C1 I Want a Hundred Dollars

Squeak ~

The screeching sound of brakes could be heard as a small figure fell to the ground.

The driver was already covered in cold sweat.

"Mr. Lu, I... I clearly stepped on the brakes long ago..."

Lu Jingling immediately opened the car door. Half a meter from the car sat a little boy of four or five years old. He had a round face and delicate features. He wore jeans and suspenders