No, it's impossible. He quickly denied the idea.

However, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that no one but Jingyao had such a big feud with Zhuo Yuwei What's more, it's really Jingyao's style!

He Yirong felt his heart thumping wildly, and immediately took out his mobile phone. Subconsciously, he wanted to call he Jingyao.

However, the next second, he realized that Jing Yao was no longer his son.

He to Rong heart a pumping, melancholy sigh tone, and put the mobile phone down. Now he doesn't even know what attitude to face Jingyao.

He to Rong rubbed the eyebrow heart, is melancholy when, the mobile phone suddenly rang. He picked up his mobile phone and took a look. For a while, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Jingyao?

He took a deep breath, calmed down his mood, then answered the phone, "hello".

"Are you off the plane?" On the phone, he Jingyao's voice was very low.

He Yirong a Leng: "right."

"On the way to Lingfeng?" He Jingyao asked again.

He Yirong took a look at the scenery outside: "yes, on the road around the mountain."

"Return as soon as possible, as soon as possible." He Jingyao's voice was loud and his tone was a bit urgent.

"What's the matter?" He Yirong doubts, "Jingyao, what do you know?"

"He Yizheng may intend to kill you." He Jingyao said calmly.

He Yirong's pupil suddenly enlarged! He felt his heart constrict and his brain was buzzing.

"Lao Yu, turn around!" He told the driver.

"Hedon, it's on Panshan road. It's too dangerous to turn around. I have to drive to the top of the mountain and go down the other road." It's difficult for Lao Yu to use his tone.

"Then park your car on the side of the road. You get off and wait. I'll be there in a minute." On the phone, he Jingyao also heard the driver's words, and he immediately ordered.

“…… It's too late. " He Yirong suddenly whispered.

He looked up and saw another car suddenly coming down from the top of the mountain. It was so fast that it hit them straight.

……

He Jingyao heard a sharp crash on the phone, and then the call stopped abruptly.

He closed his eyes and clenched the phone hand tightly. The back of his hand was blue.

In the driver's seat, Feng Qian stepped on the accelerator and drove to the mountainside without his command. About ten minutes later, he Jingyao finally saw an off-road vehicle on the side of the road. Most of the car was hanging outside. Fortunately, he was blocked by two big trees on the edge of the cliff. It didn't fall, but it was also teetering.

He Jingyao quickly got off the bus, and Feng Qian and his bodyguards also quickly followed.

He Yirong is still sitting in the back seat. He grabs a branch that reaches into the window, but he doesn't dare to move.

…… He's still alive.

He Jingyao slowly exhaled a breath, walked slowly, and spoke softly: "father, it's OK. I'll rescue you right away."

In the car, he Yirong heard his voice and his eyes were moist.

His address to him remains the same. This fact makes he Yirong's heart both gratified and bitter.

"Good..." He didn't dare to speak out loud. "Be careful, too."

Feng Qian took his bodyguard and fixed the rear wheel of the car with tools to prevent it from sliding forward. Then he began to tow the car. However, the car was too deep forward. With the strength of several of them, after a full ten minutes, he could only drag the car up about ten centimeters.

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