Han Lang got up, patted the dirt on his body, and immediately picked up Zi Xin who was lying on the side of the road.

Zi Xin was wearing a skirt, and a small piece of skin was torn on her leg, her arms and palms were bruised, and the pain made her want to shed tears.

"Xin Xin, are you okay?" Han Lang hurriedly asked her.

"It hurts." Zi Xin looked at him with tears in her eyes. After she came to the city, she learned that women should be weak in front of men, so that they can be loved by men.

When Han Lang saw Zi Xin's injury, his face changed: "The injury is so serious, I'll take you to the hospital. Before that, wait for me! I'll find the driver who drove to settle the account!"

Han Lang placed Zi Xin on the side of the road and walked over to the car, swaying vigorously, quite like a young social youth.

Su Hanyan was very frightened by the crash. She was holding her chest thumping and her face turned pale: "Jin Chen, did we hit someone just now?"

"No, it's not." Jin Shen said with pursed lips. "It's not that we hit someone, but the other person hit us."

"That's okay." Su Hanyan let out a long sigh of relief. They hurt people, and others hurt themselves by hitting themselves, that is two different things.

"Are you okay?" Jin Chen gently held her hand, feeling her fingertips cold, but her palms were wet, "Scared you? It's okay, it's all over!"

"It's okay, I'm okay." Su Hanyan said to Jin Shen, clutching his beating heart, "Let's go down and see how the two injured people are!"

As soon as her voice fell, the front of the car was banged.

Jin Chen raised his head and looked out, only to see a young man full of social spirit, standing in front of the car with an angry face and yelling at him: "Get out of the car, get out!"

Jin Chen frowned.

Obviously the other party hit him, so he was so confident.

He opened the door and got out of the car. Before he stood still, he saw that the other party swiped his cheek with a fist.

"Jin Chen, be careful!" Su Hanyan had just been undecided, but now he was taken aback again.

Jin Chen raised his hand into the air and grabbed the fist that Han Lang shook tightly. There was a faint chill on a clear cheek: "You hit the car. I haven't troubled you yet. You Let's start the trouble first!"

Han Lang thought that his fists were good, but now his fists were stuck in the hands of the slender man in front of him, and he couldn't get out even after struggling several times.

"You...you let go!" Han Lang became angry from embarrassment.

Jin Chen let go of his hand, slammed his fist quickly, and ran towards his face. When this fist went down, Han Lang was staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He stepped back a few steps, and finally stopped, with flames in his eyes.

"I only used 30% of my strength just now. If you still want to do it, I don't mind to come here once." Jin Chen pointed to the front of his car and said, "You crashed the car. You will pay for the repair."

"Can you **** drive! Didn't you see Lao Tzu's car about to turn?" Han Lang was plausible. He was accustomed to domineering on his one-acre one-third of the land on weekdays, so he didn't understand and retreated.

Jin Chen was scolded and was naturally unhappy. He hooked his mouth and sneered: "Are you **** blind? Did you see the situation clearly? Or is it that you have crashed the car and are afraid that you can't afford it, so you have to preemptively?"