The boss sends me money every day

Chapter 3007

The winding mountain road was dark and had many curves. With his familiarity with the road, Han Wenkai overtook Lu Xinghan at the first turn.

The road was very narrow, so he symbolically suppressed Lu Xinghan in front, and seeing him fall behind him, he opened the car window and gave a thumbs-down gesture.

Lu Xinghan's leg hurt. Although he was enduring it but it was not a minor injury, he still gritted his teeth and persisted, his forehead was covered with sweat stains.

At the second turn, Lu Xinghan wanted to overtake, but Han Wenkai realized that he turned the steering wheel and continued to block him.

The excitement and thrill of their drag racing, the people waiting at the finish line are not so good.

Especially Lan Yin and the others were very worried.

"Why haven't you come yet?" Fang Zichen was impatient, swallowed his saliva and sweated profusely.

Before the last turn, Lu Xinghan's car was blocked by Han Wenkai's car. Looking at the turn ahead, Lu Xinghan turned the steering wheel hard, brushed against the mountain wall and Han Wenkai's car passed, and flung at the turn. The tail threw him behind, but because of this, his legs hurt even more, and he couldn't brake enough to hit the front directly——

Chi-boom!

The sound of emergency braking and collision sounded in front, and everyone at the finish line was startled. Suddenly they looked at each other, and Fang Zichen and the others ran over first!

The light on the right side of the black car hit a big rock, while the left side was suspended in the air, almost driving directly off the cliff.

"Brother Han!"

Fang Zichen and the others quickly stepped forward to help Lu Xinghan out. Lan Yin stood not far away panting, seeing that he was fine and relieved.

Lu Xinghan sat down on the ground, his face was pale, and there was a bloodstain on his forehead.

Han Wenkai got out of the car a little angrily, "You're really not afraid of death! But you can't even brake, I think you'd better go home and play in the mud."

"What do you know!" Fang Zichen got up quickly, and pointed to Lu Xinghan's leg, "His right leg was broken, and he was still wearing a plaster cast this morning, you know!"

"That's right!" Qiu Ku stood up and echoed angrily.

The old devil glanced at the position of their car, stood up and said, "Although something happened, our car is still in front, so we should win, right?"

Han Wenkai came back to his senses, looked at them and smiled slightly: "Only when you reach the finish line without timing will you win. Now I can get in the car and drive it to the finish line slowly."

"You!" Fang Zichen angrily wanted to hit him up, but was stopped by Lu Xinghan.

He stood up on the side, looked at Han Wenkai's slightly panting voice: "This is my mistake, I am willing to bet and admit defeat."

"Brother Han..." More than three thousand people looked at him restrainedly.

Han Wenkai looked at Lu Xinghan and smiled lightly: "If you are willing to bet and admit defeat, what am I going to do?"

He nodded and took a deep breath: "Take it as a practice today. I, Han Wenkai, don't take advantage of others. When you recover from your injury, we'll compete again. The agreement counts."

After speaking, he turned around and got in the car to leave.

Fang Zichen and Qiu Yu looked at each other in disbelief, "That kid, how are you?"

Qiuku shrugged.

"You two are still chatting! Hurry up and take Xinghan to the hospital!" Lao Mo shouted speechlessly watching them.

He went back to the hospital and checked Lu Xinghan. Fortunately, the injury did not worsen, and the plaster was fixed again, but anti-inflammatory injections were required.

Lu Xinghan's hospital bed was withdrawn, and he was beaten on the emergency bed.

Laomo went to buy food for Lu Xinghan, Sanqian went to go through the formalities, Fang Zichen and Qiuku went home to get him a change of clothes.

Suddenly, Lan Yin was left by Lu Xinghan's side.

(End of this chapter)