The moment the electric car was hit and flew away, I had only one thought in my mind.
Today's twenty-third order is about to time out.
My body spun twice in mid-air, and my back hit the curb. I heard my bones crack. The spicy soup spilled all over the floor, and the soup mixed with blood flowed down the asphalt road into the rain grate.
It was a modified Porsche, and the roar was loud. Three heads popped out of the car, wearing sequined sunglasses and shaking bottles of wine in their hands.
"Hit someone, hit someone!" The woman in the co-pilot screamed. There was not much panic in her voice, but she sounded like she was playing an exciting game.
"What are you afraid of? I'm just a food delivery guy." Xiao Huangmao in the driver's seat stepped on the accelerator, and a stream of black smoke spewed out from the exhaust pipe and flew away.
I lay on the ground and looked at the gray sky.
