Chapter Five Hundred and Forty First Accident

Meng Yunzheng walked over with the horse, frowning at the horse's back, "It's a post soldier."

He was carrying a document bag behind him, and he should have sent expedited documents. In this case, even if they were killed, it would only be considered unlucky for them, and the post soldiers would not be responsible.

Zhao Xi snorted lightly, "This post soldier is not good at horseback riding. We all deliberately found a spacious place to stop and eat, and he could still bump into us. The place in front is narrow, if..."

He stopped suddenly in the middle of his words, looked at Meng Yunzheng, and said in a low voice, "Could something happen?"

In front of them was the exile team, and the road should not be as wide as them, especially since they were numerous and had two mule carts. If the post soldiers continued to rampage like they did just now, something would definitely happen.

Meng Yunzheng's face changed slightly, it would be fine if Shu Yu got out of the car at this moment, she would definitely not be hit by her cleverness. But if she was in the car and the prison car was locked, it would be very easy for an accident to happen.

Meng Yunzheng immediately jumped up and sat directly on the horse's back. With a flick of the reins, he flew out.

"I'll take a look at the front, and you can find a way to keep up."

After speaking, the person disappeared.

Zhao Xi stayed where he was. A gust of wind blew past, and the hair that fell on his shoulders slapped his face, causing him to howl on the spot in pain, "Fuck, are you crazy? What do you mean by trying to keep up with me. Your horse is gone, how the hell am I going to follow? Can I treat myself as a horse and pull the carriage to chase after you? Come back, come back..."

Zhao Xi's mournful cry quickly dissipated in the whistling wind, and the people in front did not respond at all, and even the last figure disappeared.

Zhao Xi's whole body is not well, he turned his head to look at the pot of food that fell on the ground, and his heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.

After a long while, he muttered faintly, "The guy who values ​​sex over friends."

Meng Yunzheng ignored him at this time, he had already heard the screams in front of him.

Sure enough, the Shu family's exile team was collided.

The Shu family just finished their lunch and were about to set off. When the group got on the official road and went forward, the post soldiers came galloping on their horses.

The post soldier started shouting from a distance, "Urgent official documents, there is no delay, the front runners get out of the way quickly, blocking death."

When the Shu family turned around,

He was so startled that he stepped back and tried desperately to hide to the side.

But they were able to dodge for a while, but the two mules in front couldn't react.

The one who was driving Shu Yu's mule cart was the lead officer. His skills were good, but he immediately turned the mule and avoided it.

However, the other mule cart did not work. Not only did the driver fail to avoid it in a panic, but Mrs. Hou and Miss Liu who were on the cart fell directly from the top.

When the mule cart collided with the one in front of Shu Yu, the mule who had been waiting quietly by the side suddenly became anxious. Not only did he move forward, but he also blocked the stage horses galloping from behind.

It was too late for the stage-horse to stop, and in spite of the efforts of both parties to hold on to the reins, the stage-horse bumped into the mule.

Stage horses are all strong and strong, especially this kind of stage horse that needs to send urgent official documents, which is different from ordinary horses.

If the mule is against it, it will naturally suffer.

Sure enough, the next moment the mule neighed suddenly, and threw off its hooves and flew forward in pain.