"Save... save someone?"
Upon hearing Han Yu's words, Yang Hongxia and Lin Changhe both froze on the spot, their eyes filled with surprise. They hadn't expected Han Yu to say such a thing.
After a full two seconds of stupor, they finally reacted. By then, Han Yu had already left the car.
The two hurriedly got out of the car and saw Han Yu, not looking back, running towards the accident site.
He didn't even take off his clothes; he just dived off the bridge.
"Is this guy brain-damaged? Has he gone mad?"
Yang Hongxia's eyes widened as she complained, "Is he sick? Going to save someone? Didn't he see how high this is?"
Jinling Bridge, at least fifty meters above the water level of the Huai River below—jumping from such a height, did he think he was Superman? It was plain suicide.
You want to die, that's your business, but why leave me hanging here?
I've never seen such an unruly driver!
