Her Sniper

"I didn't expect you to be a man."

The head of the kidnapper smiles to squat in front of Mr. sniper and stare at him.

"You..." Mr. sniper bit his teeth and glared at the head of the kidnapper, his hands green.

Because of the high altitude, the impact of Wen Shishi's falling is great, and the wind outside is also very strong, so the dangerous wall can't bear it at all.

The head of the kidnapper looks at the wall that is cracking a little bit and smiles.

"You can't blame me this time. I didn't touch you."

"Be good. Maybe it will hurt less."

As soon as the words were over, Mr. sniper grabbed the wall and smashed it to pieces.

Mr. sniper, with his palm empty, fell out of the room, and they immediately fell.

Mr. sniper clung to the rope and the wall, trying to slow them down.

His five fingers were ground to bleed, blood and dust mixed together, a blur.

He grabbed the rope with his other hand, a little bit harder.

One brick stuck two people.

Mr. sniper clenched his teeth and grasped the brick tightly. Ignoring the pain in his palm, he gasped and asked, "poetry, can you hear me?"

Below came the cry of Wen Shishi.

She cried intermittently, and her voice was hoarse and hoarse, which made Mr. sniper very sad.

"Don't cry. It's OK. I'm still here."

Before long, I heard Wen Shishi's Distressed voice: "does your hand hurt?"

Mr. sniper smiles.

Fortunately, Wen Shishi is OK.

Otherwise, he will really regret it all his life.

If it wasn't because he was too busy, he would not have left Wen Shishi alone. As a result, Wen Shishi was in danger.

He could not imagine what he would regret if Wen Shishi really died because of him.

He did not dare to imagine what it would be like in the future without Wen's company.

The voice, appearance and smell of Wen's poems have been embedded in his bone marrow and become his indispensable habit.

If it suddenly disappears, he will probably really collapse.

"Hold on."

He said in a deep voice, looking around, thinking about how he could escape.

His hands are almost out of support.

Because of the reason of sliding down just now, his hands were already bloody and numb.

But because of this, his strength is gradually disappearing.

The weight of two people is very heavy, and he doesn't know how long he can last.

However, he would never let Wen Shi fall like this.

He won't allow it.

"Let go of me." Wen Shishi has become a tearful person.

That's her man, her man.

It's the man who can protect her.

But she will also be distressed.

He won't last long. If he is the only one, maybe he can survive.

Taking her as a burden, he has cut off his own life.

Why I always give Mr. sniper trouble, always let Mr. sniper protect her.

"You let me go, I'll come to you in my next life." Wen Shishi closed his eyes and said in despair.

There was no one around except the kidnappers.

She regretted her life.

I regret dying like this.

What's more, she will die in front of Mr. sniper.

She knew Mr. sniper's heart was not reconciled, and she knew how hard her death hit Mr. sniper.

However, she has no way, and she doesn't want to.

"Don't talk nonsense." Mr. sniper said helplessly, calming Wen's mood.

He knew that Wen Shishi was shocked and that she didn't want to be involved in her own mind.

But for him, if he really let go today, he will really regret all his life.

The sharp alarm rings.

Not far away, a police car orderly stopped below.

"Hold on, we'll send someone to help you right away! Do hold on

The police yelled, quickly arranged for a special person to support.

The elevator stopped next to Mr. sniper.

The huge air cushion was quickly under it.

"Well, let go!"

Mr. sniper let go when he heard the news, and he climbed up the elevator and quickly climbed down.

Below, Wen Shishi lay motionless on the air cushion, surrounded by several doctors.

"What's wrong with her?"Mr. sniper rushed over and asked nervously.

Mingming was still talking to him just now. How could he faint in the twinkling of an eye.

One of the doctors stood up, took off his mask and looked at Mr. sniper admiringly.

"Because she took too much medicine and was dehydrated, she went into shock under stimulation. She didn't have any serious problems. She would be fine when she woke up."

"Give me your hand and I'll give you a simple bandage. Then we'll get in the car and go back for an examination. Your arm may need to be photographed. "

The doctor looked at Mr. sniper's bleeding arm with admiration.

The height just now, plus the impact of the budget, his arm will never be better.

But he could not change his face.

What a man.

Mr. sniper nodded, put his arm in front of the doctor and let him handle it simply.

This stretch, he found that his arm seems to have no sense, there is no way to let him control.

He couldn't help feeling a little scared.

If his arms were not obedient just now, what would the poem look like

"President!"

Dylan came over and looked at them nervously.

See two people embarrassed appearance, his facial expression instant ugliness.

A few policemen came out of the dangerous building, their faces black.

"Let the kidnappers escape. What are they doing? "

The doctor shook his head.

"What?! Let the kidnappers escape! " Dylan yelled and grabbed the policeman with a gloomy face. "I contacted you the first time. How can you let the kidnapper escape?"

The police held Dylan down, calming him down.

"Take it easy, calm down." He looked at Mr. sniper with a gloomy and silent face and said apologetically, "this gentleman, I'm sorry, there's no kidnapper in it. But if you know what the kidnappers look like, you can tell me. We will find out the kidnappers as soon as possible and give you justice. Colleagues, the police will send someone to protect you these two days. You can rest assured. "

Mr. sniper nodded in silence, his eyes on Wen Shishi.

When he saw the scar on Wen Shishi's wrist, his eyes were cold.

Escaped, didn't you

Now that he's not dead, it's time for him to take revenge.

Wen's poetry is his destiny.

Whoever dares to take his life will have to bear the corresponding consequences.

There's a long way to go

A group of people quickly left here.

Tires will be small daisy pressure in the soil, there is no white flowers.