Nearly Hit by a Car

This was a narrow rural road, barely wide enough for two cars to pass side by side.

Zhang Shuai was riding his electric scooter along this country lane. He had not taken the main road because this shortcut was closer. Worried that his scooter's battery would not last, he had specifically searched the navigation app for the nearest small road back to the city.

There were no cars on the road, and the concrete pavement on both sides was riddled with potholes. The conditions were terrible, so Zhang Shuai rode down the middle of the road.

Suddenly, Zhang Shuai saw a white SUV tearing down the middle of the road at an astonishing speed. It was probably doing at least a hundred kilometers per hour. Driving like that on such a poor country road really took nerves of steel born from consummate skill.

Zhang Shuai hurriedly moved aside. Before long, the car drew near. When it was still around two hundred meters away, Zhang Shuai's sharp eyes spotted that it had a capital-city license plate, and the driver was actually a woman.

Did women from the capital all drive this fiercely?

When the white SUV was less than ten meters from Zhang Shuai, he saw the woman suddenly yank the steering wheel, sending the car barreling straight at him.

Zhang Shuai jumped in fright. He had already moved to the side of the road, yet this woman was still driving right at him.

At the SUV's current speed, if it hit the electric scooter, the scooter would definitely be sent flying!

Clearly, this woman was deliberately trying to kill him!

Zhang Shuai reacted swiftly. The instant the SUV rammed toward him, he leaped off the electric scooter and rolled into the weeds by the roadside.

Bang!

The SUV slammed heavily into Zhang Shuai's electric scooter. The scooter was knocked several meters away and rolled into the grass by the roadside. Its belongings scattered everywhere—clothes, cables, tools, and toiletries all spilled out.

Zhang Shuai was still shaken. If his reaction had been any slower, even if he had not died, he would have spent several months in the hospital.

The instant Zhang Shuai rolled into the grass, the woman in the car seemed somewhat surprised and glanced at him. Then she slowed the SUV and suddenly tossed a black plastic bag out the window into the grass across the road from Zhang Shuai.

Then she turned the wheel, stepped on the gas, and sped away.

Zhang Shuai sprang to his feet. He was so furious he was about to explode. Who had he offended? He had been riding his scooter perfectly well, had not gotten in her way, and had even yielded the road to her. Yet this woman had deliberately driven into him. This was naked, barefaced murder! They had no grudge against each other, so why did she want to kill him?

Although Zhang Shuai had only recently come from the countryside to the city, and knew that city people were mostly practical and indifferent, he had never imagined there would be a crazy woman who treated human life as if it were nothing.

And this electric scooter was Zhang Shuai's only means of transportation. With it wrecked, how was he supposed to get back?

Seeing the woman's SUV trying to flee, Zhang Shuai felt a vicious fire burning in his chest. He was nearly mad with rage. Without a second thought, he took off after it.

Logically speaking, not even the fastest person in the world could outrun a speeding car. But today, a miracle happened!

Zhang Shuai's legs went all out as he desperately chased the SUV ahead. His whole body seemed to be riding invincible Wind-Fire Wheels, shooting forward like an arrow loosed from the bow.

At that moment, Zhang Shuai's speed had already surpassed the limits of an ordinary human being.

Zhang Shuai was stubborn by nature, a one-track mind. Especially when anger broke through reason, like it had now, there was only one thought in his head: he could not let this woman escape!

A person's conviction could sometimes create miracles!

When the woman in the SUV saw the man chasing after her like a bolt of lightning in the rearview mirror, she nearly suspected there was something wrong with her eyes. Before she could react, Zhang Shuai had already reached her driver's side, running alongside the car outside. She could even see the fury on his face.

Then the man suddenly smashed his fist into the car window.

Crash!

The hard car window shattered under a single punch, and fragments of glass flew everywhere.

Quite a few shards landed on the woman's head and body. Startled, she instinctively hit the brakes.

The white SUV stopped in the middle of the road.

Zhang Shuai suddenly reached into the car, grabbed the woman by the collar, and yanked hard.

Riiip!

Several buttons flew off, and the woman's white shirt was instantly torn apart by brute force, exposing a large expanse of snow-white skin and a black bra.

The woman screamed instinctively in fright. In her panic, she kept slapping and clawing at Zhang Shuai's hand.

Her fingernails were long. Ordinarily, they should have been able to leave several bloody scratches on a man's hand, but the man before her had rough skin and thick flesh. Her nails did not even leave a mark on his hand. This man seemed unable to feel pain!

Hearing the woman scream, Zhang Shuai's rage only burned hotter. Showing no mercy toward the woman who had tried to kill him, he slapped her across the face.

Blood gushed from the woman's nose. She seemed stunned senseless by Zhang Shuai's slap, but because she was wearing a seat belt, it was not easy for Zhang Shuai to drag her out of the car. He had to remove the seat belt first.

Before Zhang Shuai could unfasten the woman's seat belt, two black cars came speeding down the country road and stopped behind her white SUV.

Then eight men in black T-shirts got out of the two cars one after another. The moment they got out, they surrounded the white SUV.

Zhang Shuai thought these eight men were with the woman. He stopped pulling at her and watched the suddenly appearing men with a wary expression.

Unexpectedly, these men did not even glance at him. One of them pulled out a black pistol and pressed it against the woman's forehead. By now, the woman had gone pale as death, trembling all over in terror.

Then one man opened the car door, unfastened the woman's seat belt, and roughly dragged her out of the car.

The moment she was pulled out, another man immediately took out handcuffs and cuffed her.

This sudden turn of events left Zhang Shuai somewhat dumbfounded. Every one of these men carried a murderous aura, and they could produce pistols and handcuffs at any moment. Zhang Shuai suspected they might be from the military or some special government department.

Originally, he had wanted to demand to know what this group was doing, but after witnessing such an imposing display, Zhang Shuai did not dare ask.

One of the black-shirted men escorted the woman into one of the black cars they had arrived in. Then a middle-aged man with short hair walked up to Zhang Shuai, swept a sharp gaze over him, and said, "Who are you?"

From Zhang Shuai's observation, this middle-aged man with short hair was probably the leader of the group.

Faced with the man's question, Zhang Shuai forced down the panic in his heart and asked in return, "Who are you people? This woman nearly drove me to death. I couldn't swallow it, so I stopped her to make her give me an explanation."