Uncle Li reached out to help him, but saw the old man get up and run out, and even one of his shoes ran away.

"Yan Xun." The old man rushed out and saw the truck pressing against Yan Xun's car from afar. The whole car was flattened and blood kept pouring out of the car.

The old man's figure stood there and swayed, his voice almost dull as if his throat was broken.

When the servants in Yan's house heard the movement, they ran out one after another. Seeing this scene, they were shocked.

"The eldest young master's car."

"How could this happen?" Uncle Li also chased after him.

The scene became quiet and no one spoke. Several servants were sobbing in fear, but they covered their mouths and did not dare to make sounds. Although Yan Xun was the eldest young master, he was very good to his servants and never acted arrogantly.

I survived the car accident last time, and I thought I would be sick and unlucky in the future.

Not far away, a car drove towards her. After Mrs. Gong got off the car, she looked at the scene and covered her mouth and walked forward in disbelief.

Looking at the truck's flattened seat, then at the old man, he said incrediblely, "Old Yan, is this... Is Ah Xun?"

The old man stood there, and he didn't move when he heard the wind, as if he had been lit.

Mrs. Gong stepped forward in disbelief, looked at him and looked at the scene of the car accident, and said in disbelief: "How could this happen? Didn't he say he wanted to live for himself once?"

"He said that after dealing with what he had at hand, he could live freely once after divorced Leng Ling."

"He clearly said that he would live well, not for the Yan family, but for himself."

Mrs. Gong murmured to herself in disbelief. Yan Xun is a traditional person. The nobleness in his bones is beyond reach. Such a person who protects his shortcomings and is gentle...

"No, the person in the car must not be him." Mrs. Gong was panicked.

She pulled the old man's arm, shook her head, forcibly tried to calm herself down, and whispered: "Old Yan, you go back first, I will deal with it here."

Mrs. Gong has always been calm and has a proper attitude in her work, so she was also panicked at this moment.

"I'll call, call an ambulance, yes, call someone to tow the truck and find Xiaowan." She murmured to herself in a low voice.

At this moment, she never felt that life was so dark. Her hand holding the phone was trembling. She couldn't hold it firmly and fell to the ground. She quickly knelt on the ground and crawled over to pick up the phone.

"Xiaowan, Xiaowan." Her nobleness when she first came seemed to have been overturned at this moment.

She suddenly felt desperate when she heard the phone turn off when she held her phone.

She never struggled again, and she cried with her head in a broken mood, staring at the blood that kept gushing out not far away. She crawled over and reached out to pull the scrap iron on the ground.

Unfortunately, no matter how she pulled it, the iron piece cut through her palm and couldn't pull it out.

"Go back." The old man looked at the situation. He turned his face for a while, walked up to hold Mrs. Gong's hand, forced her up, and said, "Listen to me, go back."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly coughed violently and blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Puff." The old man vomited blood and suddenly paralyzed on the ground.

Seeing this, Mrs. Gong immediately got up and hugged him, shouting in panic: "Old man, hurry up! Call the doctor, hurry up."

Not far away, a car parked under a tree and rolled down the window to watch the scene.

"Hehe." Su Wanjing laughed in a low voice, took out a piece of chewing gum and threw it into her mouth and chewed it. She felt very happy in an instant, and she whispered: "I didn't expect that if I didn't need to take action, the Yan family would be in chaos."
Chapter completed!