Chapter 928: Call 120

Through the rearview mirror, Jiang Shiyu saw a white car and said angrily: "How can you drive a car and rear-end it in a place with so little traffic?"

The moment the rear of the car was hit, Song Jia subconsciously rushed towards An Wen to protect her head.

"Are you okay, Wenwen?" Song Jia asked nervously.

An Wen shook her head and looked at Song Jia. Blood flowed from Song Jia's forehead.

When she rushed over, she hit her head due to inertia.

"Sister Song, you're bleeding." An Wen said nervously, reaching out to check her wound.

"The skin is broken, it's okay." Song Jia stopped An Wen's hand and opened the door to go out, but couldn't open it.

"Xiao Jiang!"

"Sister Song, this is not an ordinary rear-end, it seems to be an illegitimate child. I remember their faces." Jiang Shiyu said in a panic.

"Are you crazy? Could it be that they want to get close to each other by rear-ending them?" Song Jia said angrily.

An Wen was looking through her bag and finally found a band-aid.

"Sister Song, don't move, I'll put a band-aid on it for you." An Wen stood up to put a band-aid on Song Jia.

"No need." Song Jia reacted quickly because her angry tone was not good, and said: "The wound is in the hair, it will be useless to apply it."

She wiped her face haphazardly with paper.

At this time, four men had already walked out of the car behind them, patting their windows and shouting inside.

"I'm really sorry for hitting your car. Let's come out and talk."

"I'm really sorry……"

…

These people said they were embarrassed, but their eyes were different. One of them even leaned against the car window.

Song Jia wiped a few pieces of paper and found that the blood could not be wiped off at all. She threw the bloody paper aside irritably and stopped wiping it.

"Xiaojiang calls the police. I'll go down and talk to them. It's really heartbreaking!"

After saying that, Song Jia opened the door to go out, and the people outside all smiled.

Suddenly there was a force from behind, Song Jia was pulled back, and the door was closed.

"Wenwen, what are you doing!" Song Jia said angrily.

"No need to call the police, call 120." An Wen said calmly.

Before Song Jia could react, An Wen had already opened the door and left.

"Sister Song, what should we do? No one will be killed!" Jiang Shiyu was frightened by An Wen.

Song Jia quickly opened the door in panic and went out.

"Don't leave, then should I call 110 or 120? Forget it... let's call them both!" Jiang Shiyu said.

As soon as An Wen got out of the car, the four men screamed.

"I didn't expect it to be a goddess. We like you very much, An Wen?"

"Shall we take a photo?"

"My brother just got his driver's license, sorry."

…

These people all used their words very well, with smiles on their faces. One of them, a fat man, grinned and leaned towards An Wen. Many of the pimples on his cheeks were filled with white pus.

"We are really your fans, An Wen, you are so beautiful!"

These people all raised their mobile phones to take pictures of An Wen, getting closer and closer to An Wen.

The fat man stretched his hand to An Wen's shoulder, his grin getting wider and wider!

"Let go of your hand!" Song Jia said angrily, pushing his hand away and blocking An Wen's face.

"Is there something you can't talk about? You have to do it!"

"We didn't take action. We just wanted to talk to the goddess about compensation." One of them said with a smile.

"Then let's wait until the police come!" Song Jia said coldly.

"OK!"

It will take time for the police to come. They can talk to An Wen more.

An Wen is so beautiful in person. Although she has been following her for so many days, this is the first time she has been so close to her.

Her facial features are incredibly delicate, her peach blossom eyes are absolutely beautiful no matter what her mood is, and her skin is really white and tender.

She wore pencil pants today. Her legs were thin and straight. Looking at her upper body, her figure was really perfect.