Hello, Mr. Brent novel Chapter 195

"Franklin, what's going on?" Emily asked anxiously.

Franklin pursed his lips tightly and looked very calm. He hugged her tightly and said, "Hold me tight. Don't be afraid no matter what happens later. I'm here."

Joe Ningdu was about to cry, and the car behind him caught up. This time, he actually increased his horsepower and bumped into the back of their car.

Their car could not help but move forward, and Jason's steering wheel was a little out of control. This was another mountain road. Although there were no cars on either side, the road was not spacious. Jason's steering wheel was unstable and he immediately hit the mountain wall.

Emily screamed in fear as he bumped back and forth.

Franklin hugged her even harder and pressed her head against his body, as if afraid that she would get hurt.

As the saying goes, if a house leaks, it will rain overnight. That's what they say.

There was a deadly yama car chasing after him, but a big truck drove in front of him. And he had just turned the corner, not paying much attention twice.

When he was paying attention, he was about to bump into him. Jason was also in a hurry and shouted, "Mr. Brent, be careful."

Emily heard a loud bang and a muffled groan above his head. Then, with a flash of her brain, she knew nothing.

When she regained consciousness, Emily felt very uncomfortable. She was stuck so hard, and there was a sticky feeling on her face and head, and the smell of blood rushed to her nose.

She was startled, but she couldn't feel any pain on her body.

If it wasn't her blood, it would be Franklin's. Her heart beat even harder than it was when she was hurt.

She pushed Franklin away and cried, "Franklin, how are you? How are you?"

Franklin snorted, his face covered in blood, and his eyes couldn't open. He said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not dead yet, but my legs can't move."

Emily slowly moved away from his arms and realized that Franklin's leg was stuck between the two seats. The seats were already squashed together. Jason's condition was unknown, but there was a buffer in front of him, and it looked better than behind them.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Emily cried.

Franklin felt dizzy in front of him. If the pain hadn't been too much, he would have fainted.

"Call, right now... Call Lisa," Franklin said.

Emily nodded desperately and immediately took out his phone to call Lisa.

Fortunately, Lisa picked up the call and immediately hung up when she heard her intermittent crying and brought someone over.

After Emily made the call, he saw that Franklin almost fainted. Afraid that he would not wake up once he passed out, he immediately called him to wake him up.

But Franklin couldn't hold on any longer and asked her in a weak voice, "Are you okay?"

Emily shook his head, tears dripping down his face and crying, "I'm fine, nothing's wrong. You're protecting me so desperately, how can I be okay? You don't have to be okay. If you have something, I don't want to live anymore."

Franklin tried his best to pull the corners of his mouth to give a smile, but in the end, he failed and blacked out.

"Franklin, Franklin." Emily screamed, but she didn't dare shake him.

Just then, the person in the car behind them came down.

The person in that car was fine. He was probably shaken, but when he realized it, he pushed open the door and came down.

Emily's face was covered in blood and her eyes were blurred with tears. So for a moment, he didn't even see who the person was, and he saw someone get out of the car. In fact, she was quite scared. The car just now wanted to kill them and die with them.