The first love of the villains ran away with a passerby [Quick Transmigration]

Zhou Mingjie stepped on the brake almost reflexively.

The sudden emergency brake made the unprepared tired body lean forward due to inertia, but was bounced back by the safety belt, strangling his chest with burning pain.

He turned his head and stared at Zhou Mingjie.

He unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, walked around to the driver's seat and opened the door to pull Zhou Jieming out of the car with an inexplicable expression.

The weather in late autumn is unpredictable.

It was sunny yesterday, but today the temperature changed suddenly. The cold autumn wind that picked up on the flat ground seeped into his thin clothes with only a shirt on, causing his hairs to stand on end.

He shuddered, and turned his head to give Zhou Jieming instructions, but saw Zhou Mingjie backing away in horror.

"..." He sniffed at the lollipop, ignoring the defense on Zhou Mingjie's face: "Just find a high place to squat here, and once you see Wei Yingshao's car approaching, you should notify me, I understand ?"

"Aren't you trying to get rid of me here?"

"What?" I was stunned for a moment, and saw that the person who was on alert just now was full of annoyance, and realized the meaning of that sentence belatedly, raised his eyebrows immediately, and said meaningfully: "So Is it you who miss me so much?"

"No, no, no!" Zhou Mingjie waved his hands again and again, "I didn't think so."

He snorted and laughed.

It seems that this person did not clean up in vain last night.

He picked up the lollipop: "Okay, you squat here, don't try to escape, of course it doesn't matter if you run..."

He deliberately paused his words here, and saw Zhou Mingjie, who looked a little sluggish, his eyes lit up, he sneered, turned and stepped into the driver's seat, and left a paragraph.

"Anyway, your means of transportation, documents and equipment are all with me, so you can't run far for a while. If you really want to try the consequences of being caught by me, you can just run."

After the words fell, the car started and went crookedly on the road, leaving Zhou Mingjie struggling in the cold wind.

This barren mountain is the only way from Kyoto to Shengde Town, and there is nothing special about it.

Before setting off, I checked the map on the Internet in advance, and when I came here in the morning, I observed it along the way again. It is very suitable to stop Wei Yingshao here-now his first problem is to drive the car smoothly.

Can't drive.

But Liang didn't tire of it. He fumbled from memory and practiced back and forth on this mountain road.

He also went from a pause at the beginning to a smooth ride at the end, and finally parked the car in a blind spot on a corner in the middle of the barren mountains, but he didn't notice that the pointer of the fuel gauge stopped on the letter E.

While waiting, when I was bored, I took out my mobile phone and found a small puzzle game called "Defend Carrot" to play.

The sound effects of the game are constantly echoing in the car.

The sky outside the car window was getting darker and darker, and the light inside the car gradually dimmed. The only light source came from the flickering fluorescence of the mobile phone screen. The faint blue halo traced a smooth and superior line for his outline.

He still wears a white shirt with black trousers today.

But the collar was buttoned neatly, and only a small section of the neck could be seen.

Eyes half-drooped, staring at the phone screen, the corners of his lips were slightly raised as he cleared the level, appearing a little careless.

At this moment, the game screen on the screen jumped to the caller ID.

The finger commanding the game turret paused, swiped across the screen, clicked on the loudspeaker, and looked up at the front glass of the car.

The front glass of the car was covered with fog at some point. He took out a tissue and got up to wipe it—the person on the other end of the receiver sniffed and asked in a low voice: "Liang...not tired, can I ask first?" Why are you squatting at Boss Wei?"

After wiping out a spot, I realized that it was already raining outside, silently covering the entire glass.

He thought it was troublesome, so he pushed open the car door and walked down. The autumn rain was like silk, like mist, and like smoke, covering the barren mountains with a hazy gauze.

Anxiety withdrew her gaze, and landed on the time on the top of the phone, exactly twelve o'clock, the corners of her lips curled up, and said softly, "Is Wei Yingshao's car here?"

"..." There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"You'll know right away." After confirming that the person is coming soon, Yan hangs up the phone directly, returns to the driver's seat and puts the neutral gear in one hand, turns the key with the other hand, and at the same time presses on the brake and clutch with both feet to start the car.

But when the key was turned off, the car buzzed and then became silent.

Ok?

what's the situation?

Tired of frowning and tried again, the car still wouldn't start.

After trying for a few minutes and still not moving at all, he got out of the car annoyedly holding his mobile phone, with one hand on his hips and the other to dial Zhou Mingjie's number - at this moment the buzzing of the car came from far to near.

So fast?

Yan frowned, put down his phone and walked up the slope, looked up, the noisy roar was like a high-powered engine of a sports car, and like an arrow off the string, rushing out of the rain and fog at lightning speed.

A few seconds ago, it was just a vague outline, but in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of my eyes.

He raised his eyebrows, and then glanced at the car stuck in the road, that's fine.

The galloping person just made a beautiful turning and drifting like a show, and didn't notice a dusty car blocked on the narrow concrete road.

When I found out, I couldn't avoid it, so I could only slam on the brakes and slam the steering wheel.

The harsh sound of tires rubbing against the concrete resounded through the forest.

But the speed of the car was too fast, and the steering wheel was turned too fast.

The speeding car suddenly lost control, deviated from the direction and rushed downhill - in a blink of an eye, the driver's door suddenly opened, and a figure hugged his head and jumped.

Then, due to inertia, it rolled down the hillside.

The out-of-control car also crashed straight into a big tree, making a loud noise that shook the forest.

Witnessing this scene, Yan touched the rain on his face, jumped down from the high slope, bent down to pick up a stone, and weighed it in his hand. It was just the right size and weight.

Immediately, with his back behind him, he walked slowly towards the person who jumped out of the car—at this moment, a painful cry came from the withered bushes: "My Maybach!"

The overly mature voice made Yan Yan feel a bad premonition inexplicably.

His brisk steps paused, and he glanced at the luxury car that had been turned off and parked next to the fallen tree. It was black, exactly the same as the car he saw in Shengde Town before.

But he always felt something was wrong.

After thinking about it, he lightly touched and dropped the stone in his hand, stepped forward and looked tentatively towards the bushes.

A man in a black racing suit was lying on the ground, looking up at the smoking car.

The ponytail tied at the back of the head was messed up and covered the other person's face in embarrassment - Wei Yingshao's hair was still short in the photo three months ago, so... it should, it shouldn't have grown so fast, right?

After a little hesitation, Yan suddenly met a pair of colorless eyes.

The color of his pupils is cold gold with a metallic texture, the narrow and long phoenix eyes and the look of contempt revealed in his eyes make him not lose to anyone in terms of momentum even if he is at a disadvantage.

But this strength is in stark contrast to the blood flowing on his cheeks—he was injured, and the overgrown bushes scratched his cheeks and forehead while rolling down, leaving streaks of blood, oozing large. piece of blood.

The bright red color made his complexion pale and pale. It should be a miserable and desolate situation, but because of his expressionless face, there was a strong sense of contrast.

"Is that car stuck in the road yours?"

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