Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Chapter 1083: living space

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Huo Ci hurriedly turned the steering wheel to dodge, and the car moved to the left lane to give way to a body position, but who knew that the truck on the opposite side was also driving to the left, obviously trying to block his way.

"Grandpa!" Xiao Qi screamed and looked towards the left window in horror.

Huo Ci subconsciously looked over and saw an identical heavy-duty truck rushing toward them from the left.

At the same time, the truck in front seemed to be going crazy and crashed into them.

Xiaoqi's face turned pale, and after another panicked grandfather, he heard a loud noise, and the car on the opposite side had hit him.

The moment the two trucks collided, Huo Ci's eyes suddenly tightened. When he let go of the steering wheel, he rushed towards Xiao Qi without thinking, using his body to protect the little guy tightly in front of him.

In my ears, there was another bang.

Huo Ci felt that his internal organs were shifting in an instant. The truck on the opposite side continued to move forward, crushing him, and the entire front of the truck was squeezed until it was deformed.

Because of the pressure, his whole body was in great pain. The pain was so extreme that only numbness remained.

But his consciousness was unprecedentedly clear. He looked at the child he was protecting on his chest and tried to hold himself up. He used his own body as a shield to firmly hold up a living space for him.

The car on the opposite side directly crushed the front of the sports car. The driver was wearing sunglasses, a mask, and a black suit. He wrapped himself tightly. Looking at the sports car that was already in tatters, in order to ensure nothing went wrong, I got out of the car and took a look.

Through the car door, I could vaguely see the man in the car. He was covered in blood. He went in and took a breath. He found that there was no longer any warmth or breath. After making sure, he left with confidence.

Unexpectedly, just after taking two steps, I clearly heard a shout from the car. The voice was very small, and it was the voice of a child.

The driver paused, turned around, and after taking a closer look, he clearly saw the man in the car. He was in a protective posture, with his whole body in a weird arch shape, using his body to hold up a small space.

He was squeezed into the completely deformed carriage, but his back seemed to be made of reinforced concrete. No one knew what kind of faith he had to resist the crushing of a heavy truck weighing several tons with his flesh and blood. .

"Grandpa, grandpa..." Xiao Qi cried and shouted. He couldn't see anything. He could only feel blood dripping on his face and body. He shouted in fear: "Grandpa, grandpa, where are you?"

The driver turned around and took out an iron rod from his car. The sound of the iron rod dragging the ground was like a warning of death.

The pair of eyes under the sunglasses were ferocious and sinister. He thought that the child was dead, but he didn't expect that he was still alive. If the child was not dead, it would be a disaster if he stayed.

When Xiao Qi was grabbed by someone's arm, she subconsciously grabbed the person's hand. After realizing that it was not her grandfather, she quickly retracted her hand.

"Come out for me!" The driver grabbed Xiao Qi and pulled him out. His smile was ferocious. Listening to the child's helpless and desperate cry, he laughed arrogantly.

"Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, where are you?" Xiao Qi shouted desperately. He couldn't see, couldn't see anything.

"Don't yell at me. Your grandpa is dead. Don't worry. You will go to hell to accompany your grandpa soon." The driver smiled sinisterly and pulled him hard: "Don't blame me. The blame lies with your grandfather. He has done too many evil things, and the retribution will be on you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a harsh brake sound sounded next to him. The driver who was pulling Xiao Qi suddenly stiffened. He turned around and saw a black sports car parked next to him. He gritted his teeth, raised the iron rod in his hand, and pointed at He hit the child on the head.

Who knows where the child got the strength from? At the moment when he was distracted, he quickly retracted his head and smashed the stick into nothing.

"Xiao Qi!" Si Chengluo got out of the car and yelled in panic, his eyes suddenly condensed, and madness spread in his eyes.

When the driver saw someone coming, he spat angrily and turned around to run away. Anyway, the task of killing Huo Ci was completed. It didn't matter whether the child died or not. It would be the same if he was killed next time.

He ran very fast, but the man opposite him suddenly appeared in front of him like a ghost. Before he could react, the iron rod in his hand was snatched away.

His eyes widened in horror, and he saw the boy opposite him, like the god of death suddenly appearing, hitting him with a stick.

At the last moment of his life, he even felt his brain mixed with blood flowing down. It was a warm feeling. He fell to the ground with a bang and refused to close his eyes.

The ambulance came and left quickly.

In the emergency room, it was eerily quiet. Nangong Lengyu stood in front of the operating table, her beautiful face as cold as ice, as pale as paper, and the calm look in her eyes was scary.

Don’t people say that the disaster will last for thousands of years? Why did he die like this? Why did he die without telling her anything

He owed her so much, but in the end, he never even said sorry to her. She had been waiting for him to say sorry to her.

Lu Yubai stood at the door of the emergency room, with red eyes. They looked at the woman standing in front of the operating table for a moment. Then they suddenly seemed to have lost their strength. They knelt on the ground, covered their faces and cried out. For a moment, their emotions It’s complicated, I don’t know what to say.

Sometimes, people escape from harm for the sake of their own self-esteem and obsession. Think about it, it’s really not worth it. Do they have to wait until death, have to wait until the yin and yang are separated, so that the two of them can face their feelings

Nangong Lengyu clutched her heart tightly. For a moment, she felt like her heart was cut by a knife, her throat was fishy and salty, she choked and sobbed, and her eyesight turned black.

She finally understood that, as Ruoshui often said, except death, nothing is worth hating and resenting for a lifetime.

However, it was too late, too late.

**

Ling Sheng was filming a commercial on Nanhai Island, borrowed a car, and was going to go to a beautiful seaside village listed in the travel guide. When her phone rang, she was already on the highway.

"Shengsheng, it's me, the fifth uncle." Lu Yubai's voice was very low and hoarse. He paused and then said: "I want to tell you something, you must not get excited."

Ling Sheng's head was buzzing, and in her ears was Lu Yubai's low, depressed, and painful voice that kept lingering. He said: Sheng Sheng, your dad was in a car accident and rescue efforts failed.

His hands were unsteady, the steering wheel slipped, and the car hit the guardrail next to him with a bang. His vision suddenly went dark and he lost consciousness.

(End of chapter)