Chapter 662 (1/2)

”Damn it! Doesn't it mean he's a weak pianist? How can he drive so smoothly?” looking at the silver sports car running desperately not far away, a man in black in the back car finally scolded, ”get out of the way, let me come!”

Thinking of the scene just now, the man in the driver's seat got out of the car and gave way, ”tiger, you can be careful.”

Tiger stepped on the accelerator and rushed madly towards the sports car with leaf weariness.

”Dare to play drag racing with me, do you think you are the God of cars s?” tiger gnashed his teeth at the thought of their own car being rear ended just now. He smelled dangerous and dark all over and quickly doubled his speed.

Ye Yanli's eyes were deep, and his cold eyes exuded a strong smell of terror. He stepped on the accelerator and felt the madness of the car behind him. He became more and more calm. I saw the sunspots coming up behind me.

He suddenly slowed down the speed. The black car rushed too hard and soon overtook Ye Yanli's sports car. Ye Yanli looked at the other two cars following up in the rearview mirror, turned the steering wheel and sensitively hit the black car rubbing against the body.

”Bang!”

The two cars collided, and the silver sports car then fell headlong onto the roadside railing. The black car whirled around the road and swept the two black cars aside.

At this time, ye wearily left and quickly started the car and left in the opposite direction. Unexpectedly, the black car immediately came up, and there was an endless sea in front.

Seeing that there was no escape, ye Yanli suddenly stepped on the brake. Just as the black car caught up, he picked up the file folder in his arms and plunged into the sea.

Even if he is dead, it is impossible to give these identification results to these people in black.

Who are these people?

”My grass, he jumped into the sea!”

”Is there a mistake?”

”Which of you can swim?”

Several people in black looked at each other. Finally, they could only shake their heads and sigh and drive away.

The rain in the sky is getting heavier and heavier. The drizzle has long turned into a downpour. The heavy rain crackles like a bamboo tube pouring beans onto the sea.

Spray after spray.

The sea breeze roared and rolled up huge waves, beating the beach on the shore.

Ye wearily didn't know how long he swam. He was tired, but he held the file folder in his arms. The file folder was a plastic box. Although the box was sealed, it was soaked in the sea water for so long that he was afraid it would seep into the sea water.

But he didn't care so much. Now he just wanted to be closer to the shore and closer.

His whole body was already wet, and the cold sea water surrounded him. Suddenly, a spray came, and the sea water was not above his head. He was almost killed by the spray.

His head is dizzy. The salty and wet sea water is constantly pouring into his mouth and nose. His consciousness is gradually blurred. No... no, I don't want to die.

I haven't met Xiao Su yet

He shook his head and tried to swim forward, but his body was as heavy as being bound with countless big stones. He was so tired that he almost lost his strength and had no strength.

Just then!

Suddenly, a pair of arms propped up his waist.

He suddenly woke up, slowly opened his eyes, and saw a familiar and beautiful face. The woman was holding his waist with both hands, swimming with both legs and kicking in the sea, trying to drag him to the surface of Shanghai so that he could breathe fresh air.

Yaner?

Why is she here?

He's not dreaming, is he?

Song Jiayan breathed hard and swam forward with Ye Yanli in her arms. Fortunately, she was not an ordinary weak woman and had no strength to bind chickens.

At least she has trained with Ye Yanli in the air force department for more than a year, so she is still stronger than ordinary women. She frowned and looked at the file folder tightly held by Ye tiri in her arms. Without this thing, ye tiri would swim a little easier.

”Miss!” a man's voice came. Song Jiayan didn't care to wipe the water on her face and shouted desperately, ”come and help!”

The men on the speedboat immediately jumped down with a few plops and swam towards her.

With all hands and feet, they fished Ye Tianli out of the sea and saved him on the speedboat.

He lay limply on the deck of the speedboat, gasping for breath.

Song Jiayan knelt down beside him. ”I'll help you force the water out of your lungs first. It may hurt a little. You can bear it.”

With that, she began to press Ye Yili's chest and pressed hard. Ye Yili couldn't help tilting his head, coughing violently, and spit out several mouthfuls of salty and wet sea water.

At this time, his chest felt much more comfortable. Fresh air was suddenly sucked into his lungs. He took a long breath and sat up from the deck.

The rain is still pouring down all over the world. Song Jiayan is wet all over. She is wearing a white coat and black pants.