My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 617 I'm Here

Looking at the safety rope flying to his side, Taylor's eyes were full of horror.

Immediately afterwards, the catwalk suspended in mid-air began to rotate rapidly, much faster than the original speed.

Ben was shaken and staggered, unable to stand firmly.

Now the catwalk was turning rapidly, and Taylor kept shaking on it under the eyes of more than 7 people.

"what!"

There was a rapid scream from the microphone, and she fell off the catwalk.

"boom!"

The exclamation of tens of thousands of people turned into a roar.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in shock, and those with poor mental endurance fell to the ground holding their chests.

Fortunately, the other safety rope is still holding on.

Taylor's whole body was suspended at a height of eight or nine meters, swinging along with the runway.

She looked at the countless crowds below, and the fear and worry on their faces. At this moment, time seemed to be slowed down a lot.

"Save her!"

"don't want!!!"

Fans were jumping and holding out their hands, trying to save her.

These tens of thousands of actions are all like slow motion.

Taylor raised his head and looked at the only safety rope left, which was stretched tightly under the weight of the pull.

The original intact rope body has an extra oblique cut surface.

The cut was not deep, but fatal.

She watched in horror as the gap in the rope was gradually getting bigger, and reached up with one hand, trying to grab the steel frame structure under the catwalk.

The distance is always a little bit short, close in Chi Chi, but far away in the world.

At this time, the exclamation sounded like a tornado.

Taylor turned a deaf ear, looked at the rope body with only one filament left, and closed his eyes in despair.

"Boom!"

In a place where she couldn't even hear the words clearly, she heard the sound of the rope breaking.

The fingers flicked wildly, only taking away a cloud of air.

"what!!!"

Seeing Taylor fall, the exclamation sounded like an explosion.

But she didn't care about all of this. The feeling of weightlessness made her feel light all over. She somehow thought of the Ferris wheel and the warm palm.

"hiss!"

What is the concept of more than 7 people taking a breath of air-conditioning? It makes people's scalp tingle.

Taylor's falling body stopped suddenly, and the familiar warmth came from his hand.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and tears filled her eyes immediately.

The guy who turned into an ugly monster was hanging upside down on the catwalk, holding his hand tightly.

"I am here!"

You can only see what the other person is talking about through the mouth shape of the other party.

Tyler nodded quickly, laughing, tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.

The moment the safety rope flew, Ethan shot out from the side of the stage like an arrow.

"The runway control room!"

He covered the microphone, let out a yell, and flung his arms away.

In less than two seconds, he rushed to the place where the runway rose, and then jumped.

Holding the steel structure firmly with both hands, like a flexible ape, he quickly climbed up, seized the opportunity, turned over and threw himself on the catwalk.

The top is only more than two meters wide, and the sides are unobstructed.

The sea of ​​stars made up of fluorescent sticks below has a panoramic view.

Quite a number of people noticed his appearance, exclamations sounded, and the sound of cheering was endless.

Before he had time to think about it, he spread his legs and ran along the fast-rotating runway.

The distance of tens of meters passed in a flash, and amidst the louder and louder exclamations, he came to the end of the runway. This guy, Taylor, had closed his eyes and gave up struggling.

Grabbing the edge of the runway, the toes reached the steel frame structure.

The body fell down, and at this moment, the rope broke, and at the very moment, he firmly grasped Taylor's palm.

When the weight fell, he almost lost his stability on his feet.

Seeing her tearful face, Ethan pulled her up vigorously: "Idiot, now is not the time to cry, climb up quickly."

The two were like a string of wind chimes, hanging upside down under the catwalk, shaking non-stop.

The fans below watched in fear and did not dare to make any noise.

Countless mobile phones and cameras are frantically shooting at the top. This kind of scene is absolutely rare.

Taylor heard the latter sentence.

With tears in her eyes, she burst into a smile, summoned up infinite courage, grabbed Ethan's clothes and climbed up.

Soon, the two hung upside down and upright, looking at each other face to face.

Just the direction, completely reversed.

Seeing his face flushed with blood and his forehead bulging with veins, Taylor used the illusion of vision to leave a kiss that only two people knew in front of the whole world.

Ethan's mind was full of black lines, and he was still thinking about this at this time.

At this moment, the runway slowly stopped.

Their bodies also stopped shaking, and Taylor hugged his chest quickly, not knowing what happened.

When Hank saw an unexpected accident, he pressed his ears immediately.

Sure enough, Ethan's voice came soon.

He and Antonio next to him looked at each other, and the two quickly rushed to the control room of the runway.

At this time, the backstage was already in chaos.

"Step aside."

Hank held up the police badge and ran fast: "Chicago police, everyone get out of the way."

He already knows all the positions in the backstage of the concert.

He quickly passed through the panic-stricken staff, turned a corner and came to the control room of the runway.

There are already several people standing here, knocking on the door non-stop.

"Stand aside."

Antonio roared and rushed towards him like a tiger, scaring those people to dodge quickly.

"Oh!"

The whole wooden door was knocked down by him.

In front of the console, a man with a cropped hair was holding up a chair. He turned his head, his eyes were crazy, and he was about to smash down the instrument in front of him without hesitation.

"boom."

After a crisp gunshot, Danny had a bullet hole on his forehead.

Red and white splashed onto the operating table.

Danny shook his body and fell limply to the ground. His eyes were no longer crazy, and there was a dead silence.

Hank puts the Glock away and strides in.

In the corner of the room, there were three people staggering here and there. He hurried forward and put his hands on his neck. Luckily, they were all alive.

Antonio looked at the corpse in front of him, stood up with the door panel propped up.

"Think about it."

He rushed to the console and looked outside through the glass.

From this angle, you can see the control of the entire stage. The catwalk is rising high, and Ethan is hanging upside down from the sky, grabbing Taylor, and the two are dangling non-stop.

"Which of you will use this console?"

Antonio looked at the instrument full of buttons and knobs again, completely confused.

A staff member probed his head and said nervously:
"Everything you can use is inside."

Hearing the man's words, Hank waved his palm without any hesitation.

"Snapped!"

A slap slapped across the face, making a crisp sound.

(End of this chapter)