Chapter 353: Mo Jingshen, Come Out for Me, Come Out Quickly

Ji Nuan's body trembled with pain, and her heart seemed to be empty. Looking at the car, she crawled on the ground with both hands in vain, but she couldn't crawl. The sharp pain in her abdomen stimulated her. nerve.

"Depth of field..."

In the distance, there was a loud explosion, and without guessing it was known that the car Su Xueyi was riding spontaneously ignited and exploded.

The highway was suffocated quietly in an instant, and the smell of death slowly penetrated Ji Nuan's skin.

Her tense and disordered nerves cooled down a little, but they were bone-chilling.

Ji Nuan had never felt that the sky was so dark.

The black Bentley stopped there motionless, and the gasoline that spread under the body burst into a small fire. Ji Nuan stared at the fire, and hurriedly gritted his teeth and desperately tried to climb over to put out the fire, but he only moved forward after working hard for a long time. a few centimeters.

"Mrs. Mo!" Feng Ling's voice followed closely. There were already a lot of parked drivers behind the giant truck. She quickly pushed the crowd away and ran in. She saw Ji Nuan lying on the ground with red eyes. Step by step.

Feng Ling squatted down to help Ji Nuan, but Ji Nuan kept her eyes fixed on the black Bentley and said in a hoarse voice, "Who is the person in the car...?"

"I'll help you up first." Feng Ling almost never cried, now seeing Ji Nuan's blank and empty eyes, and seeing the blood oozing from her lower body, her eyes were almost red, and she stepped forward to help her up. However, Ji Nuan couldn't even stand still, but just kept staring at the car.

"Tell me...who is in the car..."

Feng Ling gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Ji Nuan slowly turned her eyes and looked at Feng Ling: "Is it Mo Jingshen?"

Feng Ling grabbed her arm to prevent her from falling, but the hand on her arm was trembling slightly. She tried hard to comfort her, but she couldn't hold back her emotions at all, so she lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "We and Mr. Mo have tracked where you are, and we chased after you all the way. We had already fallen for half an hour, and we finally caught up with you at the fastest speed possible, but just now I saw you suddenly being pulled out of the car window. Pushing out half of the body, Mr. Mo's car suddenly accelerated to the limit..."

Ji Nuan's mind instantly went into a trance.

The person in the car is... Mo Jingshen...

The moment his consciousness stayed here, Ji Nuan suddenly pushed Feng Ling away, turned around and staggered and rushed in the direction of the car.

Feng Ling did not expect that she would still have the strength to push herself away, so she stepped back and was caught off guard. When she hurriedly stretched out her hand to help, Ji Nuan had already pounced on the black Bentley. She rushed forward and nearly fell to the ground. Nuan pulled and held her arm tightly: "Mrs. Mo, don't do this..."

Ji Nuan's eyes only stared at the motionless Bentley in front of him, as if no sound could be heard in his ears.

Nan Heng, who almost rushed into the crowd at the same time as Feng Ling, didn't say a word of nonsense, and directly asked Ah K and others to arrest the driver of the giant truck.

The surrounding drivers pointed in this direction one by one——

"Did the car in front explode? Why did it explode suddenly? It's terrible?"

"This car was hit so badly. The body of this Bentley car is very strong, and it can be hit like this. It can be seen how strong the impact is... This will not be the legendary highway murder..."

"This car has leaked oil, look, the oil is on fire!"

"Will this car explode too..."

The whispers of a group of people couldn't get into Ji Nuan's ears. She held back tears and stared at the broken car window with blood red eyes. She tried to swing Feng Ling away, but Feng Ling still held on tightly. Her arms, and finally both hands hugged Ji Nuan: "Mrs. Mo, don't be impulsive!"

"let me go!"

"Mrs. Mo!"

"Feng Ling, let me go!" Ji Nuan shouted, "Let go—"

"Now this car may spontaneously ignite in a large area at any time! Mr. Mo rushed the car over here and blocked it here, regardless of his life.

Just to save your life! No matter what Mr. Mo is, if you don't back away now, isn't Mr. Mo sacrificed in vain? "

"Sacrificing what? How could it be possible to sacrifice? He won't--" Ji Nuan struggled in her arms like crazy, but in the end he couldn't move. Hearing the sound of Nan Heng and the others trying to lift the door panel, the tears stopped. Unable to stop, the whole person knelt down to the ground weakly.

"Ji Nuan..." Feng Ling couldn't help calling her name, she lowered her head and saw Ji Nuan's trembling and twitching shoulders, put her hand on her shoulder, and tried to calmly say, "Your lower body is covered in blood, you Get in the car first, Ji Nuan, don't do this..."

Seeing that the flames on the gasoline under the car were getting bigger and bigger, Ji Nuan wanted to go forward to put it out, but Nan Heng suddenly raised his eyes to look in Ji Nuan's direction, and said solemnly: "Feng Ling, take Ji Nuan away immediately!"

Taking Ji Nuan away is inevitable. With Nan Heng's order, Feng Ling forcibly lifted Ji Nuan from the ground, put his arms around her shoulders, and held her hand: "Go!"

Ji Nuan didn't speak, didn't move, just kept staring at the black Bentley, watching more and more blood pools spread along the door, only to feel that the sky was dark.

"Mo Jingshen, come out for me, come out quickly." Ji Nuan's head was empty, and he was about to walk towards the car door unconsciously, but was held down by Feng Ling.

She stared blankly at the deformed car door: "Bentley's airbags are better than many cars. He will be fine, right..."

Ji Nuan seemed to be talking to Feng Ling, to someone in the car, and even to himself.

Feng Ling didn't say a word.

No matter how good the car is, it just rushed up at the limit speed. If it is an ordinary car at this speed, it is estimated that it will break up in an instant. The huge impact is not a normal person at all. It can bear it, not to mention that Mr. Mo just blocked the car, and the part that was hit was the side of the car. The defensiveness of the side body itself is not as strong as the front and rear bodies, and the situation inside the car is obviously no worse than that outside the car. Well, only worse than they saw.

At the moment when Ji Nuan was almost crushed to death by a giant truck, Mr. Mo was trading his own life for Ji Nuan's.

The moment he suddenly drove the car to the limit just now, no one could have expected this scene.

Even though Feng Ling was born and died for so many years, she was already used to seeing life and death, but she still will never forget the scene just now.

Feng Ling held Ji Nuan's hand and twisted her body hard to take her away.

In fact, Ji Nuan didn't have much strength, and the crimson and stickiness of her lower body made her understand what she had lost at this moment.

Why is this happening?

Why did it suddenly become like this?

At the moment when he was forcibly turned around, Ji Nuan's eyes stared blankly at the ground, and he could still hear the sound of gasoline dripping from the Bentley, one drop, two drops...