The street lights on both sides of the road have not been extinguished, and the main road, which is usually difficult to walk, is now unobstructed. Not long after Qingqing drove on the main road around the city, Ning Jue noticed that there were two strange vehicles behind her.

The two cars had been behind them for a while, and they had passed several intersections, still clinging to them. Even if Qingqing deliberately slowed down, the two cars had no intention of overtaking.

Obviously, they are being watched.

Ning Jue buttoned on her hat, took out the mask she had prepared and put it on, and asked, "Is it an illegitimate child or the media?"

He Dingxi glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "Not sure."

"It's okay, I have a solution." Ning Jue asked Qingqing in the front row, "How many years has Qingqing been driving?"

"Five years." The young man was young, but he had several years of driving experience. Working with He Dingxi for a long time, these are small scenes in her eyes.

"Very good." Ning Jue observed the surrounding vehicles, then looked at the road sign in front of him, and said to Qingqing, "Listen to me next."

Driving in front of them was an intercity bus bound for City H, which was about to drive off the main road around the city at the next gate. When the warning sign at the gate appeared, Ning Jue asked Qingqing to quickly overtake the bus in front of the bus, keeping the distance between the cars that the third car could not block.

As the gate approached, under the cover of the bus, Qingqing drove down to the side road in advance with the bus. By the time the other party realized that they had temporarily changed lanes, they had already missed the opportunity to leave the main road.

The car drove forward for some distance, and the two cars really failed to keep up. Qingqing glanced at the rear-view mirror, and she was very excited: "You are awesome, Teacher Ning Jue!"

Ning Jue smiled towards Qingqing, revealing a small white tooth, and said, "Stay calm and be complacent."

At this moment, Qingqing felt that Ning Jue was not as arrogant and arrogant as Li Anqi said.

Urban roads lead in all directions, every avenue can lead to the airport, and new routes have been planned for navigation.

However, Qingqing hadn't been complacent for long when the two cars that had already been thrown away appeared bizarrely in front of them, as if they had already known their driving routes.

Qingqing was puzzled by this: "How did they happen to appear here?"

He Dingxi also noticed something unusual: "Don't pay attention to them, we will go directly to the VIP channel when we arrive at the airport."

He Dingxi and Ning Jue didn't want to have extra troubles, but it didn't mean that the people who followed the car were willing to let it go. Their patience seemed to have run out. After a brief red light, one of the black jeeps slammed on the accelerator to start early, and the other swayed its tail and pinned in front of the He Dingxi car.

At the same time, a single SLR lens stuck out from the rear window, and it was a sharp shot at the front of the car.

This situation is not quite like an illegitimate child following a car. Eighty percent of the paparazzi are here.

Qingqing was used to seeing strong winds and waves, and her eyes were already red at this time. She glanced at the rear-view mirror on the left, and saw that there was no car coming from the side, she simply slammed the steering wheel and changed lanes to overtake.

Seeing that the two cars hadn't trapped He Dingxi's car, they chased after them with all their horsepower. The paparazzi who followed the car today don't know where they came from. They are not satisfied with taking a few pictures secretly, presumably they want to make a big news. They provocatively blocked and blocked all the way, trying to force He Dingxi's car to stop.

In a twinkling of an eye, Qingqing drove up the elevated road, the ghosts of the two cars lingered and double-teamed side by side.

They wanted to use this method to force He Dingxi to get off the bus. It would be great if He Dingxi did something like beating a reporter under their malicious provocation.

Right now the flight was about to take off, time was running out, He Dingxi didn't have time to stop and entangle with them. Fortunately, there were not many vehicles on the road in the early morning. He Dingxi observed the surrounding road conditions and instructed Qingqing, "Come over at the next intersection."

"Don't worry, boss, wrap it on me." Qingqing nodded, the strong female figure could not fall. She was staring intently at the signal lights, there were no passing cars at the moment, and she was about to rush through the traffic lights for a few seconds to get rid of them completely.

However, just as Qingqing stepped on the accelerator, Ning Jue glanced at the dashboard inadvertently, and saw that the ABS light suddenly came on, and the number of revolutions on the dashboard jumped wildly.

Ning Jue's heart froze, she immediately realized that something was wrong, and quickly said to Qingqing, "Hold the steering wheel tightly, tap the brake lightly to stop!"

However, it was too late, the car seemed to have suddenly lost control and rushed all the way out, until the rear of the car slammed into the fence and stopped completely.

After a brief coma, Ning Jue opened her eyes. There was chaos in his mind, and it took him a while to remember what had happened not long ago.

Ning Jue moved her body and found that she was fine. He pushed He Dingxi, who was pressing on him, and asked, "He Dingxi, Qingqing, how are you?"

There was a reply from Qingqing from the front row, He Dingxi lay motionless on Ning Jue and did not answer.

Ning Jue sat up and straightened He Dingxi's body with difficulty. Only then did he realize that He Dingxi's body was covered in blood.

Ning Jue's mind went blank for a moment, he hurriedly wiped off the blood stains on He Dingxi's face, and shouted again, "He Dingxi..."

Qingqing also woke up quickly, the impact point just now was not in the driver's seat, and she only suffered a slight injury. Qingqing looked back at He Dingxi, who looked like a blood gourd in the back row, only to feel that there was a flower in front of him, and the three souls lost seven souls.

She rolled and climbed out of the car and pulled to the door on the side of He Dingxi, shaking like a sieve: "Boss..."

"Hold back your tears first." Ning Jue's face was extremely pale, but he had calmed down in the shortest possible time. Ning Jue glanced at Qingqing, and after confirming that she was safe, she unfastened her seat belt and said to Qingqing, "Come and help."

Ning Jue knew that it was not the time for him to collapse. The two paparazzi had long since disappeared. The fuel tanks began to leak out, and the car was in danger of exploding at any time.