Mi Zang Jiao Wife: Baby Where to Escape

   "No! Pull people out!" A man in a sweatshirt who was next to Hang Zhixing also saw it and hurriedly called out.

   "The fuel tank is leaking!"

  A few people yelled, and the people who originally watched the excitement changed their eyes, and they were far away from the accidental vehicle.

  It was the summer season, the temperature of the asphalt road was as high as 70 or 80 degrees, and the asphalt gave out a pungent smell. A little accidentally wiped out sparks and exploded. The consequences would be disastrous.

  Li Jia also heard the shouts outside, her heart cold.

  Under the high temperature, next to the narrow and deformed carriage, the snow-white face turned into abnormal flushing, and the black hair was wet with sweat.

   Her hands were stabbed by sharp metal at the moment of the car accident. She couldn't even cry because of the pain, and her hands seemed to be unconscious.

   "Husband, husband, wake up." Monica's suppressed cry overflowed. "Don't go to sleep!"

  Li Jia pursed his lips without saying a word, and tears fell down.

  She could barely see the situation in front of her. There was darkness in front of her. When the car crashed, her father reacted so fast that she caught her off guard. He unfastened the seat belt and grabbed their mother and daughter to rush forward to block the impact.

  However, no one can think of a second impact from the rear in an emergency. The moment the deformed metal pierced Father Lu, Li Jia screamed and reached out to block it subconsciously, and was instantly pierced through her hand bone.

  The pain at that moment blanked Li Jia's mind for a few seconds.

   But even so, under the huge impact, the seat and car were forcibly squeezed. Under the impact, the metal still penetrated Li Jia's arm and pierced Lu's back.

  Li Jia was shaking like sifting chaff, and he didn't know whether it was fear or his body was overloaded.

  Once the fuel tank is ignited, the family of three will have no place to die!

  Li Jia wanted to work hard but did not dare to move. She clearly saw the sharp blade piercing her father's back, and a slight movement might kill her father.

  "Hold your dad's right chest, don't let him move." An indifferent male voice sounded from the top of his head, and it took a while for Li Jia to realize that someone was talking to her outside.

  She was injured too badly. In the hot weather, she was sweating like rain. If she hadn't been in good health, she would have been unconscious.

   "A few people here, help stabilize the car, the people in it are not dead yet." The indifferent voice was loud, and it seemed to increase his voice intentionally.

  At such a moment, a person’s conscience can be tested the most. Someone who sees it will endanger one's life and immediately hide away. Someone is indifferent when they don't see it, and someone else immediately comes up to help.

  Li Jia's mind was a little unconscious, and there was a buzzing noise in her ears. She tried to open her eyes, put her head on her father's chest, and one arm to stabilize his body.

  Monica was shocked by the blow. She was already talking nonsense, and she did not dare to touch her husband at will, so she could only cry and let Li Jia not be afraid.

  She was separated from Li Jia's father and daughter by a concave iron plate, and one leg was stuck under the chair seat and could not move.

  "Madam, please calm down. When the car is lifted later, try to see if you can pull your legs." Hang Zixing's voice was cold as ice, but it was reassuring at this time.

   Soon, with the help of five or six passing drivers, the car was slightly lifted and Monica was carried out.

  Li Jia was breathing fast, her cheeks were sickly flushed, her palm-sized face was stained with loose hair, half of her body was stained red with blood.