Chapter 89

When the call was connected, I didn’t even hear Pei Yanhe’s voice.

Shen Yizhi's tears burst out, falling down her cheeks onto the screen, and her voice was trembling, which could no longer be hidden.

"Pei Yanhe, my brakes are failing."

There was dead silence on the other end of the phone, as if he had lost his mind for a few seconds, before his tense voice came through.

"Where?"

The car had been driving for a long time without realizing it.

Shen Yizhi looked around, and it was as dark as the abyss.

She pinched the soft flesh on her leg, and her fingertips instantly turned blood red when they dug into the flesh. She tried hard to stay calm.

"It's too dark here to see anything, but I'm sure we've reached the suburbs."

The sound of the elevator door opening and closing seemed to come from the phone.

Pei Yanhe continued to ask: "Which car did you take?"

Shen Yizhi looked ahead: "The black Maybach that he often drives."

"bite--"

The elevator reached the underground floor, and the door opened just wide enough.

Pei Yanhe walked out and threw a string of license plates to Qin Mi behind him without any thought.

"Check where this car was last seen."

"Okay." Secretary Qin lowered his head and typed on the computer with a sullen face, not daring to waste even a minute or a second.

Soon, he raised his head and said, "Boss Pei, I found out..." I sent it to your phone.

There was nothing in front of me, and the cold air conditioning in the garage was blowing slowly.

There was no sign of President Pei.

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At this moment, a roar of an engine resounded through the sky in the city of Kyoto.

The speed was so fast that you couldn't even see the car clearly. You could only smell the exhaust fumes from the speeding car, leaving you no time to react.

He ran through several red lights, attracting the attention of the police in front of the surveillance camera.

Just as I pressed the intercom on my chest, the phone from headquarters suddenly rang.

"Hello, this is the Pujiang Branch Traffic Police Detachment."

A calm voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, I'm Shang Kuoheng, the chief of the Kyoto Municipal Police. Please give that car with five eights a special green license plate. No matter where it goes, I will bear all the consequences."

The police officer was stunned for two seconds by the noise, "Roger that."

As we went forward, the red lights turned green one by one.

The road became unobstructed.

Pei Yanhe had a calm expression and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The car was speeding up, and the scenery outside the window flashed by quickly, like an arrow shot from a bow, and everything was unknown after it left the bow.

The phone is still connected.

Shen Yizhi listened to what he had just said to his secretary and to Shang Kuoheng on another phone, and had already guessed what he was going to do.

My heart gradually calmed down, but I was still nervous, as I felt like something else was going to happen.

She tried to divert attention, "Pei Yanhe, chat with me for a while."

The surroundings fell silent as the car drove into the suburbs. Pei Yanhe's dark eyes remained fixed on the road ahead, and the car continued to drive at a steady pace.

"What do you want to talk about?"

He asked her in a steady voice that was strangely soothing.

Shen Yizhi thought about it seriously, "I'm quite curious why you like me? Is it because we have known each other since childhood?"

The car window was lowered a little, and the cold wind rushed in. Pei Yanhe's hair was blown slightly, and he spoke slowly.

"Do you remember when you were ten years old, there was a time when you loved to bother me?"

Traverse your mind's eye for relevant memories.

Shen Yizhi argued: "It was obviously your temperament that changed drastically that year, and you suddenly became less talkative, so it seemed like I was noisy and annoyed you!"

Hearing that there was no panic in her voice, Pei Yanhe chuckled and did not speak for a while.

The dim street lights flashed before my eyes like fragments, and the cold moonlight seemed to cover everything with a hazy mist.

His gentle voice broke through the fog and came clearly.

"At that time, there was a heavy rain in my world that lasted for a long time. It was you who brought the sunshine."

Shen Yizhi didn't understand and wanted to ask again.

Uncle Wang's exclamation interrupted them, "Miss!"

"There's a truck at the intersection ahead that's not slowing down. If we keep going like this, we're bound to hit it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the car had already arrived at the intersection.

The dazzling car lights were so bright that people subconsciously covered their eyes with their hands.

Shen Yizhi tilted his head, was forced to squint, and his mind went blank for a moment.

There is nothing to think about, and no time to think.

The truck's horn was getting closer and closer, like a countdown to death.

Shen Yizhi even forgot to breathe. He felt his vision go dark and his heart was beating rapidly in his chest.

It is said that people can know before they die.

When the foreknowledge arrives, it will be unusually calm.

In just three seconds.

Shen Yizhi's hands and feet were numb, and the blood in her body almost cooled down, so that she suddenly became quiet, and the hand that was blocking the light slowly fell down. The bright white high beam was like a white cloth covering a person before death.

She lifted her heavy eyelids and looked straight ahead.

The car was tilting to the left. Uncle Wang gripped the steering wheel tightly and turned it hard to the left, trying his best to avoid a collision.

The sound of bullets hitting the windshield suddenly died down.

Shen Yizhi closed his eyes, exhaled slowly, and said very lightly with a smile.

"I really like you, Pei Yanhe."

The words that he hadn't even had time to say, the words he had always wanted to hear.

She told him.

The veins on Pei Yanhe's forehead were throbbing and his hands gripping the steering wheel stiffened.

He said coldly: “Chen Yizhi, has anyone ever told you that this kind of thing should be said to your face.”

The suburbs are sparsely populated and have few cars.

But there was another harsh sound coming from the side of my ear, the sound of tires rubbing against the ground.

Like sharp claws tearing through the darkness, carving out a bloody path.

I saw a black Bugatti speeding from another lane, as fast as lightning, making it impossible to see clearly.

But the unbridled speed is clearly revealed.

It’s Pei Yanhe’s car.

The truck seemed to have noticed the presence of another car, and its speed became even more reckless.

Only fifty meters left.

It is completely impossible to prevent the accident from happening at this time.

But the word "impossible" never appears in front of him.

The roulette wheel was hit to death and headed straight in the direction of the truck.

Pei Yanhe stepped on the accelerator again, and the speed of the car had reached an astonishing level. He did not look back and squeezed into the space where the Maybach and the truck collided.

In this situation, with this posture, there is only one possibility.

Pei Yanhe planned to use himself in exchange for Chen Yizhi's life.

The tires kicked up gravel and sent it flying into the air.

The mobile call page is still jumping.

The last second of the countdown to the collision.

Pei Yanhe's unruly voice came from the sound of the mobile phone.

"Chen Yizhi, I love you, forever."

Shen Yizhi suddenly opened his eyes wide, his heart couldn't help but jump, and he just turned his head.

Next second.

"Bang——"

Fire splattered everywhere, and the huge crash sounded like a blood net covering the sky and the earth.

Car body parts and glass fragments flew everywhere.

The truck was forced to stop, but the Bugatti was crushed beyond recognition.

There was only heat in the silent and windless air, and a faint smell of blood drifted in the air.

at the same time.

The Maybach hit a thick tree trunk on the side of the road and the airbag quickly deployed.

Chen Yizhi was sitting in the back seat. Although he was restrained by the seat belt, he still fell forward due to inertia and finally fell back onto the back of the chair.

The powerful impact shattered the glass on one side of the car window, which flew into the air, and a faint sound of flesh being scratched could be heard.

A burst of warmth came from the wrist that was shielding his eyes, and his body temperature suddenly cooled down. Shen Yizhi had no intention of observing.

He turned his head and stared at the Bugatti on the right side, which was almost invisible after being crushed by a truck.

The flames burned more and more fiercely, as if they were going to burn everything.

Shen Yizhi used up the last bit of his strength and called out softly, "Pei Yanhe!"

My eyelids gradually became heavy, and the image was swallowed up bit by bit until it was swallowed by darkness.

She fell headfirst and fainted, unable to hold on any longer.