Chapter 938: Hit 120

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Through the rear-view mirror, Jiang Shiyu saw a white car and said angrily: "How to drive, and there is so little traffic can still rear-end."
The moment the car was hit, Song Jia subconsciously pounced on An Wen to help her protect her head.
"All right, Wenwen." Song Jia asked nervously.
An Wen shook his head and looked at Song Jia, and blood ran down from Song Jia's forehead.
She knocked her head because of inertia when she rushed over.
"Sister Song, you bleed." An Wen said nervously, reaching for her wound.
"Broken skin, it's fine." Song Jia blocked An Wen's hand and opened the door to go out, but couldn't open it.
"Little Ginger!"
"Sister Song is not an ordinary rear-end, it seems like an illegitimate child, I remember their faces." Jiang Shiyu said in a panic.
"Crazy, wouldn't they want to use rear-end to get close?" Song Jia said angrily.
An Wen is turning over the bag, so I can't find a band-aid.
"Sister Song, don't move, I'll paste it on you." An Wen got up and went to give Song Jia a band-aid.
"No need." Song Jia reacted quickly because of her angry tone, and said, "The wound is in the hair. It's useless to post it."
She wiped her face indiscriminately with paper.
At this time, four men had walked out of the car behind, patting their windows and shouting.
"It's really embarrassing to hit your car, come and talk."
"Sorry about that……"
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These people are embarrassed, but their eyes are not so serious, and some people even lie on the car window.
Song Jia wiped a few sheets of paper and found that the blood could not be wiped at all, and annoyedly threw the blood-stained paper aside, simply not to wipe it.
"Xiao Jiang called the police. I went down to talk to them. It was really heartbreaking!"
After talking, Song Jia opened the door to go out, and several people outside smiled.
Suddenly a force came from behind, Song Jia was pulled back and the door was closed.
"Wenwen, what are you doing!" Song Jia said angrily.
"No need to call the police, call 120." An Wen said lightly.
Song Jia hasn't responded yet that An Wen has driven out the door.
"Sister Song, what can I do? I won't be killed!" Jiang Shiyu was frightened by An Wen.
Song Jia quickly panicked and drove out the door.
"Don't leave, should I call 110 or 120? Forget it ... all fight!" Jiang Shiyu said.
When An Wen got out of the car, the four men screamed.
"I didn't expect to be a goddess, An Wen, we like you very much?"
"Shall we have a picture together?"
"Sorry for my younger brother's driver's license."
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These narrations were all found well, and all smiles were piled on the face. One of the fat men grinned to An Wen while grinning, and many pimples on his cheeks had white pus.
"We are really your fans, An Wen, you are so beautiful!"
These people raised their phones to shoot An Wen, the closer and closer An Wen.
The fat man stretched his hand to An Wen's shoulder, grinning more and more!
"Release your hand!" Song Jia said angrily, pushing his hand away and blocking An Wen.
"Can't you tell me anything? You must do it!"
"We didn't do it, we just wanted to talk to the goddess about compensation." One of them said with a smile.
"Then wait until the police come!" Song Jia said coldly.
"Okay!"
It takes time for the police to come and they can talk to An Wen more.
An Wen is really beautiful. Although he has followed him for so many days, he is so close to her for the first time.
The facial features are exquisitely exquisite, a pair of peach blossom eyes is beautiful no matter what emotion, and the skin is really white and tender.
She wore pencil trousers today, her legs are thin and straight, and then looking at the upper body, she is really perfect.
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