Chapter 6 Do You Really Understand Staged Crash Fraud
Chapter 6 Do You Really Understand Staged Crash Fraud
Chapter 6 Do You Really Understand Staged Crash Fraud?
What the hell!
Finally, with only 65 feet left, Connor made a sudden brake and almost threw himself out of the car before pulling over.
He had always been calm, but at that moment he couldn't help swearing. He saw someone was half a meter away from the car.
A woman? He frowned, then opened the door, and directly got off.
He looked at Abigail up and down: A wooden stick was stuck to her calves, which made her look fractured. It was dark and blind, so he couldn't see anything clearly. Her face was dirty, but her eyes were clear and bright as lights.
"Were you tired of living?" Connor asked coldly.
The man who suddenly appeared in front of Abigail was very tall, at least 10 to 15 cm taller than her. He looked more outstanding in the white shirt in the dark. The man, who had chiseled features and deep eyes, was staring at her angrily.
Abigail tried so hard to find a word to describe the situation, it seemed to be called...
"Staged crash fraud," she replied solemnly.
Connor was speechless, this was the first time that he saw someone do it so boldly.
Seeing that the man in front of her seemed really angry, Abigail said, "I'm afraid you don't really know what staged crash fraud is."
Connor's eyes were slightly cold: Seriously? Staged crash fraud? Forget it, he'd better not mess around with her, at least she was not a ghost!
He threw a stack of cash from his pocket and got on the car. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.
Abigail picked up the money from the ground and said, "are you racing? I can help you win."
Connor stopped there and looked at the girl who's looking at him with firm eyes standing in the backlight. "Are you kidding?"
Abigail looked not far away and said in an extraordinarily calm tone, "You should have just finished the first lap. Most of them were at a speed of 310 kilometers per hour. There are many curves on the mountain, and it takes at least ten minutes to finish a lap. Plus the five minutes wasted here, I can help you catch up with them on the third lap."
Connor frowned and narrowed his eyes, and then looked at her in a different way.
Finally, Abigail told him her condition, "I'll help you win, but you need to drop me at the hospital." Then she added, "And of course, I won't pay you back."
Connor was again speechless. He looked coldly at her, then turned and walked to the co-pilot's seat, "Get in the car."
Anyway, he thought he would lose. But before that, he would like to see what tricks this porcelain bumper could play.
Abigail's face was calm. She walked to the driver's seat with a branch, sat down, and shut the door.
She broke the branch and took the thick part as her leg. Her left calf was broken and she couldn't step on the brake, so she had to use the branch instead. She controlled the steering wheel with her
right hand. Although she suffered multiple soft tissue contusions throughout her body, fortunately, she could use both hands and one leg for the time being.
It didn't seem feasible at all, but after she did a series of operations, the car was ignited.
Connor thought she was just lying, but unexpectedly, she really ignited the car, so his eyes changed slightly.
Abigail operated the steering wheel with one hand and looked straight ahead. Her eyes were firm and serious that she didn't look like an ordinary person at all. Connor had seen such eyes when he saw the best sniper in the Empire when targeting his prey.
"Hold tight," Abigail said suddenly.
Fu Yunshen frowned, but subconsciously grasped the handle above his head.
Just as he grasped it firmly, the car slipped directly in the corner with a beautiful drift!