The sports car came to a sudden stop just a punch's distance away from her, and then, with a screech of tires against the ground, it plunged into the bushes alongside!
Fortunately, the bushes weren't thick, and the front of the car was stuck after plunging in.
Tong Ran was still in shock, staring blankly at the still-shaking sports car as she hurriedly ran over, only to find the man in the driver's seat, his hands crossed over the steering wheel, his head down resting on the back of his hands.
One foot still firmly pressed on the brake.
Tong Ran's eyes prickled as her heart was suddenly gripped with fear; trembling, she reached out her hand to push at his shoulder, "Mo Nanjue?"
The man didn't move.
"Mo Nanjue, wake up! Don't scare me!"
No matter how much Tong Ran pushed, he wouldn't budge, so she braced his shoulder to pull his whole body up, only then did she discover that his forehead had a wound on it.
