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The car is one-way visible. Zhang Moyan feels the long silence inside the car and the slightly rough breathing of An Yuan. His big hand tightens, then he gives a glance to Heizi beside him.
Heizi nods and leans towards the car window.
Yiyang looked at Zhang Moyan with a grim expression, gripping the steering wheel tightly. If Zhang Moyan knew that An Yuan was entering the mating season, he would not be as calm as he is now.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Hang in there, I'll help you in a moment," Yiyang inserted the car key and immediately started the car as Heizi approached. The black sedan shot out like a released arrow, breaking through the encirclement and knocking down the shooters.
This mutation caught everyone by surprise. The other cars in the field started in a panic, and Zhang Moyan quickly pulled one down and drove off at full speed.
Getting the passport is almost Yiyang's only way out of An Yuan, giving it up now would definitely mean facing even more difficult situations.
The pheromones in the car became increasingly intense, Yiyang gripped the steering wheel tightly, staring ahead, occasionally glancing at the rearview mirror, Zhang Moyan's car closely following behind.
The night will end, and the east will begin to open a bright gap, stimulating An Yuan's slightly widened eyes.
Gradually regaining consciousness from the burning heat and stinging sensation, An Yuan turned his head slightly towards the driver's seat. Why isn't it Zhang Moyan? Where did Zhang Moyan go? He feels so uncomfortable now, where did he go?
On the straight road, the route of a black sedan suddenly changed from a straight line to a zigzag, startling the vehicles traveling north and south.
Zhang Moyan looked at the cars in front of him that almost veered off the road several times, and his heart almost jumped out.
"An Yuan, just wait a little longer, it'll be okay in a moment."
An Yuan was really uncomfortable, unable to open the window, so he used his head to hit it. This startled Yiyang, who immediately freed one hand to pull him back, then unfastened the seatbelt and tightly bound An Yuan to the seat.
Yiyang's eyes were red, and his hands holding the steering wheel were trembling slightly. Ever since that night when he injected An Yuan with the ripening agent and let go, he had been regretting it. If he had known that things would turn out like this, he would rather be dead. Even if An's father had killed him back then, he wouldn't have let go.
But in this world, there is no such thing as knowing beforehand.
Yiyang Look at An Yuan, cheeks flushed, eyes tightly closed, consciousness blurred, a clear tear mark extending from the corner of the eye to the neck.
If Omega does not mate for a long time during heat, the signs of heat will gradually diminish and disappear. However, they will never go into heat again, which also means that the Omega's life is starting to decline until it perishes.
"An Yuan, hold on a little longer! Once we cross the bridge, we'll be safe." Sitting in the car, Yiyang could already see a rainbow spanning the rushing river. Once they crossed the bridge, it would no longer be under Zhang Moyan's control.
"Heizi, are you ready?!"
"Don't worry, big brother, I'll just film him and not put it online!"
"Ah────Zhang Moyan────"
I heard the cry of An Yuan in my ears, full of pain and torment. It felt like my heart had been tortured a hundred times. Zhang Moyan let out a muffled groan and immediately hunched over in the direction, causing the car to veer off course.
"Clang... squeak..."
Several double-decker buses coming head-on have derailed, and are now stopped haphazardly on the road, causing a long line of cars behind them to come to a halt, completely blocking the road.
Yiyang slammed on the brakes, having previously been forced to unbuckle his seatbelt. Now, due to the inertia, his chest slammed hard into the steering wheel, eliciting a deep, muffled groan. The hastily treated wound on his waist immediately tore open, causing blood to flow profusely.
The leading convoy headed by Zhang Moyan came up from behind, completely blocking Yiyang's retreat.
Yiyang's face turned pale, clenched his fists and pounded the steering wheel fiercely. The car let out a long roar, like the dying wail of a wild beast.
The sound brought back a little bit of consciousness to An Yuan, who opened his eyes but his vision remained blurry.
"Boss, they're armed, you can't go over there now!" Zhang Moyan pushed the person blocking his way and strode towards Yiyang's car. Right now, the only thing he cared about was An Yuan.
The unimportant people on the bridge were quickly evacuated.
The car completely stalled.
Yiyang unfastened An Yuan's seatbelt, then gathered the limp An Yuan into his arms, kissed his burning face, and said, "Be good."
At this moment, everything he had built collapsed, but his heart was surprisingly calm and content.
Trembling hand pulled out a vial of medicine from the inner pocket of the windbreaker.
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