His eyes stared at the road ahead without blinking, and his hands held the steering wheel tightly.

Big beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, not waiting for a drop.

It shows how nervous he is.

Ji Anning panicked, thinking of something, and said to him: "Then let go of the throttle."

She hurriedly looked at Luo Shuai's feet.

"I haven't stepped on the gas pedal at all now." Luo Shuai moved his feet, his throat barely making a sound.

day!

Ji Anning only felt that his brain exploded with a hum.

The brakes, handbrake, and throttle are all malfunctioning. On this rugged mountain road...

Ji Anning's face turned pale, she turned her head blankly and looked at the mountain next to her.

At this speed, if the P gear is directly engaged, the car will definitely be overturned.

What should I do now?

She didn't dare to ask this question. Now that Luo Shuai is sitting in that position, she is definitely not less nervous and afraid than her.

Ji Anning swallowed and spit, and looked to the front of the road. At least there was still more than an hour on the mountain road. She felt that the **** of death was waving to her in front.

There is no time to think about why the brakes and the accelerator failed at the same time.

She held the back of the front passenger seat tightly with both hands, pinched her fingernails into the leather, and was about to snap off.

My body was also sweating and raining.

After a big turn, Luo Shuai tried to maintain his composure, and when he turned around, they all seemed to walk through a ghost gate.

Ji Anning felt her heart beating in her throat, and almost jumped out.

She glanced at the sleeping little guy beside her.

Unable to control her emotions for a while, she began to cry. She did not let herself cry, bit her lip, and turned her head to look out the window.

After a while, Luo Shuai's voice suddenly sounded, "The only way now is to rely on the mountain to slow down as much as possible."

As he said, he quickly turned his head to look at Ji Anning, "Can you...can you?"

Ji Anning heard the words, hesitated for a moment, and nodded: "That's all."

Although at the current speed, there is a great danger of smashing, but it is better than waiting to die. There are still a few sharp turns ahead, if you come to an oncoming car, you may be hit.

With Ji Anning's consent and support, Luo Shuai seemed to have confidence. He greeted Ji Anning, "Hold well."

"Ok."

Ji Anning nodded, turned her head and glanced at one after another, looking at her quiet little appearance, she covered her mouth and forcibly held back a stream of tears.

Then stretched out his hand to pick up the little girl, hugged her tightly with one hand, and grabbed the safety rail with the other.

"Mummy."

Suddenly being picked up, the movement was too loud, and she woke up one after another. She looked at Ji Anning with sleepy eyes, and the Nuonuo voice made Ji Anning heartache.

Not daring to look at her little face, Ji Anning raised her chin and nodded, "Well, they closed their eyes and continued to sleep, Mommy held her."

Then she hugged the little girl tighter.

"Miss Anning, hug one after another."

Luo Shuai's nervous voice reminded Ji Anning again, and then he approached the mountain a little bit, passing the dense branches, rustling.

The sound was frightening.

Ji Anning was stunned, her pale face was not a trace of blood, and her hair and clothes were all sweaty in a short time.

The car was rubbing against the mountain, and the impact and inertia far exceeded Ji Anning's imagination. When it touched, the body bounced out.

"Mummy, mommy."

They hugged Ji Anning's arm in fear, and started crying.