The afterglow of the setting sun faded away, and the sky was gloomy, like a newspaper soaked in oil, which was uncomfortable. A heavy rain was coming, and everyone on the street hurried home.
On the sidewalk, a fiery red Porsche "whooshed" past pedestrians, and everyone was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. In the dull weather, they suddenly felt a burst of chill.
"Damn, rich people are great. I'll get into a car accident and kill you, you bastard." A pedestrian cursed.
Boom!
With lightning and thunder, the wheels of the Porsche slipped and hit a telephone pole. With a "bang", sparks lit up on the ground, and the car sounded instead, rubbing the ground and moving forward more than ten meters.
"Ah, God is so smart." The person who cursed immediately covered his mouth and hurriedly walked away quickly, fearing that he would get into trouble.
The Porsche lay quietly on the road, with the windows broken, and a figure could still be seen groaning. But knowing that the people in the car were in danger, no one went to save them.
Gasoline flowed out, soaking a large area of cement road surface, and the sound of electric sparks rang out, like the call of hell. The audience was so scared that they hid far away, fearing that they would be blown to death.
The police arrived late, and seeing the emergency, they notified the fire department. At this time, the people in the Porsche stayed in the car for seven or eight minutes.
The police maintained order and asked the audience to stay farther away. They also ran away, hiding behind the building, nervously watching the car accident scene, and talking on the phone. Gasoline extended to the crowd, and everyone was scared and retreated immediately.
Zizi--
The electric sparks lit up again, and everyone was horrified. Seeing that the Porsche was about to explode, the people inside must be there. At the critical moment, a slightly thin figure walked out of the crowd.
"Come back, do you hear me!" The police hid in the corner and shouted to the figure who walked out, "Come back, it's dangerous."
The figure seemed to be unaware and walked straight to the front of the car body. The seemingly weak body actually lifted the car body, pulled the owner inside out, and walked towards the crowd with him.
Boom!
When the figure walked out 20 meters away with the car owner in his arms, the Porsche cracked and exploded, stinging everyone's eyes. Against the backdrop of the fire, the figure looked extremely tall.
The car owner was a young girl with a melon-seed face, big eyes, and a small mouth. She was a typical modern beauty. She was breathing rapidly and holding her chest in pain.
Ping ping pong!
The fragments of the car body exploded and fell in front of the police, scaring the police to scream loudly, with a decibel higher than a woman giving birth. The police came to his senses and saw that everyone was looking at him with contempt. His face flushed, and at the same time, he looked at the figure who was saving people, full of anger.
"I didn't ask you to stand still, why didn't you listen to me!" The police shouted, "Fuck you, are you listening to me!"
Seeing that the police actually shouted loudly at the righteous man, everyone booed. Not only did the police not restrain themselves, but they felt that their current ugliness was entirely the responsibility of the person in front of them.
He grabbed the man's collar and glared at him. A slightly pale face, about 20 years old, very thin body, staggered under the shaking of the angry police. Although this person is sick, his eyes are particularly bright, like the stars in the sky.
Faced with the police's crazy shouting, the man simply ignored it, grabbed the girl's wrist, felt her pulse with his thumb, and muttered: "Cardiac tamponade."