Wang Qingxiao behind him found the right opportunity, watched Su Tang jump out of Fu Yuhao's arms, and reached out to hold Su Tang in his arms.

Wang Qingxiao now understood that meat would not come to his mouth on its own. If he wanted to eat meat, he had to take the initiative to put it into his mouth.

Su Tang, who had just escaped from the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den, was beginning to question his life.

"Bad guy." Su Tang broke free from Wang Qingxiao's arms and punched him hard.

After beating him, he turned around and left. After thinking for a while, he was still angry, so he turned back and punched Fu Yuhao again.

"Hmph." Su Tang, who had turned back, punched Fu Yuhao and snorted, indicating that he was still angry even though he had hit them both.

This time he walked back without looking back.

"Fuck, so cute." Fu Yuhao turned his head and said, his eyes seemed to be enduring something.

Wang Qingxiao and Fu Yuhao were not far away from each other, so she also heard what Fu Yuhao said, but his mind was now full of "grass".

I imagined Su Tang sobbing in my arms, the rose-red spots on her body looked like red roses blooming on the snow, so beautiful and tempting.

A gust of wind blew by, as if reminding him to wake up.

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As the explosions sounded and black smoke billowed out behind him, Tang Biao was still wondering why the power of the explosion of four or five cars was only this small.

He unbuckled his seatbelt, stood up, and looked down. Only one of the bomb race cars had exploded, and there were four more closely chasing them.

"Damn it, this is never-ending." Tang Biao cursed. Why is it different from what he imagined?

Why didn't those bomb cars explode and were still chasing them?

When Sun Yun heard Tang Biao's angry curse, he thought of this situation. He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and looked at the finish line right in front of him.

Suddenly, the car body tilted backwards violently. Sun Yun quickly stood up holding Yu Yao, and with the help of the force of the front tires still on the ground, he jumped to the edge of the finish line.

Sun Yun held tightly onto the edge of the finish line with his left hand, and held Yu Yao tightly with his other hand. Yu Yao also raised his hand and groped towards the top of his head, but his hand was still a little short of the road.

Sun Yun's feet were held tightly by Tang Biao. It was very difficult for him to support three people with one hand, and beads of sweat slid down his cheeks.

Tang Biao was breathing heavily. The corner of his clothes was caught by the car and he jumped slowly. Just when he couldn't control his body and fell down, he grabbed Sun Yun's feet at the critical moment.

"Don't be afraid, Ayao. I will carry you up. Please climb up first, okay?" Without waiting for Yuyao to answer, Sun Yun lifted Yuyao up with force.

Yu Yao also cooperated by grabbing Sun Yun's shoulders and climbing up hard by pushing off the bumps.

"Sun Yun, you will definitely hold on tight, right? As long as you hold on tight, I will find a way to get up."

"If you just hold on a little longer, you can survive, and so can I. Isn't it worth it?"

Tang Biao's voice came like a devil, and Sun Yun, who was still trying his best to lift Yu Yao up, stopped what he was doing.

Yu Yao looked at the finish line that was so close. No matter how hard he tried to reach it, he was only a little bit away.

"Brother Yun, we're just a little bit closer. Just hold on a little longer. I'll come and pull you up after I get up there." Feeling that Sun Yun stopped, Yu Yao thought he was tired and comforted him softly.

Seeing Sun Yun motionless, suddenly a drop of warm liquid fell on Yu Yao's face. Yu Yao raised his head in surprise and looked at Sun Yun's hand.

There was a deep cut on Sun Yun's arm, and the white bones in his flesh could be vaguely seen.

"Yuyao, you understand our current situation. If you let go of my hand and jump, you can save not only your beloved Brother Yun, but also me, who once saved your life."

Yu Yao was about to speak out to refute Sun Yun's words, but he couldn't open his mouth. The hand that was tightly holding Sun Yun's shoulders also loosened little by little.

Yu Yao tried his best to control himself, but it was of no avail.

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