When Heizi saw that he was ready to wash his face and vent his anger, he reluctantly said, "Whose heart doesn't have pixels? How could you not shout earlier? What could he do in front of his own people?"

Being hit made someone angry, "What are you talking about? What's with the attitude?"

"What attitude?" Heizi was angrier: "Brother asked us to help you keep an eye on the scene, don't lose hope! Look at who you've offended! If he gets angry, do you want us to die here?"

Wan Hao angrily said, "He wouldn't dare kill you in broad daylight?"

"Do you think he dares?"

"Do you think he was just demonstrating earlier? He didn't want to waste time with you, so he reached out like that. To tell you, don't mock him!"

"And you? Your mom doesn't need to be with him! Do you think he's easy to deal with? Where can you go with a person like that? Let me tell you, live your life in the cinema! You better get a full checkup at the hospital later, see what he can do to you."

At this point, Heizi accompanied the injured friend to the hospital, and Ling added, "Did you really think people were talking to you kindly out of being moody? Dumb and crowded! He wants to kill you, and you don't know how he might do it!"

Wan Hao regained color, which at that moment turned pale as paper again. He caught up to the car heading to the hospital in two strides and squeezed his large body into it.

After urging the driver to drive faster, he turned off his phone and called you brother.

At the same time, Ye Fengsheng was walking down the street and couldn't help but sneeze.

Heizi was part of a complex society. He knew means unknown to ordinary people and hidden matters. So he would use the most sinister thoughts to speculate people's hearts. Conversely, Ye Fengsheng used to warn, but that was because of his identity.

It's not that I'm afraid of that trained bastard, but I feel it's too cheap to start with that punk.

As someone with the surname Ye Gu, the crowd started to scatter if people could see it spread, how can you stay in the crowd in the future?

As for those attacked by Wan Hao? It was truly unexpected. Either they had no shares, or second, he really surprised him in this city.

Generally speaking, hatred is avenged immediately, such dirty deeds, Ye Feng scorns and has no interest in doing!

Walking alone on the street, Ye Fengsheng's voice remained in his heart, still deciding to find a way to resolve the issue with Qiu Yun, after all, it was Grandpa's gratitude, Qiu Yun's unkept promises, not to mention the dragged-on marriage, not a problem but something that needs solving!

"Compensating Qiu's family much more!"

Ye Fengsheng muttered to himself, his heart already made up.

"Ah!"

A specific engine temperature brushed past Ye Fengsheng's voice in the whispers of lightning, then, in the piercing noise that tore through the sky, the bright red color contacted the corner of the street ahead after hitting the electric pole.

"Bang!"

The startling sound of a powerful elbow involuntarily moved Ye Fengsheng's character, although it was stronger than Ye Fengsheng's voice.

"If I were in the car, would I be dead?"

Frowning, at this moment Ye Fengsheng was already shocked by the accidental driver's actions and what he passed by, yet he still sympathized with those in the car.

"There's been an accident!"

People were surprised by the speed at which they gathered, pointing at the bright red practice, yet no one came to help.

After a while, a bloodied woman climbed out of the deformed car without hesitation. She dragged her exhausted self to the front of the car, seeing the old man inside unconscious. Her eyes appeared eager.

Soon, she turned her attention to the people by the table, pleading for help to rescue the elder in the car, but no one was willing to help.

No one wanted to be infected by such gloom this morning.

After Jane threw a lot of people's money to the ground, some took a step forward, driven by the lure of money, to help save the people.

With the help of four or five adults, it was impossible to rescue the old man inside without causing secondary injuries.

Seeing that they couldn't make this money, someone kicked the door a few times in anger, until the old man shivered uncontrollably during the kicks, blood trickling from his mouth.

After a long breath, Ye Fengsheng felt he couldn't stand idle anymore. He approached the woman, bent down, and said:

"I can help you save people, but the elder is already old, having encountered these things, it can't happen naturally, and I can't promise anything."

In my view, the desperate woman seemed like a drowning man grabbing the last straw, thanking Ye Fengsheng.

Reaching out to stop the person kicking the car, Ye Fengsheng's voice said, "Let go, then kick, even if the person isn't dead, you should pay a price for your kicks."

The men, simply ignoring Ye Feng's voice, seemed more like venting their emotions than rescuing at this moment, kicked hard, shouting, "Isn't it none of your business? I'm saving people!"

In a whisper, he stopped kicking; Ye Feng didn't follow his voice either. Many people said something, grabbed a car door, and smashed it with one hand. The next moment, the spirits within had already scattered.

"Crack."

The person who had just rushed up to argue with Ye Fengsheng was interrupted by the sound of metal breaking. He glanced at the door dragged down by the car, secretly complaining, and quietly slipped back into the crowd, unaware of where he was.

After a brief pause, the people around exploded into deafening cheers and applause. Even though they didn't know why Ye Fengsheng's slender figure could hide such explosive power, it didn't deter their approval of the action.

Disregarding the tears, Ye Fengsheng brought out the elder, exploring his internal life. After a short run, he dashed to the road beside him, blocking a fast-moving car.

After braking, the driver looked out the window and shouted, "Is your mother dead?"

Ye Feng said, "Saving people."

The driver immediately cursed, "Get off! What if you die in the car!"

"Collision!"

Ye Fengsheng shouted, placing his foot on the driver's hood, coldly saying, "Save people!"

The driver, seeing the clear footprint on the hood, gulped hard, cursing internally that his heart got nerve sickness, begrudgingly opening the door.

"Drive faster."

Already in the car, Ye Fengsheng, while driving ahead with the driver, carefully maintained the elder's vitality.

And the woman, unable to bear this burden, only endured the pain, refraining from letting herself faint.

The speed neither increased nor decreased. The driver said, "There's a light ahead!"

Hearing these words, the woman touched the elder, took a card from her jacket pocket, and handed it to the driver: "Here's 200,000, I don't know if it's enough. If it's not enough, just say it, as long as you can get my grandfather to the hospital quickly, I'll compensate for all your losses!"

Faced with the change ahead, the driver self-righteously speculated, "Look at what you say, what money, saving people is important!"

Saying this, he kicked open the gas pedal, and the cheap bridge car began to dash recklessly in the driver's debauched eyes until it hit something.

When the car stopped again, Ye Fengsheng had already carried the elder into the hospital entrance, and the woman also took out a similar ID card. In less than two minutes, the elder was pushed into the emergency room.