Chapter95

On the side of the road, Elsa was following the driver to grab a person from the black car.

After parking the car at the roadside in a hurry, I rushed over and hugged my mother from behind. There was fear in my excited voice. "Mom, you scared me to death. Are you okay?"

"Are you hurt? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Elsa came to her senses and asked anxiously, "what should we do? Natasha, Winson is still in the car."

I turned around in a trance and looked at the plate number of the black car

Elsa was completely flustered. "The truck seemed to have lost control and rushed towards my car. Winson... Winson used his car to stop the truck, but... As a result..."

Fortunately, Winson's car made a rear end turn just now. Otherwise, it would not be the rear end but the front of the car that was crushed by the truck.