: That uncle hit

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As he ran, he said, "I didn't do anything. The uncle hit it."

As soon as the words fell, the red Ferrari went away.

Zhang Xingyun froze for two seconds before recovering, standing up and pointing in the direction of Aunt Nian's departure and yelling, "What a real pit you are!"

He didn't expect that he kindly came down to help her to see if there was any problem with the traffic police. As long as he had a breath, he could be rescued. As a result, this little fart Ni left without saying a word and dumped the pot to himself.

If Zhang Xingyun is not looking at the fact that the current situation of the traffic police is still uncertain, he must have driven directly to catch up, but now life is still more important.

After all, there is still one's own responsibility, that is to say, a slap doesn't make a sound. If she doesn't compete with this little girl, she won't be on the way here.

Zhang Xingyun inspected the traffic police again. His luck at the female traffic police was also a five-body throw to the ground. Except that his right wrist hit the ground and was dislocated, all that remained was bruises.

He took a sigh of relief, grabbed the female traffic policeman's wrist, found the position, and pushed upward.

"Well!"

The woman's body trembled, and a cry came out, and the tingling in her hand woke her up.

The moment I saw Zhang Xingyun, it burst into hair instantly!

"why is it you again!"

Zhang Xingyun froze, why didn't it seem like thanking himself, and why is this sound so familiar?

Before Zhang Xingyun thought about it, the female traffic police took off her helmet. If you didn't have this, your head would not only hit with your head.

Seeing this pale, but pretty face in front of him, Zhang Xingyun suddenly had nothing to say, or it sounded familiar, or it was the little traffic policeman he had seen before noon!

The one that has to check your driver's license!

"Little sister, you admit the wrong person." Zhang Xingyun directly raised his hand to block his face, trying to pretend not to know.

"Acknowledge the mistake to a ghost, I will not know who I will not know you!" Liu Qinglin said indignantly with her small face stretched.

The black line on Zhang Xingyun's face, this traffic policeman's speech is also easy to misunderstand that person.

Looking at her spitting eyes, Zhang Xingyun couldn't help explaining, "Well, I admit it's me, but the one who hit you just now has nothing to do with me."

"You're still lying, it's not who you are in the car just now!"

He knew that there was no reason for a woman who was stunned by anger. The driver just now was not himself!

Even if you can't see your face clearly, you can't separate men and women?

But because of his poor image in Liu Qinglin's eyes, he had no chance of sophistry and was admitted to death.

"Just say what you want to do."

"What do I want to do, I still want to ask you what you want to do!" Liu Qinglin was almost laughed at by Zhang Xingyun.

"Do you know how many vehicles rear-end you are driving like this, and the whole road is blocked, you still ask me what I want to do! You don't have to say anything, just come back to me and take notes!"

Zhang Xingyun looked at Liu Qinglin, who wanted to cramp himself, and murmured a little, "I'm the one who saved me, even thank you."

"You still want me to thank you? You almost killed me, and you thank you? Do I have to thank your eighteen generations of ancestors!"

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