Han Lang got up, patted the soil on his body, and immediately went to pull up Zixin lying on the side of the road.

Zixin was wearing a skirt, and her leg was torn a lot, and her arms and palms were scratched, and the pain made her want to cry.

"Xin Xin, are you okay?" Han Lang asked her hastily.

"It hurts." Zixin looked at him with tears in her eyes. After she came to the city, she learned that women should be weak in front of men, so that they would be loved by men.

Seeing Zi Xin's injury, Han Lang's expression changed: "The injury is so serious, I'll take you to the hospital. Before that, wait for me! I'll go to the driver to settle the account!"

Han Lang placed Zixin on the side of the road and walked over to the car, swaggering like a young man in society.

Su Hanyan was very frightened by this crash. She covered her chest, which was thumping, and her face turned pale: "Jin Chen, did we hit someone just now?"

"No, it's not." Jin Chen pursed his lips and said, "It's not that we bumped into someone, but the other party bumped into us."

"That's fine." Su Hanyan let out a long sigh of relief. They hit people, and others hit and hurt themselves, that's two different things.

"Are you okay?" Jin Chen held her hand gently, feeling her fingertips were cold, but her palm was wet, "Are you frightened? It's okay, it's over!"

"It's okay, I'm okay." Su Hanyan said to Jin Chen, covering her frantically beating heart, "Let's go down and see what happened to the two people who were injured!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the front of the car was slapped with a loud bang.

Jin Chen looked up and looked out, and saw a young man full of social spirit, standing in front of the car with an angry face and shouting at him: "Get out of the car, get out!"

Jin Chen frowned.

It was obviously the other party who hit him, yet he was so righteous.

He opened the door to get out of the car, and before he could stand still, he saw that the other party even slapped his cheek with a fist.

"Be careful, Jin Chen!" Su Hanyan had just been shocked, but now she was startled again.

Jin Chen raised his hand and grabbed it in the air, then tightly clenched Han Lang's fist, a faint chill appeared on Qing Jun's cheek: "You hit the car, I haven't troubled you yet, you Let's start the trouble first!"

Han Lang thought his fist skills were good, but now his fist was stuck in the hands of the slender and thin man in front of him.

"You...you let go!" Han Lang became angry.

Jin Chen let go of his hand and quickly punched him in the face. With this fist down, Han Lang stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

He took a few steps backwards, and finally stopped, flames flashing in his eyes.

"I only used 30% of my strength just now. If you still want to do it, I don't mind coming only once." Jin Chen pointed to the front of his car and said, "You hit the car, and you pay for the repair."

"Can you fucking drive! Didn't you see that Lao Tzu's car was going to turn?" Han Lang was right. He was used to being domineering on his one-acre and three-point land on weekdays, so he didn't understand how to tolerate and retreat.

Jin Chen was scolded, and he was naturally upset. He hooked the corner of his mouth, and a sneer bloomed: "Are you fucking blind? Have you seen the situation? Or did you hit the car and you were afraid that you wouldn't be able to pay, so you wanted to strike first?"

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