Amazing! The mighty dragon is out of prison!!

"Be careful!"

This is a highway entrance, with frequent vehicle traffic.

The car seemed to have gone out of control; as it rushed towards us, the sounds of brakes and shouts filled the air.

Zhuang Xue'e was startled and didn't have time to react.

At that moment, Qin Mo quickly grabbed the steering wheel, stepped over with one leg, and slammed on the brakes.

As the car crashed into the guardrail, he turned around and shielded Zhuang Xue'e with his body.

Amidst the chaos of war, Zhuang Xue'e could smell a faint scent of traditional Chinese medicine on Qin Mo.

Their faces were inches apart, and Qin Mo was kneeling between her legs...

Her face flushed red instantly.

However, Qin Mo did not notice.

After things calmed down, he first checked on Zhuang Xue'e: "Are you alright?"

"N-nothing..." Zhuang Xue'e turned her face away, not wanting Qin Mo to see her panic.

"That's good, I'll go down and take a look."

A series of rear-end collisions occurred on the highway, but fortunately, since we were near the exit, everyone slowed down on their own.

The worst off was the Maserati, which crashed straight into the guardrail and overturned without slowing down at all.

A few young men got out of Qin Mo's car, cursing and swearing.

They were driving a Range Rover Evoque, and the person leading the way was a fashionable young man in his twenties with blond hair.

Accompanying them were a flamboyant young woman with red hair, and three other young people of the same age.

"Damn it, what bad luck! Who is this guy? He's asking for trouble, can't he even find a quiet place to die!"

Qin Mo and Zhuang Xue'e got out of the car together. Seeing that the car had overturned, Zhuang Xue'e couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:

"Qin Mo, the people in the car haven't gotten out yet!"

Qin Mo also noticed.

Not only were the people inside still not out, but the car was already smoking.

"Oh no, the car must be on fire somewhere. If we don't pull them out soon, their lives will be in danger."

Qin Mo strode forward, intending to rescue the people inside the car first.

But he had only taken two steps when the young master called out:

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you realize? This guy just wants to take revenge on society."

"Why bother saving someone like that?"

"Stand there, you're not allowed to go."

Qin Mo ignored him and headed straight for the Maserati.

However, the angle of the impact was not good, and the driver's side door was blocked inside.

The only way to save people is to flip the car over.

Others wanted to help, but for some reason, the blond guy just whistled.

There was another car behind the Land Rover, and four or five burly men got out.

"Let's see who dares to go!"

"Damn it, he caused a dent in my new car, and I'm supposed to help him?"

"Even if he's not dead, I'll kill him!"

Zhuang Xue'e frowned: "What's wrong with you? Is a human life more important than your car?"

The blond-haired man was stunned by her appearance and blurted out, "Oh, a car accident can lead to such a romantic encounter?"

"That's good, that kid in the car deserved to die!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, his companions burst into laughter.

Normally, Zhuang Xue'e would definitely have argued fiercely with this person.

But now that lives were at stake, she couldn't be bothered with anything else and quickly ran up to help Qin Mo.

"How is it? Is there any chance of saving him?"

She glanced into the car; there was only one woman inside, in the driver's seat.

"Let's get them out first," Qin Mo said.

Zhuang Xue'e gritted her teeth: "But how can the two of us flip the car over? There's no one to help us."

Some passersby wanted to come and help, but they were all stopped by the blond-haired man's companions.

The group of blond-haired guys looked like troublemakers, and since their own car had been damaged, they were all quite resentful.

The car was about to catch fire, and if it exploded, they would all be killed.

If they can't stand it, they just call the police or 120 (emergency services).

"I don't need your help, I can do it myself."

Qin Mo remained calm, his hands already gripping the edge of the sports car.

Zhuang Xue'e was dumbfounded. Before she could realize what Qin Mo was going to do, she saw him lift the overturned sports car by himself and even drag it out a bit!

That's how we created enough space to open the driver's side door.

Qin Mo jumped in, ripped off the dented car door, and carried the person inside out.

"Quickly, Xue'e, go and get my silver needles."

The woman in the driver's seat was slowly bleeding, and the wound on her forehead was also bleeding continuously.

Her internal organs have suffered varying degrees of damage, and it will be too late if she doesn't receive treatment soon.

"good!"

Zhuang Xue'e ran back to get the silver needles, but Huang Mao led his group of people over.

They had all witnessed Qin Mo's astonishing actions.

However, they assumed that since the Maserati belonged to a woman, it was likely not heavy to begin with.

The blond-haired man looked displeased: "Kid, do you know you're ruining a car accident scene?"

"If you do this, how will the traffic police assess the damage?"

"I'll hold you responsible if my car's repair costs are even a penny less!"

People who drive Range Rover Evoques are definitely not short of money.

Qin Mo realized that these people were deliberately causing trouble.

"With so many people and so many cameras around, it won't cause any problems."

"If you pay less than the agreed amount, I will make up the difference for you."

Qin Mo was focused on saving people and couldn't be bothered to argue with him.

But his attitude made Huang Mao even more unhappy.

"Damn it, do you think I'm short of money? I don't need you to pay me back!"

As Huang Mao spoke, he kicked Qin Mo in the head.

"Let me tell you to talk to me properly!"

Qin Mo was originally squatting on the ground, protecting the injured car owner.

The kick came suddenly; if he had dodged it, he would have stepped on the woman's face.

So he punched the blond-haired man directly in the sole of his foot.

"what!"

A fist and a foot collided, producing a crisp sound of bones breaking, mixed with the blond-haired man's screams.

A noticeable bulge appeared under his trouser leg—his bone was broken!

"My legs, my legs!"

The man in the yellow robe collapsed to the ground, clutching his legs and wailing in pain.

"What are you all standing there for? Go get him!"

His accomplices reacted, their faces turning fierce, and they swarmed forward.

But how could these thugs possibly be a match for Qin Mo?

With a few punches and kicks, in just over ten seconds, a group of people lay on the ground.

Except for the red-haired girl, everyone else was lying on the ground wailing.

"This is such a hassle."

Qin Mo ignored them, took the silver needles Zhuang Xue'e handed him, and began to apply acupuncture to the woman on the ground.

The red-haired girl was stunned, never expecting that so many people could be defeated so easily.

She swallowed hard, looking at Qin Mo with a hint of pity:

"You're finished. You dared to attack him without even knowing who he is. You can't afford the consequences..."

Qin Mo didn't even look up: "If we don't take him to the hospital soon, he'll lose his leg."

The red-haired girl was startled and quickly called to her other companions who could still stand up to help the yellow-haired girl into the car.

The group left triumphantly, and before they left, the blond-haired guy even made a threatening remark to Qin Mo:

"You just wait!"