Chapter 1083: Living Space

Huo Ci hurriedly turned the steering wheel to dodge, the car gave way to the left lane by a body position, but who knew that the truck on the opposite side was also driving to the left, obviously trying to block his way.

"Grandpa!" Xiao Qi screamed, looking in the direction of the left window in horror.

Huo Ci looked over subconsciously, and saw an identical heavy truck rushing towards them from the left.

At the same time, the truck in front also seemed to be crazy, and directly rammed into them.

Xiaoqi's face was pale, and after another panicked grandfather, he heard a loud noise, and the car on the opposite side had already hit him.

The moment the two trucks collided, Huo Ci's eyes narrowed suddenly. When he let go of the steering wheel, he threw himself at Xiao Qi without thinking, and used his body to protect the little guy tightly in front of him.

In the ear, there was another bang.

Huo Ci could only feel his internal organs shifting in an instant, and the truck on the opposite side continued to move forward, crushed, and the entire front of the car was squeezed to the point of deformation.

Because of the pressure, his whole body was in great pain. The pain was so extreme that only numbness remained.

But his consciousness was unprecedentedly clear, looking at the child he was protecting on his chest, he tried his best to prop up his body, using his body as a shield, firmly propping up a living space for him.

The car on the opposite side directly crushed the front of the sports car. The driver wore sunglasses, a mask, and a black suit, and wrapped himself up tightly. Looking at the dilapidated sports car, in order to ensure that everything was safe, Still got out of the car and took a look.

Through the door of the car, I vaguely saw the man in the car, covered in blood. He probed in and tried his breath, but there was no more temperature or breath, and he left with confidence after confirming it.

Who knew that just after taking two steps, he heard a shout from the car clearly, the voice was very small, it was the voice of a child.

The driver paused, turned around, took a closer look, and then clearly saw the man in the car, in a protective posture, with his whole body in a strange arched shape, propping up a small space with his body.

Being squeezed into the completely deformed compartment, his back seemed to be made of reinforced concrete. No one knew what kind of belief he had in order to resist the crushing of a heavy truck weighing several tons with his flesh and blood. .

"Grandpa, grandpa..." Xiao Qi cried, unable to see anything but feel the blood dripping on his face and body, and shouted in fear: "Grandpa, where are you, grandpa?"

The driver turned around and took out an iron rod from his car. The sound of the iron rod mopping the floor was like an alarm predicting death.

The pair of eyes under the sunglasses were ferocious and sinister. He thought the child was dead, but he didn't expect that he was still alive. If the child didn't die, it would be a disaster if he stayed.

When Xiao Qi was grabbed by the arm, he subconsciously grabbed the man's hand, and quickly withdrew his hand after realizing that it wasn't Grandpa.

"Come out for me!" The driver grabbed Xiao Qi and pulled him away, with a ferocious smile, hearing the helpless and desperate cry of the child, he laughed arrogantly.

"Grandpa, grandpa, where are you, grandpa?" Xiao Qi shouted desperately, but he couldn't see, couldn't see anything.

"Don't yell at me, your grandpa is dead, don't worry, you're going to hell with your grandpa soon." The driver smiled ferociously, and pulled him hard: "Don't blame me, you have to Blame your grandfather for committing too many crimes, and the retribution will be on your head."

As soon as the words fell, there was a piercing sound of brakes, and the driver who was pulling Xiao Qi froze suddenly. He turned around and saw a black sports car parked beside him. He gritted his teeth and raised the iron rod in his hand, saying yes He hit the child's head on it.

Who knew that the child didn't know where the strength came from, the moment he was distracted, he suddenly retracted his head again, and the stick smashed into the air.

"Xiaoqi!" Si Chengluo got out of the car and shouted in panic, his eyes froze suddenly, and madness spread in his eyes.

Seeing someone coming, the driver spat angrily, turned around and was about to run away, anyway, the task of killing Huo Ci had been completed, it didn't matter whether the child died or not, it would be the same if he killed him next time.

He ran very fast, but the person on the opposite side, like a ghost, suddenly appeared in front of him, and before he had time to react, someone snatched the iron rod from his hand.

He widened his eyes in horror, and saw the boy across from him, like a god of death suddenly appearing, smashing at him with a stick.

At the last moment of his life, he even felt his brain, mixed with blood flowing down, it was a warm feeling, and he fell to the ground with a bang, dying with regret.

The ambulance, which came quickly, went away again.

In the emergency room, it was eerily quiet. Nangong Lengyu stood in front of the operating table, her beautiful cheeks were as cold as ice, pale as paper, and her eyes were calm and scary.

Don't people say that the disaster will last for thousands of years? Why did he die like this? Why did he die without telling her anything?

He owed her so much, but in the end, he didn't even say sorry to her. She was always waiting, waiting for him to say sorry to her.

Lu Yubai stood at the door of the emergency room, his eyes were red, he watched the woman standing in front of the operating table for a while, then suddenly seemed to lose his strength, knelt down on the ground, covered his face and cried out, feeling overwhelmed for a while. Complicated, don't know what to say.

Sometimes, people hurt and escape for their own self-esteem and obsession. It is really not worth it to think about it. Do they have to wait until death, until the yin and yang are separated, so that the two of them can face up to their feelings?

Nangong Lengyu tightly clutched her heart, for a moment she felt her heart was cut like a knife, her throat was filled with saltiness, she choked up and sobbed, her eyes turned black.

She finally understood, as Ruoshui often said, except death, nothing is worth a lifetime of hatred and resentment.

But it was too late, too late.

**

Ling Sheng filmed a commercial on Nanhai Island, borrowed a car, and was about to go to a beautiful seaside village on the travel guide. When her phone rang, she was already on the highway.

"Shengsheng, it's me, Fifth Uncle." Lu Yubai's voice was very low and hoarse, after a pause, he said, "I'll tell you something, don't get excited."

Ling Sheng's head was buzzing, and next to his ears, there was Lu Yubai's lingering, low, suppressed, painful voice, he said: Shengsheng, your father was in a car accident, and the rescue failed.

His hands were unsteady, the steering wheel slipped, the car crashed into the guardrail next to him with a bang, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he lost consciousness.