If you use the passenger position to hit the left front wheel of the truck, if you are lucky, you can knock off the front wheel and force it to stop. If you are not lucky, the truck can also be forced to slow down. The police car behind will bite hard, and the truck can catch up with it by slowing down slightly. .
Within a few seconds, the plans and possible outcomes were already going through Tomorrow Cheng's mind.
He tightened his grip on the steering wheel, stared sharply at the oncoming truck in front of him, and pressed the accelerator under his feet to the bottom.
When Shi Zhuo saw the unyielding Maybach in front of him, his face turned ferocious: "Still want to die? I'll send you on your way first!"
The big truck hit the Maybach unceremoniously.
Zhao Jing looked at the approaching Maybach in horror, her face turned pale. Is he crazy? !
Tomorrow Cheng wants to hit the front wheel of the big truck with the co-pilot's body, but Shi Zhuo wants to hit the Maybach first and let him die!
At the moment when they were approaching, the two of them were still competing with each other. A slight difference could mean the difference between life and death.
In the blink of an eye, the two cars were about to collide. Zhao Jing suddenly mustered up the courage to rush forward and grab the steering wheel.
Her hands were tied, but she could just grab the steering wheel.
After Zhao Jing was tied up, she was in shock. She didn't even dare to cry loudly. She was already frightened. To be honest, Shi Zhuo didn't take her seriously. He didn't expect that she would suddenly have the courage to grab the steering wheel.
But when she discovered it, it was already too late. Zhao Jing pulled the steering wheel into her arms. Shi Zhuo was not alert and was forced to let the steering wheel pass by her. The big truck was forced to turn left. Originally, Shi Zhuo wanted to face the steering wheel. Maybach was the first to hit and kill Tomorrow Cheng.
But when the steering wheel turned, the right front body of the big truck hit the Maybach's passenger seat first. Shi Zhuo was in the right driver's seat of the truck. He suffered the greatest impact from the impact. His head hit the right window glass. Feeling dizzy, I subconsciously slammed on the brakes.
The truck was forced to stop, and Shi Zhuo regained consciousness. He didn't care about his dizzy head, and immediately took out a knife to drag Zhao Jing to continue to be a hostage.
Zhao Jing immediately unbuckled her seat belt and fell out of the passenger seat. Shi Zhuo was about to reach out to grab her, but suddenly a gunshot rang out. The police had arrived, and Shi Zhuo shot him.
Shi Zhuo was shot in the head and fell in the driver's seat.
Zhao Jing was so frightened that she didn't dare to look back. She fell to the ground and curled up, screaming "Ah".
Immediately afterwards, several policemen surrounded her and untied her: "Are you okay?"
Zhao Jing was frightened and waited for a long time, then raised her head in fear, her face turned pale: "Where is Cheng tomorrow?"
"He is unconscious. The ambulance has arrived. He will be fine."
Zhao Jing's face turned even paler, she staggered up from the ground and ran towards the Maybach in a hurry.
The car was already in a state of total scrap. The right side of the body was smashed by the impact, but the driver's cab was just out of the way and was still intact. Tomorrow, Cheng was taken out of the car, put on a stretcher, and carried up. ambulance.
Zhao Jing also hurriedly got into the car.
"Doctor, how is he?!" Zhao Jing asked anxiously.
"The vehicle was able to avoid the situation in a timely manner, and the airbags in the car were protected. There seemed to be no external injuries on his side. However, he is afraid of internal injuries such as damaged internal organs. We will not know until he goes to the hospital for a comprehensive examination and confirmation."
Zhao Jing's face was covered with tears. She looked at his tightly closed eyes and grabbed his hand with both hands, not daring to let go for a moment.
The ambulance rushed to the hospital as quickly as possible, and Cheng was sent in for examination tomorrow.
Zhao Jing waited outside. The police who followed her took notes with her, and a nurse helped her treat the stab wound on her neck.
When Shi Zhuo threatened her, he put the knife on her neck. Sometimes he accidentally cut her neck, causing bright red blood to ooze out.
The nurse treating the wound said: "You must be frightened, right? It will hurt a little, please bear with it."
In the past, she was most afraid of pain and could not bear any pain, but this time, she only realized the wound on her neck belatedly. The nurse disinfected the wound, but she seemed to be numb and completely unconscious.
Just staring at that examination room made my heart skip a beat.
When the transcript was finished, the nurse came out and said, "The patient's family, the patient has woken up."
Zhao Jing hurriedly walked in.
Tomorrow the Prime Minister has woken up. He sat up and leaned on the bed. He has always been meticulous, but now he is in a rare embarrassment. He has taken off his suit jacket, his shirt is also wrinkled, and his broken hair is slightly messy on his forehead. forward.
Zhao Jing grabbed his hand, her eyes still red: "Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Tomorrow Cheng looked at her in a daze.
Seeing that he didn't speak, she hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Is your throat uncomfortable? Can't speak?"
Tomorrow Cheng finally spoke: "No."
She breathed a sigh of relief. The test results hadn't come out yet. The doctor said that any abnormality might be a sign of internal injury.
She suddenly thought of something again, and she grabbed his hand tightly, her voice trembling: "Don't you have amnesia?"
Tomorrow Cheng: "..."
"Xiao Jing," he said in a helpless tone.
What kind of nonsense has she been thinking about all day long?
He was just a little uncomfortable with her suddenly being so enthusiastic and caring towards him. It was the first time he saw her so nervous.
The doctor came in with the test results: "The results are out. It's nothing serious. It's just a slight concussion. Just go home and recuperate in a few days. Don't worry about it."
Zhao Jing's heart suddenly fell to the ground. She hugged him, her nose felt sore, and she buried her head on his shoulder and cried: "I was scared to death. I thought you were going to die, woo woo woo." , so dangerous, why did you rush over with your car, I was really scared to death!"
The doctor wisely went out first and closed the door for them.
Tomorrow Cheng patted her on the back: "I wanted to use the car to force him to stop, but I didn't intend to hit him head-on. Isn't that okay?"
"Fart!" She cried in aggrieved tone, but her tone was fierce: "You want to hit me with the car body, but Shi Zhuo doesn't think so. He wants you to die! What if, what if we really hit him? You and the truck If we collide, we will kill you!"
He lowered his eyes and raised his hand to look at the white gauze wrapped around her neck. He didn't reply for a long time and allowed her to scold him.
His fingertips caressed the back of her neck, rubbed the white gauze, and asked softly: "Does it hurt?"
When Zhao Jing heard this, she cried even harder: "It hurts me so much, woo woo woo."
Tomorrow Cheng gently rubbed her hair and comforted her in a low voice: "It's okay."
Zhao Jing cried for half an hour, and Cheng would let her cry tomorrow. He knew that she needed to vent her emotions. She must have been frightened after being kidnapped in the past few days.
After half an hour, Zhao Jing finally calmed down, and Tomorrow Cheng took a tissue to wipe her tears: "Let's go home."
Zhao Jing sobbed and nodded angrily: "Yes."
Tomorrow Cheng got out of bed and led her out of the hospital.
The driver was already waiting outside, got in the car, and drove home.
Zhao Jing's mood seemed to have gradually stabilized.
Tomorrow Cheng then spoke: "You are brave enough to dare to grab the steering wheel at this time."
Zhao Jing sniffed and snorted: "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't know where you are lying now."
That's true, after all, Shi Zhuo was determined to send Tomorrow Cheng to die. Maybe Tomorrow Cheng didn't escape, so he is either in the ICU or the morgue now.
Tomorrow Cheng pursed his lips and smiled: "Well, thanks to you."
His compliment made Zhao Jing even more uncomfortable. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have needed to take such a big risk.
After she was kidnapped, Shi Zhuo asked for 500 million. She felt that she must die at that time, because she knew that she was far from worth 500 million.
She is not the only child of her parents, and she is the least expected daughter. Marriage is her only value.
And Tomorrow Cheng, a superficial couple like them, is nothing.
But she never thought that he would risk his life to save her.
Zhao Jing's nose felt sore and she suddenly wanted to cry again. She was too embarrassed so she swallowed it down.
Tomorrow Cheng couldn't guess what she was thinking. He only knew that her expression changed again and again, but her mood always changed quickly and he was used to it. He had nothing to worry about now that she was safe and sound.
He took her home and warned her, "Don't think about anything. Take a good rest first. I'll take care of other things, okay?"
She had been so frightened these past few days that she must not have slept well and must be exhausted.
Zhao Jing nodded. Tomorrow Cheng walked her to the door of the room and raised his chin: "Go."
Zhao Jing glanced at the door hesitantly, slowly released her hold on his hand, then opened the door and went in.
Tomorrow Cheng turned around and went back to his room. He took a simple shower first, and then called his parents to report that he was safe. Of course, he tried to avoid the most important things and put the lightest things into perspective.
Then he contacted Ming Lang and asked him to assist the police in the investigation and settle the transferred funds.
After finishing his work, he felt a dull pain in his head. As expected, he couldn't do anything even with a slight concussion. He was a little tired and was ready to go to sleep.
But suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Who is looking for him at this time? maid?
"Who?" he asked.
"It's me." Zhao Jing's voice was weak and she felt guilty.
He was stunned, and immediately walked over to open the door for her: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Zhao Jing had also taken a shower and put on a cotton nightgown. Her hair was spread softly on her shoulders. She was holding a pillow in her hands and her eyes were extremely red and pitiful.
She whispered: "I'm a little scared, can I sleep here with you?"
