Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Her speed is amazing!

He went straight up the mountain, knocked down the trees, and almost tore down the entire car! How could it be difficult to beat her with such driving skills?

It's just that he has a shadow!

"Zhuo Shu, hurry up." Yao Rong shouted in a low voice. Zhuo Shu hugged the president and got into the car. Someone chased him not far away.

Yao Rong stepped on the accelerator, turned around and rushed towards them. Her driving skills were unparalleled in the world. She crashed randomly and showed no mercy.

"Ahem." Zhuo Shu grabbed the armrest, his expression a little ugly.

Riding in her car was terrifying.

It is said that the most terrifying thing in the world is black food, but in Zhuo Shu's opinion, the most terrifying thing is her black driving skills, which are simply the highest level.

"Bang" Yao Rong drove the car and spun 180 degrees on the spot, knocking the opponent's cars away and making a hole in the wall. The wall shook a few times and completely collapsed.

"..." Zhuo Shu's expression changed and he wanted to speak.

He wanted to drive, but Yao Rong didn't give him a chance. He stepped on the accelerator and ran wildly on the rainy night, asking him, "Zhuo Shu, where are we going now?"

"Han's villa." As soon as Zhuo Shu finished speaking, he regretted it.

Xiao Mohan just said that Wen Lao was in the villa, and the president's life must be saved.

"Okay, sit still." Yao Rong said, stepped on the accelerator and rushed down a small road, knocking down the tree, and climbed straight up the hillside. Zhuo Hao's black eyes widened.

"Bang" The president's body was lying in the back seat. Yao Rong flew up while driving the car. His body was thrown up by Tengjia, hit the roof of the car, and then fell back to its original position.

"..." Zhuo Shu was about to cry but had no tears. He felt that the president no longer needed to be saved!

Sitting in this kind of car, the president and he would probably be dead before they even reached the villa.

"Don't worry, I drive slowly." Yao Rong said, Zhuo Shu listened and wanted to slap himself unconscious.

Is this speed still slow? It was so slow that a person's body could be thrown up and hit the roof of the car. There were several swellings on the top of Zhuo Shu's head, and the pain was so painful that he gritted his teeth and dared not reach out to touch it.

"Squeak." Yao Rong turned the steering wheel, turned around and fell into the villa. The front cover and trunk of the car fell to the ground with a "bang".

"What happened?" The bodyguards in the dark of the villa rushed over as they watched the car smoldering.

Yao Rong got out of the driver's seat and shook her hair, but found that Zhuo Shu had not gotten out of the car. She opened the car door, only to find that the door fell out before she even touched it.

She dodged, but luckily she didn't hit her foot.

"Zhuo Shu, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Yao Rong looked at Zhuo Shu, whose face was ashen and pale as he leaned there, looking at her with no regrets.

Zhuo Shu raised his hand, pointed at the back seat, and said in a deep voice, "See if he is dead."

"Yes." Yao Rong responded, and the bodyguards rushed forward and carried the president inside.

It's just... Yao Rong heard the bodyguard say: "It's strange. Although the man named Hei was shot in the chest, his hands and feet were broken, as if he hit something forcefully."

"That's right, it's too cruel." The bodyguard agreed.

Yao Rong stood there dumbfounded. The rain had stopped, but she felt as if she was being despised. She turned to look at Zhuo Shu and asked, "His broken hands and feet were broken. Could it have been caused by me...my driving?"

"Yao Rong." Zhuo Shu called her in a deep voice. When he saw Yao Rong coming forward, he grabbed her hand and asked her to hold his left arm.

With a "click" sound, Zhuo Shuo held her hand forcefully and pushed his arm back.

This sound shocked Yao Rong. She was stunned, but she heard him say: "Not only did he have a broken bone, but my left hand was also dislocated. He almost suffered a concussion."

PS: I recommend the author’s old articles. Welcome to the completed version of “Billionaire Honey Marriage: Mysterious Mo Shao Tianjiao”.