Chapter 385 (1/2)



385 a thrilling escape, heartache, and anger!

If she couldn’t get out, she would crash into a car and get into an accident. It was impossible for her not to panic when such a dangerous thing happened in such a short time, but she still tried her best to calm down.

The car door was locked, and the car was sliding down rapidly. The inertia made it difficult to brake.

The car was moving too fast, and the strong inertia caused the protective barrier to tilt. Rong Zhan’s body shook and he was almost thrown out of the car.

Now, they were so fast that they were rushing down in less than ten meters. Rong Zhan’s long and narrow eyes were red as he smashed the glass with all his might. He looked at sang Xia and gave her a hand signal. Sang Xia dodged to the side. The glass that was supposed to prevent it from breaking was finally penetrated. The stuck part was torn apart after he smashed through it, and her hand was bleeding from the stab.

“My wife! Quickly come out!”

Rong Zhan’s anxious voice could finally be heard clearly. He quickly reached out and pulled her out of the passenger seat. The car was out of control and could not stop. Sang Xia was in his arms. At the last moment, he carried her and jumped out of the car!

He hugged her tightly with one hand and protected the back of her head with the other. Her entire body was in his arms!

The car behind them quickly left the road. A small truck drove over and the luxury Bentley was hit by the speeding truck–!

The Bentley was directly knocked over. The truck made a quick turn and the entire car flipped over on the front of the Bentley.

The sudden change in the situation caused the road to be filled with the sound of rapid brakes and sharp wheels sliding on the ground. With a few bangs, several cars collided into each other, and there was even a side flip and a fire!

People screamed and ran out of their cars, and it was a mess!

Rong Zhan was holding sang Xia on the ground, breathing heavily. His chest was heaving up and down, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging. Being held by Rong Zhan, sang Xia’s body was cold, and her forehead was wet with sweat.

For the first time, she felt so helpless in the face of death. She felt so fragile.