"Small, small, small..." Lin pangpangpang said he couldn''t speak. He was crazy. He never knew that this very kind little aunt milk would be a crazy batch!!

    Even a luxury car will die if it hits at this speed?? Is the speed across the street 120?? He suddenly thought of the math problem of the bird hitting the plane in the textbook, and then his mind was full of four words: no life.

    Too dangerous, too dangerous, too dangerous!!!!

    "Aunt milk!!" Lin Pangpang burst into tears, but Lin Jian was very excited and even accelerated.

    She likes racing. In this age, she can''t fly with a sword, but at least the speed is fast enough to track her? Then let her see how brave this man is, ha ha ha!

    "Those who have no guts don''t want to follow your aunt!"

    Squinting excitedly, she could almost see the look of the driver opposite.

    The driver on the opposite side was bloodless. The old driver of 20 years had never seen such a crazy situation. He screamed and stepped on the brake on the spot: "ah ah!!!"

    With one foot on the brake, the car was still sliding. The acceleration made Yan Jingchen hit the front seat. When a wipe of blood flowed from his forehead, the car in front suddenly turned its direction and wiped the black car away.

    So dangerous, but also so exciting!

    Lin Jian glanced excitedly out of the window. The man''s perfect face in the back seat was clearly reflected in front of him.

    It was a beautiful face. It crushed all the beauties she had seen. It was also very cold. It hung its nose and thin lips, had long and narrow eyes, sharp eyes and domineering. At first glance, it was a ruthless face, but it was also extremely rich and noble. It was definitely a natural master of deforestation.

    But in addition, Lin Jian smelled something else. She raised her eyebrows and said, "you are a dead man."

    The clear sound was mixed with the harsh sound of tire friction. Yan Jingchen looked at it quickly, but he only had time to capture the afterimage of the flashing tail light.

    The smell of... Dead people. What does she know?!

    Memories of the past suddenly rushed to his heart. The man who sat firmly in the back seat was in a trance, unaware of the blood on his head. He seemed to fall into some painful memories, and Junyan gradually distorted.

    The world seemed to be separated. Outside, his driver collapsed and got out of the car. While asking about his situation, he yelled and called the insurance company: "what crazy batch? Will you drive? It will really kill people! Sir, are you okay? The sleeping slot is bleeding!! what to do..."

    Inside the car was another world. Yan Jingchen bowed his head and helped his forehead. The painful memories made him look gloomy. His sharp eyes were full of ferocious and fierce colors. The fear of darkness magnified at this moment. The man was sweating, his face was white and looked up: "turn on the light."

    "Hmm?" the driver didn''t hear clearly. Lengsu''s man''s killing intention soared: "turn on the lights!!!"

    A reprimand startled the driver. He quickly turned on the ceiling lamp, and the gentle light dissipated the rolling darkness. Yan Jingchen''s pale face was more bloody.

    Who the hell is this woman? Why are you aware of what''s on your body? What else does she know?

    A series of doubts made Yan Jingchen clench his palm, take a deep breath, lean weakly on his seat, and stare out of the window at the night without any temperature.

    The head is empty in a moment, and only one thing echoes back and forth.

    What is the smell of dead people??

    After all these years, he suddenly wanted to know.