Qiu Feng Ting Yu

269 Airport Road Fierce Battle 2

Jing Lei stepped on the accelerator without hesitation and rammed into them!

Only then did those few people react and scrambled to dodge, but it seemed a bit too late. The car was already close to them, and even though they scattered in all directions, two were sent flying several meters away by the rear of the car.

The remaining two quickly stood at a distance, staring at us blankly.

Jing Lei restarted the car and charged towards where one of them was standing.

This time, the fellow had learned his lesson. Like a monkey, he jumped out of the way and ran out of the car's range.

Jing Lei turned the car around and drove towards the other person.

The other one seemed frozen in fear, standing still. Jing Lei didn't hesitate, rushing towards him like a rocket.

I thought to myself, hitting him head-on like this would surely smash him to pieces.

Just as the car was about to hit him, he leaped into the air, surprisingly jumping over our car.

It turned out he had been faking it. He knew he couldn't dodge, so he gambled on a risky move.

However, even though he leaped over, he lost his balance upon landing and tumbled several steps before falling to the ground.

Jing Lei seemed to have gone mad. She stopped the car, put it in reverse, and headed towards the downed man.

The man clearly saw the car coming and scrambled to move towards the roadside, narrowly avoiding the car's path.

I told Jing Lei to leave them for now and go check on Da Kui.

Jing Lei acknowledged, shifted gears, turned the car around, and drove to Da Kui's vehicle.

Da Kui had been silent for a while; I hoped he was alright.

The occupants of the two cars that were hit earlier were gathering and rushing towards us. We had to rescue Da Kui before they arrived. If they all ganged up on us, we wouldn't be able to escape.

Although Da Kui's car hadn't flipped, its front end was smashed, and the driver's cabin was somewhat deformed. Jing Lei stopped the car, and I told her to keep the engine running, waiting for us. I quickly jumped out and climbed onto the car to check the situation inside.

Fortunately, Da Kui was sitting inside, unharmed. I thought, as long as he's alive, nothing else matters. I immediately asked him if he couldn't move. He said he could move, but his leg was slightly trapped, and he was trying to pull it out.

The engine compartment must have shifted backward, narrowing the leg space. Da Kui was already a big and burly man, which made this even more difficult.

I struggled to open the car door, then crouched down to look. The steering column had severely shifted backward, pinning his leg. I reached in, took off his shoe, and told him to try pulling again.

He laboriously pulled his leg backward, moving it inch by inch. I pushed the steering wheel with all my might, not knowing if it would help, but his leg was pulled out quite a bit.

I was very anxious. The few in front had basically lost their fighting ability, but the ones behind us were definitely a threat.

No matter how anxious I was, it was useless. I couldn't abandon my brother, so I had to patiently let him pull his leg out bit by bit.

Only his right leg was trapped; his left leg was outside.

He must have been in a lot of pain. I saw his expression was extremely contorted, but he didn't make a sound, making his greatest effort.

I said, "Almost there, put a little more effort in, and you'll be out soon."

He nodded and gave a strong pull, finally freeing his right leg.

I retrieved his shoe from underneath and told him, "Hug my neck tightly, and as I move, we'll get in the car and leave this place."

Da Kui nodded with difficulty, hugged me tightly. I yelled, "One, two, three," and with all my strength, I dragged him out of the car.

His right leg was numb from being compressed, and he couldn't put any strength into it. His entire body weight was pressing down on me.