Chapter 159 (1/2)

Dragon Hermit Luo Tianlang 29720K 2022-07-22

By the Fuhe River, the black SUV hit a student on the sidewalk at a speed of far more than 70 yards. Passers-by who saw this scene shouted in surprise. A tragedy is about to be staged.

At the moment of crisis, Xia Yan did not panic. He was a student and had the combat experience of Lich. At the moment of life and death, he had only ways to deal with it, not panic.

Great strength broke out at the foot. The sneakers bought for 300 yuan were pedaled on the floor tiles, and the soles rubbed against the ground, emitting green smoke.

Xia Yan soared up, raised her legs as much as possible, and pushed her knees to her chest. In the shocked eyes of the driver and passers-by, the roof of the off-road vehicle rubbed the soles of his shoes, smashed a street tree and knocked away the stone railing pole by the river. Although the driver braked and slammed the steering wheel in time, the left front wheel still rushed out of the river embankment and half of the front of the car was suspended in the air.

Xia Yan fell to the ground. The soles of her feet were cold for a while. She looked down. The sneakers she had just bought for 300 yuan a few days ago had been degummed by great force. Two uppers tilted up like crocodile mouths, socks were torn, and two bare feet were exposed outside.

His heart beat violently, and then a feeling of fear hit his heart. He threw off his shoes, walked barefoot to the SUV, picked up a piece of gravel and smashed it against the cab glass.

Smashed a few times, the glass broke, and Xia Yan saw a pair of shocked eyes. He didn't find out the driver, although it was easy. He just looked at the man coldly, his eyes were cold and frightening: ”did Xie Zheng send you?”

”I don't know what you're saying. It's just an accident. You can call the police. By the way, I also want to find the insurance company.” the driver soon recovered his composure and ignored Xia Yan's questions.

”If you don't answer, I know who sent you.” Xia Yan shook his head and grabbed the front cover with one hand and the roof with the other hand. With a fierce effort, the heavy off-road vehicle fell forward and slid slowly into the river.

”What are you doing? This is murder. I'll sue you!” the driver shouted in horror.

”If you can't die, it's not murder. Go down and drink smelly water first.” Xia Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He tried again, and the heavy SUV fell head down into the Fuhe River.

Seeing this scene, passers-by from far and near exclaimed again. The traffic accident just now didn't hit the dead. Is the driver going to fall into the river and drown?

If Xia Yan didn't smash the window, the driver might really drown. Of course, in that case, he would really be killed.

After more than twenty seconds, the driver got out of the broken window, put his head out of the water, gasped, and wanted to find a place to climb ashore. However, the river bank was nearly three meters high. He couldn't reach it at all. He could only float in the water and scolded Xia Yan.