Fall in love, Mr. Xi!

Chapter 1121 [Xu Han cp] Extra Story: You Are My Salvation (119)

Not long after the accident happened, Han Zimo was also brought to the neighborhood in that black car with a price on the ground.

The driver of the black car saw many people sitting on the side of the road with high beams through the car window and seemed to be injured.

But the mud and rocks in front of it collapsed from the middle of the mountain, blocking the way, and half of the carriages buried underneath could be faintly seen.

He stepped on the brake, turned to Han Zimo behind him and said, "There seems to be an accident ahead, I'll go and have a look first."

Almost all the passengers got off along the way, and Han Zimo was the only one left here.

Hearing the sound, Han Zimo also subconsciously looked forward and nodded.

The driver of the black car got out of the car and trot towards the overturned bus.

Han Zimo opened the door and walked down to take a breath.

After waiting for several minutes, the driver did not come back, so I planned to go and have a look.

Just after walking a certain distance, he met the black car driver who was returning.

The driver of the black car stood in front of Han Zimo and said out of breath, "There was a mudslide ahead, and a bus was buried under it. It completely blocked the road. I'm afraid I won't be able to go to Chiyu Mountain tonight."

Han Zimo looked in the direction of the accident scene, and unconsciously frowned.

There seemed to be something pulling him under the pile of mud and rocks, making him want to approach that side unconsciously.

After a few seconds of silence, he returned to the car again and took out the shovel that he had accidentally seen in the corner.

The driver of the black car looked at the shovel in his hand, a little puzzled, "Who are you?"

"Help save people. If you don't plan to stay and help, go back to the town first!" Han Zimo clenched the shovel in his hand, and with the other hand, he took out his mobile phone and handed it to him, "Leave a call, when the time comes I'll contact you to pick up your luggage."

The driver of the black car glanced at the mobile phone handed over by Han Zimo and didn't answer it. Instead, he reached out and closed the car door, "Who said I have to leave? Although I usually drive a black car, the asking price is a bit high. But I don't want to see death." The kind of person who can't be saved."

Han Zimo gently pulled the corners of his lips, and put the phone back into his pocket.

Suddenly, my opinion of this driver changed a lot.

As soon as the conversation between the two ended, the sound of a police car was heard from a distance.

Han Zimo looked behind him, and saw three police cars leading the way, followed by two rescue vehicles and two ambulances, passing them in a hurry.

Looking back, Han Zimo walked in the direction of the accident.

When he arrived at the scene, the rescue team had already started to rescue him.

The members of the medical team were running back and forth, fast and fast, bandaging the wounded.

People were constantly being dragged out from under the mud flow, their bodies were mixed with mud and blood, which looked shocking.

"Uncle policeman, Teacher Xu and my sister are still inside, please save them!"

A mournful voice came to the ear with a deep cry.

Hearing the words "Teacher Xu", Han Zimo was very sensitive, and his tall body shook violently.

Mr. Xu?

Could it be...

Subconsciously looking at the sound, I saw a muddy-faced boy in Tibetan costume tightly holding the arm of a policeman, pointing to the mudslide pile not far away, begging constantly.

"Don't worry, we will do our best to rescue him." The police comforted Qu Ji and took him away from the danger zone.

Han Zimo walked up to Qu Ji, he stretched out his hand to grab Qu Ji's arm, and turned the man around forcefully, "Is the teacher Xu you mentioned just now called Xu Han?"

Qu Ji turned to look at the strange man in front of him with a tense face. He was taken aback and said tremblingly, "You...do you know Mr. Xu?"

After getting the answer, Han Zimo's heart tightened suddenly.

No longer thinking about what to say, he stepped forward and walked to the side.

He walked very quickly, and soon, his heart felt as if he was being grabbed by a big hand, which made him almost out of breath.

My mind is full of the woman's face in memory.

The further you go, the heavier your steps become, and your legs seem to be filled with lead.

The hand holding the shovel was shaking uncontrollably.

Xu Han, you must be fine!
(End of this chapter)