The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans [QT] (part 2)

【Seventeenth Arc】Chapter 317

"Host, host, wake up!"

"What's wrong?" Ling Chunan was still a little confused after being woken up by 098. Then he suddenly woke up and felt pain all over his body. His left arm seemed to be broken. Ling Chunan

was in a car at this time. The front half of the car was deeply embedded in the mountain. The front of the car was completely deformed. There was no human figure in the driver's seat. The driver was crushed into a meat pie. Blood was everywhere. From Ling Chunan's angle, he could clearly see the broken meat on the broken windshield. Ling Chunan

moved his legs that were pressed under the seat. One of them was unconscious, and the other was probably broken. Two ribs were also broken. Fortunately, they did not pierce the internal organs. At this time, he heard a thin buzzing sound.

The car is going to explode.

"Host, run quickly, the car is going to explode!" 098's voice sounded at the same time.

There were only the driver and Ling Chunan in the car. The driver was dead. There was no one around and no car. If the car exploded, Ling Chunan would be dead. Ling Chunan

was sitting behind the driver. The door next to him was completely twisted and deformed. He tried to push it, but his body had no time to transform with soul power. His strength was too weak and he was injured, so he couldn't force it open. The other door was fine, but the car was locked and he hadn't gotten his legs out from under the seat, let alone escape.

Seeing that smoke had begun to come out of the hood, Ling Chunan looked around and noticed the violin case at the end of the back seat.

This violin was undoubtedly a fine piece. Even though Ling Chunan had used many instruments ranked among the top in various worlds, he had to admit this. But now he was concerned about how much weight this violin could bear.

After quickly calculating the weight on his legs and the bearing capacity of the violin, Ling Chunan frowned. Although the violin was not made of pure wood, it could only support the weight on his legs for two seconds at most before it would be damaged. He might not have time to take both legs out.

Although he was not completely sure, Ling Chunan's movements were not slow. Although he could only use one hand, his movements did not show any sluggishness. He quickly took the violin out of the box, stuffed the headstock into the narrow gap between his legs, and then pried it hard! The moment

the seat loosened, Ling Chunan quickly pulled his legs out. With a crisp sound, the expensive violin broke from the board. At the same time, he felt a pain in his chest and a sweet and fishy taste in his throat - his ribs pierced into his lungs.

But Ling Chunan didn't have time to care about these things now. He picked up the body of the violin in his hand and smashed it hard against the right window glass that had already cracked a little!

Crash! !

The glass was shattered all over the floor. Ling Chunan, not caring about the many pieces of glass sticking out of the car window, supported himself with his right hand and climbed out of the car seat.

The arm strength of this body was not very good. Ling Chunan fell to the ground and rolled around. The back of his head hit the ground and he felt dizzy for a while.

"Host, there are still ten seconds." 098 reminded him. Even if Ling Chunan was outside the car, he was too close to the car and the explosion would also suck him into it.

"Healing potion." Ling Chunan said.

"But..."

"Give it to me."