Chapter 8: The little wild cat of the domineering president (7)
Chapter 8 The Overbearing President's Little Wildcat (7)
"No." Su Qiao replied very simply, and took it back.
Although the original body has been tested for a driver’s license, because there is always a driver at home, there is really no chance to drive in person.
444 Almost myocardial infarction: […]
Will you still be so messy?
And can you speak so arrogantly?
"Parking."
Su Qiao decided to let the dog in front stop the car first, and then kill him.
Hearing the sudden sound from behind, Lao Chen's hands holding the steering wheel tightened a lot, his joints were white, with a trace of tremor.
A drop of cold sweat was drawn from the corner of his forehead, and his lips trembled: "Miss, you can't park here."
Su Qiao's cold black eyes glanced at him, stretched out his hand, and directly pinched his neck from behind.
The clear and sweet voice does not contain a trace of temperature: "Now die, or stop."
"Little...Miss, this is on the bridge, really...really can't park."
Old Chen couldn't help shivering, even his teeth were fighting.
Ms. Su shouldn't...couldn't it be...you found something?
Although I am a little sorry for Miss Su, he has nothing to do.
Wife is in bed all year round and needs medical expenses.
After graduating from university, my son couldn’t even find a better job.
My daughter is going to college soon, and I need money everywhere at home.
If he died like this, what would they do?
Thinking of this, Lao Chen, who was hesitant, gritted his teeth again and became firm again.
Sorry, Miss Su, I can’t help Old Chen either.
Su Qiao's eyes were cold, and he was about to kill him, but 444 suddenly yelled.
[Not good, I just found out that this person is terminally ill and will not live long...]
444 before the end, almost in the blink of an eye, Su Qiao and Lao Chen moved almost at the same time.
Su Qiao clambered on the window with both hands, kicked his foot on the seat, and his slender body was pierced out of the open window.
Tumbled a few times and rolled onto the sidewalk beside the bridge railing.
While Lao Chen yelled "I'm sorry", the car slammed into the bridge rail on the right at an alarming speed like an out of control locomotive.
'boom! Bang bang! ’
Several bridge bars were broken.
In the right lane, the black car behind it had no time to brake at all. One slipped and directly hit the rear of the silver-gray BMW.
Along with the car, Lao Chen plunged into the bottomless river with a ‘plop’.
【Host, how about you? Are you hurt? 】
444 jumped anxiously:
【How can you jump off the car without saying hello? Did you know that you could be killed if you were not careful? If you die like this, you haven't completed the clone...]
"To shut up!"
'S head is already dizzy, even the front of her eyes is black.
In addition, the whole body is hurting, this second item is still bluffing here, which is really annoying.
Su Qiao sat slumped on the ground, leaning on the lamppost with his back, palms on his forehead, feeling uncomfortable and wanted to vomit.
As soon as Xiao Si said that the old driver was terminally ill, she knew that there was no room for negotiation, so she jumped out of the car immediately.
Fortunately, although there is no internal strength, after this body adjustment, the quality is not bad.
In addition to his own skill, he will not fall too badly.
【You... are you okay? 】
Knowing that she was uncomfortable, 444 did not dare to yell again and asked in a low voice.
After that, it seemed to think of something, and it slapped its small forehead: [By the way, how about legs, legs? 】
Don’t become disabled as soon as you come, then you will be in trouble.
There was a sharp pain in his right ankle, and Su Qiao shook his head.
(End of this chapter)
