HPDBC Chapter 48 How come it's still warm?
Chapter 48 How come it's still warm?
"Drive! Crash!"
No sooner had Supervisor Miguel’s roar ended than Lin Ximeng floored the accelerator!
The blue pickup truck's engine roared as it shot forward.
The water had already surged eighty meters away, and the turbid waves were crashing against the pipe walls, making a piercing and urgent "whoosh" sound.
[Skill activated, Car Driving Lv.1]
Lin Ximeng gripped the steering wheel tightly, quickly adjusted the angle of the car, and precisely aimed at the junction of the wire mesh and the wall, which was the weakest point under stress.
"Boom!"
A loud bang made my eardrums ache as the pickup truck crashed hard into the barbed wire fence.
The rusty wire snapped instantly, sending debris flying everywhere, and the sturdy fence was smashed open with a large hole.
The pickup truck's front end narrowly grazed Supervisor Miguel's arm.
The shockwave made Miguel stumble and roll to the side, one of his shoes flying off in the process.
Fortunately, although Miguel was covered in mud, he was not seriously injured.
Aside from the pain that made him grimace and unable to even cry out, he had no other discomfort.
Lin Simon ignored him, focused his attention, and sharply turned the steering wheel to adjust the vehicle. The pickup truck scraped against the pipe wall and came to a steady stop next to Jason.
By this time, the water had already reached the edge of the wheels.
Lin Ximeng immediately pushed open the car door, jumped out of the car, splashed through the water, and rushed to Jason in a few steps.
He bent down, grabbed Jason's arm, and hoisted him onto his shoulder.
"Sure enough, the body wasn't cold, and the person was still alive."
The moment they made contact, Simon Lin discovered the bad news that would disappoint Gray and Miguel.
But for me, this was good news: great, the $100 reward for finding the missing person was secured.
[Skill activated, instant burst power lv.0]
Jason is 1.8 meters tall and quite heavy. Lin Simon gritted his teeth and used his explosive power to walk quickly towards the pickup truck.
The water had reached their ankles, carrying a chilling coldness, while the roaring sound behind them grew closer and closer.
Not far away, Gray saw that Jason's "corpse" had not been submerged, and his tense body relaxed.
The next moment, he immediately reminded Lin Ximeng, "Quick! The water is right behind you. If you don't leave now, you'll be flooded."
Lin Ximeng kicked open the car door, shoved Jason into the back seat, and then got into the driver's seat himself. Before he could even close the door, he stepped on the gas again.
The pickup truck's engine roared, and its wheels splashed water half a meter high as it rolled over the puddles, shooting forward before being completely submerged by the water.
"it hurts......"
Supervisor Miguel had just recovered when he saw the water rushing towards him like a ferocious beast. He was so frightened that he staggered forward.
But a body that has been sedentary for years, and which has just rolled around on the ground, can hardly withstand such torment.
He was already panting heavily after only a few steps, and his steps were getting heavier and heavier.
"Help...help me..."
Miguel struggled to call for help, but his voice was extremely weak:
"I...I can't run anymore."
"Don't worry, I have a plan," said Simon Lin, sitting in the pickup truck, looking at the swaying Miguel in front of him.
Upon hearing Lin Simon say he had a solution, Miguel suddenly felt a bad premonition: "Didn't he also say he had a solution before he hit me?"
But now, he has no other choice.
Miguel asked, trembling, "Wh-what method?"
Lin Simon smiled and maneuvered the pickup truck behind Miguel, the front of the truck only half a meter away from his heels.
"No, don't come any closer!"
Miguel felt the heat wave from the engine behind him and trembled with fear. His survival instinct kicked in instantly, and he pushed forward with all his might. His legs, which had been heavy before, suddenly felt much lighter.
"See, isn't this much faster?"
Lin Ximeng saw that his method had worked and his face was full of gratified smiles.
"FxxxK......"
Before Miguel could finish his "emotional" greeting, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, his chest feeling as if it were about to explode.
Looking up, Miguel saw the pickup truck approaching him and screamed in terror, "Help! Don't hit me!"
Just as the wheels were about to run him over, Lin Simon suddenly turned the steering wheel, and the pickup truck came to a steady stop beside him. At the same time, he reached out and grabbed Miguel by the back of his collar, pulling him into the passenger seat like a chick.
"Hurry up!"
Before Lin Ximeng could finish speaking, he stepped on the gas again, and the pickup truck sped off with the two of them, rushing wildly up the slope.
The surging water behind us, forming waves, was already sweeping in, gushing out of the drain, violently lifting up the broken iron fence and old debris, and rushing into the river channel not far away with the current, the loud sound of the water splashing against the bank was deafening.
Finally, Simon Lin drove his pickup truck and crashed onto higher ground, escaping the area affected by the water flow.
It took Miguel a long time to recover from the fear of being on the verge of death. Looking at the surging water below, he couldn't help but pat his chest in lingering fear: "If I had been a second slower... I would have been swept in."
He turned to look at Lin Ximeng, his expression complex.
"FxxK...at least he saved me."
Miguel was about to say thank you, but when his eyes swept over the front of the car, his face turned pale instantly, and he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
Supervisor Miguel pushed open the car door and stumbled out. He circled the front of the pickup truck, squatted down, and examined the deformed bumper repeatedly, his heart aching with distress.
"It's all over, it's all over..."
He couldn't help but roar inwardly, "The front of this car is completely wrecked; it'll cost at least a thousand dollars to repair!"
Then he remembered that he had just bought the car through connections and hadn't had time to complete the registration procedures with the shelter. He would have to pay for the insurance and repairs himself, and it wouldn't be possible to go through the shelter's accounts. Miguel suddenly felt that it would have been better if the car hadn't been flooded earlier.
Miguel's grief didn't last long before Gray impatiently stepped forward and shoved him, causing him to stumble.
"Stop howling, let's get down to business."
Gray's tone was urgent, his eyes fixed on the back seat of the pickup truck. He quickly approached the vehicle: "Jansen, how is Jansen's health?"
Lin Ximeng glanced at him and instantly understood:
This guy wasn't asking whether Jensen was alive or not; he was worried about whether Jensen's body had been soaked in water, and whether that would affect his "value" and lower his selling price.
"Don't worry, it wasn't soaked in water."
Seeing Gray's impatient and fearful look as if the "goods" were to be damaged, Lin Simon decided it was better not to explain for now and leave the secret of Jason's survival to him to discover.
Upon hearing "not soaked in water," Gray's tense shoulders instantly relaxed, and the anxiety on his face vanished, replaced by an undisguised joy.
Miguel realized what was happening and, without even rubbing his sore arm, stumbled over and clung to the car door, squeezing next to Gray.
For him, the pickup truck was already damaged, and he was destined to pay for the repairs himself. Now he pinned all his hopes on Jason, hoping to get a good price and recoup some of his losses.
Seeing this, Simon slowly opened the car door to make room and pointed to Jason in the back seat: "Guys, look at him, what great physical condition he's in."
Gray peered over and examined the body closely, growing happier with each look. He couldn't help but smack his lips, "No wonder he's never had any leaves; his foundation is solid."
As he spoke, he reached out and touched Jason's arm, looking satisfied: "Black guys' skin is so smooth."
But the next second, his hand suddenly stopped, and his expression changed drastically: "Wait... how come it's still warm?!"