"Rong Shao." The beauty pouted dissatisfiedly, with a delicate tone.

Rong Feifan's face sank, and before she spoke, the beauty hurriedly pushed the car door in shock and gave up her position.

"Get in the car." Rong Feifan stuffed Ji Anning into the co-pilot seat, and then he was about to go to the driver's seat to drive, Jin Yuanyuan's traffic police male **** suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm and pulled him.

"You can't leave. I just found out that your driver's license has been revoked. You are driving illegally. I want to detain your vehicle."

The traffic policeman performed his duties honestly.

"Uncle traffic police." Rong Feifan looked at the traffic police male god, pointed at Ji Anning in the car, sneered and raised his eyebrows, "Can't you see that this beauty is in a hurry?"

"That can't go either." Shenbing, the traffic policeman, insisted on being upright and refused to let Rong Feifan go.

After spending so much here, Ji Anning was anxious. She also looked at the traffic police and begged: "Please, I'm really in a hurry."

Jin Yuanyuan also hurriedly came over to help her intercede with her male spirit, "Brother Zhang Qi, An Ning is my friend, so please feel free."

"No accommodation."

Officer Zhang has a very professional and ethical look. If it doesn't work, it doesn't work. No one can intercede.

Rong Feifan gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

"Then I can only assault the police."

He clenched his fist, aimed at Constable Zhang's face, and slammed it down fiercely. It was surprising to see that he was thin and thin, but with great strength.

Officer Zhang staggered several steps with a punch and fell to the ground.

"Brother Zhang Qi." Jin Yuanyuan saw that the male **** was knocked down, and hurried to help him, feeling distressed.

Rong Feifan didn't delay a second here. Before Zhang Qi didn't get up, he pressed the door of the car with both hands, leaped and jumped into the car quickly.

Immediately start the car and trot in a luxurious white trot. With a bang, it disappeared several meters in the blink of an eye.

Rong Feifan was about to slow down. Ji Anning noticed it and waved to him quickly, "Go to Longpo Pier, don't be slow, you need this speed."

"OK." Rong Feifan smiled at Ji Anning's evil spirits, and stepped on the accelerator a little deeper.

Along the way, he didn't slow down even when turning around, and he closed the roof for fear that Ji Anning would be cold.

The whole process was rapid, Ji Anning didn't say a word, the hand holding the safety handrail was full of sweat.

Because she was focused on Yang Yufang, who was seriously ill, she didn't know she was afraid.

It's just that the inertia of every turn overwhelms Chuang's stomach.

"Here, Longpo Pier."

Finally, when he reached his destination, Rong Feifan stopped the car steadily, then he raised his watch to check the time, very proud, "Twenty minutes."

"Thanks... ugh..." Ji Anning wanted to thank, but before she said thank you, something rushing from her stomach rushed to her throat. She retched and quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

Rong Feifan looked at her amused, "Hey, don't thank me so much."

Ji Anning raised her other hand and apologized to Rong Feifan with her eyes. Then she immediately pushed the car door, rushed to the side of the road, and squatted down.

"Take a sip of water."

Rong Feifan thoughtfully took an unopened bottle of mineral water and handed it to Ji Anning.

Ji Anning reached out and took it, unscrewed it, took a sip in her mouth, rinsed, and then came out. She felt much more comfortable and there was no time to delay, so she quickly got up.

(Brother Yang is going to test subject two next Monday. The coach is conducting devilish training on me these days. In these two days, I can only guarantee four chapters. If I can write more, write as much as possible. In addition, I am anxious about the plot. No hot tofu... Everyone's appearance is to pave the way for the protagonist's progress.)