Chapter 225: It's Fortunate That My Younger Brother's Hand Can Be Saved from Disability

That night, Yangming Mountain was lively to the extreme.

There were beautiful people, thrilling car races, and blood-soaked fights.

However, the subsequent events no longer involved Ming Ge.

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The car sped to its top limit of 330 mph, a bright jewel blue weaving through Mountain Road.

Ming Ge held the steering wheel with one hand while freeing the other to dial the 110 emergency number, briefly reporting the address.

After hanging up, her hands were covered in blood, but she was unaware.

The swiftly passing streetlights cast half-light and half-shadow on Ming Ge's small face, her lips tightly pressed in a fierce, glamorous color.

With a glance from the corner of her eye at the passenger seat, the young man was strapped in, his face pale and unconscious, his right hand drooping at his side, blood slipping from his arm and fingers...

A sight that was horrifying.

Ming Ge only wished the car could go faster.

The descent took a full twenty minutes.