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872. Chapter 872 Car accident

Ye Jian, who had been paying attention, didn't even have time to say "care". He loosened his seat belt within a second, turned his whole body to the driver's seat, held the steering wheel with both hands and turned quickly. As the strong light rushed over, Ye Jian calmly said: "Preat the accelerator! Quick!"

In this second, Mr. Song's brain still responded. He stepped on the accelerator to the lowest point. The whole car was like an arrow off the string. Under Ye Jian's control, the car drifted beautifully on the road.

The rubber wheels rubbed against the ground and made a sharp "squeaking" sound. In the screams of Mr. Song, Ye Jian continued the second side drifting, causing the entire sports car to "boom" towards the front, thus avoiding the truck's rampage.

Fortunately, it is a Ferrari sports car with top-notch refueling speed and control ability, so it can complete two side drifts in a row under such circumstances!

"Bang bang bang!" It sounded loudly. From the central rearview mirror, you can see that a large truck driving on the opposite road directly hit the middle guardrail, swept across the road, and broke several street lights and the light posts in succession, and finally rushed to the green belt.

After avoiding the danger, Ye Jian straightened the steering wheel and said in a stern manner: "Auntie, let's park the car and get out of the car to see the situation."

No matter when, what she learned will be useful. If she had not trained with the car soldiers, this is the second time she has given her life.

Compared to Mr. Song, who was so scared that he was so straight, Ye Jian was incredibly calm that she didn't even have a look of scared expression, and even her eyes were as quiet as a mirror.

Mr. Song was so scared that he didn't know how he raised his foot and stepped on the brake. She even forgot to pull down the handbrake. Or Ye Jian pulled it up and then turned off the car. "Aunt Song, please breathe slowly first, I get out of the car and see the situation of the truck."

Ye Jian had already encountered such an accident just now during training. The brain combined with the reaction between the hands, and the brain immediately came up with a way to avoid it. The hands followed the brain quickly, so as to achieve flexibility and calmness to avoid sudden car accidents.

Mr. Song was still in the car for a while. When Ye Jian was talking to her, his neck twisted stiffly and his eyes were staring at Ye Jian dull.

It was said that it was to look at it, but in fact the pupils were all enlarged and the sight was not suddenly concentrated on Ye Jian. In other words, the mind of his brain did not keep up, and he didn't know what Ye Jian said or what he was doing.

After getting off the bus, Ye Jian saw that the front of the truck that rushed from the opposite road was twisted and deformed, scattered with car parts, and the long truck compartment rolled over horizontally in the middle of the horse, blocking the road leading to the airport.

Ye Jian's first reaction was to look at the opposite road to see if there was a car hit on the opposite side, and the wind blew, which smelled gasoline, and smelled like paint.

These are all very irritating smells. Ye Jian, who is sensitive to the smell, wrinkled his nose uncomfortable.

"What happened!! Something happened!"

"Quick, call the police, call the police."

On the opposite road, two private cars that picked up people from the airport stopped one after another. Those with mobile phones quickly called the police, and someone notified the ambulance.

Then a car drove to the city without stopping on the opposite road. The car was speeding to mean that the traffic on the opposite road was smooth and no car was hit.

The scene on her side was very tragic, with parts splashing everywhere, five street lamp posts hitting directly, the lamp posts on the edge fell horizontally on the truck compartment, and the cables buried on the ground were dragged out.
Chapter completed!
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