It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

The staff's intercom channel was in disarray.

"Beep - the people in the car behind go to rescue people immediately."

"Beep——Leave one guard behind."

"Di - where is Mr. Zheng?... We have iron rods... one or two..."

"Di--"

"Tee - why did you come down? Go back...be careful with your right foot, he is pressing it..."

Team director Xie Chengji was sweating profusely. When he ran out just now, he saw a man sitting on the ground, leaning against the car, with blood gushing from his arm!

Xie Chengji ran up and pinched the man's wound without thinking. When he came to his senses, the injured man was holding his thigh and couldn't move, and he couldn't move at all!

He could feel the speed at which he was suppressing the man's blood flow. He did not dare to make any move until the ambulance came and until professional rescuers were sure he could let go.

But the walkie-talkie pinned to his chest shirt pocket continued to vibrate and communicate.

Xie Chengji groaned, but he could only watch the seven young men who put on masks and ran down the street hurriedly away from him.

"Don't cause trouble!"

"Beep - the person under the truck is still alive...Xiao Zheng, please exert your strength over there..."

"Beep - Player Mu, be careful of the glass."

Ling You has never been so embarrassed in his life, but he has no regrets at all.

After rescuing at least three cars of trapped people with the tall guy next to him, he panted heavily and helped him get into a car casually. The smile on his face was a bit relieved after trying his best, "Young man, you are quite handsome."

"It's also powerful."

Ling You said and spat out. It seemed like blood had spattered into his mouth just now.

A few minutes ago, Mu Duoduo used his brute force to open a severely deformed car door.

Then he ran to the next car, and together with Ling You, he smashed the window and rescued the three people who had fainted in the car.

There was a loud noise in the ears.

Unable to hear clearly what the middle-aged man next to him was saying, Mu Duoduo waved his hand.

All around were enthusiastic people who were still swarming forward, using their strength if they had the strength to do so, or turning their mobile phone flashlights to the highest setting if they had no strength, to open a bright passage for the rescuers.

Ling You followed Mu Duoduo's gaze and saw countless people surrounding a car that had been crushed by at least a quarter.

Someone squeezed out of the crowd with a gloomy look on his face, shivering.

This time Mu Duoduo heard the voice clearly, "It's all squashed!"

"Three out of four are out of breath!"

Someone else ran out of the crowd and caught up with the person who spoke, "Wait a minute, Brother Jie, hey, you said that if the first movie hadn't been about driving five kilometers per hour in the tunnel, how would such an accident have happened? ?"

The man called Brother Jie crossed his arms and looked back, "That beast still has one car occupying two lanes!"

"The guy in the car is going to seek his life tonight!"

The two of them walked quickly past Ling You and Mu Duoduo.

Finally, he quickly fell back.

"Brother, you're not bad looking!" Nan Fujie is half a talent scout, and the company he works for does e-commerce live streaming.

When I saw Mu Duoduo resting on the roadside, he was wearing a mask and could not hide his aura of stardom.

Immediately got together.

Mu Duoduo was not in the mood to talk to these two people, so he walked towards the crowd.

Nan Fujie was a little unhappy at being ignored, but in the current environment, it was better not to cause any conflicts. He touched his nose and walked next to his colleague who was live broadcasting the scene.

The traffic tonight will definitely be incredible!

Sure enough, when Nan Fujie took a closer look, the number of people in the live broadcast room had exceeded [-].

You know, his company's best live broadcast room, at its peak, could only reach 5000 online viewers based on pure natural traffic.

Nan Fujie held his breath, fearing that his "immortal energy" would blow away the wealth and wealth in the live broadcast room!

The screen on the mobile phone followed Mu Duoduo's footsteps.

on the screen.

"A moment of silence"

"Did someone just say that someone occupied two lanes in the tunnel and drove at a speed of [-] kilometers per hour, causing a series of car accidents?"

"Is that person sick? If you want to die, don't come out and harm others."

"12 points deducted!"

"Twelve points can't buy a life. Three out of four will die."

"If someone hadn't taken the initiative to save people, no one would have been saved."

"Are there people injured on both sides of the driveway?"

"There were quite a few handsome guys there when we were rescuing people just now."

"Just a handsome man wearing a mask"

"marketing?"

"Go away with your marketing. The fire rescue didn't come. People took such great risks to save people. It was voluntary, okay?"

"Some people have a dark heart, and they always use the word "marketing" in everything they see. It's because they feel they are particularly literate, right?"

"Why do I look familiar to someone wearing a mask?"

"Jimei! I also want to say, like Shi Cheng?"

The more Nan Fujie looked at the screen, the more frightened he became. Was the top leader rescuing people?

In this hotspot, eating shit makes you feel hot!

He grabbed the mobile phone of his colleague who was broadcasting live and rushed back to the depths of the crowd.

This is very close to the big truck.

The live image on the screen is Nan Fujie's eyes.

Continuously shooting, Nan Fujie's eyes locked on a boy wearing a mask in the crowd.

This boy's skin is very white, and it can be said that it is somewhat reflective under the lights of countless mobile phones.

The boy was using a lady's silk scarf that he got from somewhere to tie up the upper part of the man's thigh in the car. His leg was squeezed by the steering wheel, and his skin was already a bit bluish gray due to lack of blood.

The boy's voice was nice, crisp and cold. He was obviously young, but he could somehow calm down his mood when he spoke.

"I raised the steering wheel so you can get down."

"Slow down, it's okay."

In the video, Bai Yang's face finally moved out from under the airbag.

Half dragging and half dragging the person to the ground, the people around him immediately scattered. The injured driver lay flat on the ground, his throat and mouth were extremely dry.

"I'm thirsty, give me some water."

Enthusiastic people immediately handed over half-filled bottles of mineral water.

Bai Yang reached out to block the driver's slightly opened mouth, "He has wounds on his abdomen and shoulders. He can't drink water in this condition!"

The enthusiastic crowd was stunned, a little confused, and a kind-hearted aunt beside him immediately gave him some information: "Drinking water in this situation is likely to cause heavy bleeding!"

in the live room.

"OMG! Isn't this Bai Yang?"

"What the hell, isn't this super idol audition a closed training?"

"A super idol contestant showed up at the scene of a car accident?"

"Baiyang is here, so the person who appeared on the screen just now was really Shi Cheng?"

"I took a screenshot. The one who pulled off the deformed car door with one hand is really Mr. A."

"My noisy iron triangle was linked in a dream at the rescue scene?"

"Help, why am I crying?"

"That is to say, they might have been one of the people who were going to be rescued?"

"Ah! I hate car accidents"

"Isn't Zai Zai a mysophobia? There is blood on your clothes and hands."

"In this case, who cares what mysophobia is wearing?"

"Are you guys praising or scolding someone upstairs?"

"Usually, I don't like him very much, really, but that changed today."