound at all.

Before this group of people came, fu qing had already hugged ye yimo, who was covered in blood, and he had been crying for three whole minutes. These three minutes were so painful that she could not forget the sadness. She became unusually calm, like a walking corpse, as if it was another tragedy that had greeted her.

Twice.

She felt this heart-wrenching parting. One time, when she saw her mother lying in the morgue, and this time, when she saw ye yimo, covered in blood, being carried to the ambulance.

Fu qing didn' t believe that god would be so cruel to her and would make her lose again. She just followed ye yimo into the ambulance.

At this time, zhang zhiqiang immediately reached out to stop her and asked with a livid face," you can' t go up! "

Fu qing didn' t say a word and stubbornly wanted to get to the ambulance. At this time, uncle yan came over and patted zhang zhiqiang on the shoulder before letting her get in the car.

In the ambulance, three or four emergency doctors looked grim.

"Get ready for a blood transfusion! "

"Yes! "

"It's strange. His pulse should be very fast in the early stages of hemorrhagic shock, but his pulse is very slow ..."

"What is his condition now? "

Blood pressure's 40, pulse's 62, blood oxygen's dropping fast! "

"A bottle! Speed up! I can't go on like this! If we don' t hurry to the hospital, the pulse will be weaker and the blood pressure won' t be able to be measured. By then, I' m afraid ..."

The ambulance sped all the way to the hospital. When the stretcher was pushed to the door of the operating room, the two nurses quickly grabbed her hand and paid the bill.

"Miss, you can't go in. "

...""

She seemed to have woken up from her trance and let go of her grip. The stretcher was immediately pushed into the operating room. The heavy door was slowly closed and three bright red letters lit up: during the operation.

Her body finally began to shake uncontrollably, and she cried until she was exhausted. The red light still hadn' t been extinguished ...

Fu qing squatted quietly in front of the operating room. She couldn' t stand the helpless waiting, but she couldn' t leave. She felt all her heart beating on the person lying on the operating table.

During the operation, people kept asking about young master ye's injuries, and uncle yan looked extremely embarrassed.

These people must have seen the blood stains on her body, but no one cared about her and asked her what was wrong. Everyone seemed to be focused on the big shot in the operating room.

It was no wonder that the parting of life and death had always been the most common thing in the hospital.

At this time, fu qing recalled the first time she had seen ye yimo in her life. At that time, he was so unruly and unrestrained.

He rode his cool harley through the streets, as if there was no truth or ugliness in life for this man, it was just existence, as long as he could follow his personality.

Then one day, his life force more than so much sorrow, until now, all of the time only in the blink of an eye, has been like a human.