Chapter 116 Is there a situation?

Chapter 116 Is there a situation?

Chapter 116 Is there a situation?
It’s over, God is taking me away!
Seeing the minibus coming straight towards him at a very high speed, An Rushong's eyes widened. All his calmness and demeanor disappeared in an instant. He even wondered if he could be reborn in another world if he died in this world.

As a result, just when he was about to close his eyes and wait for death, the minibus hit the isolation guardrail in the middle of the road. There was a loud "bang" and the isolation guardrail was deformed the moment it was hit. Then, the deformed guardrail could not withstand the force and finally broke. A piece of the broken guardrail flew directly towards An Rushong's car window.

Almost subconsciously, An Rushong turned around and hugged his head, trying to dodge. At the same time, he closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the impact to come.

As a result, he waited for about ten seconds. Although there were constant clanging sounds in his ears, there was no vibration of any impact, and he didn't feel anything unusual on his body.

Cautiously lowering his arms, he turned his head to look out the window, only to discover that the twisted and deformed guardrail was hovering less than a meter away from his window.

As for the minibus that hit An Rushong, perhaps because it hit the isolation guardrail, it turned and collided with the blue Audi in front of An Rushong.

The strange thing was that the minibus somehow jumped up, and its two front wheels hit the roof of the Audi, causing the seemingly brand new Audi to collapse and become completely deformed.

Knowing that he had escaped death by chance, An Rushong breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt an unusual tightness in his chest and his heart was beating very fast. This was because of the fright he had just received, and he needed some time to calm down.

"di"

There was a sudden loud horn outside the car, and it sounded like it was coming from behind the car.

An Rusong looked up at the rearview mirror and saw that the cars behind him were all moving backwards, obviously trying to get away from the accident scene. He calmed down and imitated the cars behind him, shifting the car into reverse gear and backing up.

As the car was backing up, An Rushong saw a faint figure swaying on the Audi whose roof was crushed and deformed. He looked carefully and realized that it was not an illusion, but someone was struggling.

He backed up more than ten meters and just stopped the car when he saw a bloody hand stretched out from the squeezed and deformed driver's door of the Audi, waving weakly, obviously asking for help.

An Rushong turned his head and looked around.

This sudden car accident was very tragic. The minibus lost control at the intersection and hit two cars in succession. Then it rushed across the intersection, smashed the isolation guardrail, and ran over the cast iron base of the guardrail. Because the minibus was always driving at high speed, after running over the cast iron base of the guardrail, it rebounded and finally hit the roof of the Audi.

Such a process naturally attracted pedestrians around, so in a very short time, a large crowd of onlookers gathered with the accident site as the center, but no one came forward to rescue or help.

My goodness, is this society so cold and indifferent?
An Rushong sat in the car and watched for a while, but he didn't see anyone coming forward. However, there was a middle-aged man covered in blood on the minibus. He struggled to climb out from the broken window glass, and then fell heavily to the ground. It seemed that he was seriously injured.

In fact, An Rushong didn't want to get involved in such things. After all, it's better to have less trouble than more. But when he saw the middle-aged man who fell off the minibus and was struggling on the road full of broken glass, iron pieces and debris, he still felt a little bit reluctant.

After taking a close look at the minibus and the Audi with its roof flattened, and making sure there was no danger, An Rushong finally unbuckled his seat belt, pushed the door and got out of the car.

Now that he had gotten off the bus, there was no need to hesitate. He quickly ran towards the minibus and first took a look at the middle-aged man's condition.

The middle-aged man was seriously injured. An Rushong couldn't tell whether he had any internal injuries or not, but he saw that the man's right calf was twisted and deformed, and the entire trouser leg was soaked in blood.

Worried that the other person might have internal injuries or something, he didn't dare move him without permission, so he turned him over, made him lie on his back, and then unbuttoned his collar so that he could breathe more freely.

Then he ran to the side of the Audi and looked inside through the window.

There was only one person in the car, the driver, who was a woman. Since An Rusong was standing outside the rear door, he couldn't see the woman's injuries clearly.

He took another step forward and found that the driver's door had been completely smashed and deformed, and one of the wheels of the minibus was still stuck on the door frame. Not to mention that the door could not be opened, even if it was opened, it would be impossible to drag the person out.

Standing by the car door, An Rushong looked around again, and saw that there seemed to be more and more people watching twenty or thirty meters away. Many people were whispering there, and some were even holding their mobile phones towards him.

There was no TIKTOK back then. Those guys holding up their phones were probably taking pictures, but even so, no one came up to help or anything.

Helplessly, An Rusong could only go around to the other side of the Audi and look inside through the broken window of the passenger seat. There was indeed a woman in the driver's seat, with a fashionable bun hairstyle and a light blue short dress. Her feet were wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, but she was not wearing shoes. However, under the passenger seat, there was a pair of light blue high heels left behind.

It is estimated that the woman took off her high heels and placed them on the passenger seat while driving, and now she got into a car accident.

There was blood on the woman's face, but not too much. Her left shoulder and chest were soaked with blood. Most importantly, her seat was deformed, but the seat belt was still tied around her body. The seat belt was supposed to be across her chest, but now it was tied around her neck, making her bloody neck concave.

The woman's breathing was obviously restricted. Even standing outside the car window, An Rusong could hear her "hissing" sound when she gasped. In addition, her legs were also twitching, and it was obvious that if the seat belt was not loosened, she would be strangled to death.

An Rushong felt his body and found that apart from his cell phone, there was nothing that could cut the seat belt.

After a brief hesitation, he leaned his upper body into the window of the Audi and opened the glove box in front of the passenger seat. He hoped to find something like a knife or scissors in the glove box, and then cut the seat belt that was strangling the woman.

As a result, after he opened the glove box, he found a brown paper bag in the box. At this time, the brown paper bag had been opened, revealing a black pistol inside, and also several photos.

An Rusong was stunned for a moment, and he moved his eyes away from the brown paper bag and turned to the trapped woman. However, he saw that the other party had turned her head away at some point and was looking at him sideways.

It was not until this time that An Rushong saw the woman's face. Well, it was a melon-shaped face with delicate features and light makeup. Unfortunately, due to difficulty breathing, this standard melon-shaped face turned red and had lost its original beauty.

An Rushong retracted his gaze, calmly took out the brown paper bag, re-tied it and was about to put it back when he hesitated again and finally stuffed the brown paper bag into his coat.

Maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe it wasn't. Right under the brown paper bag, there was a dagger in a leather sheath.

An Rushong didn't have time to think about anything else. He grabbed the dagger and took off the leather sheath.

When he took off the holster, he realized that this thing was not a dagger, but a tactical knife. In his previous life, he had seen something like this on the Internet. It had the same short handle, the same sharp blade, and the same simple structure. It seemed to be called something like "Mad Dog".

Holding the knife in his hand, An Rushong stepped out of the car window and pulled the door hard.

Not good, the car door was severely deformed, and he pulled it twice but couldn't open it. Finally, he got angry and simply climbed in through the window.

After getting into the passenger seat, An Rusong used the knife in his hand to cut the seat belt that was strangling the woman. The knife was extremely sharp, and he almost didn't feel any resistance, and he cut the seat belt so easily.

As the seat belt broke, the woman fell back into the water like a dying fish. She stretched her slender neck, tilted her head back, and took a long breath.

The skirt in front of her chest was already soaked with blood and stuck tightly to her body. This long breath made her already large chest swell suddenly. The sight was truly quite tempting.

An Rusong, a scumbag, was naturally attracted by the woman's action. Just as he was distracted, the knife in his hand somehow ended up in the woman's hand. Almost in a split second, the sharp tip of the knife was pressed against his crotch.

An Rusong only felt a chill in his lower abdomen, and his lower body instinctively shrank back. As a result, he heard the woman's hoarse voice saying, "Don't move, I don't want to hurt you, give me back my things!"

An Rushong swallowed and said, "Are you sure you want to take it back now?"

The woman was about to say something when she heard the faint sound of sirens.

"Tomorrow morning, I'll put it in locker No. 18 at Lotte World in Cheongdam-dong," An Rusong said. "I'll leave the key at the service desk. When you go to get the key, just say you're a friend of An Youhe's."

The sirens came very quickly, and the woman knew it was inappropriate for her to hold the brown paper bag at this time, because the police would tow the car away and send her to the hospital, and she would have no place to hide the thing.

She stared at An Rushong's eyes for a while, and finally put the knife back.

(End of this chapter)