Sweet trap: President, Let Me Go!

"Are you Han Ze?" Asked the robber.

Han Ze didn't move and said faintly, "yes, I'm Han Ze. If you want money, just find me and let them go."

The robbers looked at each other: "unexpectedly, I really found you."

Another robber came over and pointed at a moon who was blocked by Han Ze with a gun: "then this is Miss Song?"

Han Ze's heart sank. They didn't just find themselves, but also ah moon.

Han Ze didn't speak, but blocked ah moon behind him.

His actions have made the robbers know that the person behind him must be ah moon.

A robber pointed a gun at Han Ze: "Mr. Han, I'm sorry. Give Miss Song to us and you'll be on your way!"

Before his voice fell, ah moon stood up and protected Han Ze: "who are you?"

She asked loudly.

"Miss Song -" the robber obviously had scruples about ah moon.

And ah moon heard it from his tone.

Her blanket was still draped over her.

She hung her head slightly because she couldn't see it.

And these people obviously know that she is blind.

The robber standing in front of Han Ze winked at his companions and motioned him to pull ah moon away.

His companion did not move.

He frowned: "don't you pull Miss Song away?"

His companion said faintly, "the order I received was to let them die together!"

Robber a was surprised: "Sam, what did you say?"

Robber B said calmly, "William, my order is to let them die together!"

William was surprised: "whose order?"

Sam didn't speak.

William snapped, "Sam! You think clearly! "

"William, I think very clearly. It's not me, it's us. Except you, all the orders we receive are to let them die together!" Sam looked at William.

William looked at the other companions, and the expression on their faces was indeed the same indifference.

Han Ze sneered: "so you are Rongxin!"

If he can't guess the origin of these people, he's really fooling around.

"Then the others are the ones who are happy?" A moon interface channel.

Besides Yihuan, who else wants to die?

No one is talking now.

On the contrary, Han Ze relaxed: "then you solve the internal contradictions first. Do you want me to die alone or the two of us to die? You can discuss it before you discuss us. "

"Sam, you know who the second young master is. Have you ever thought about the consequences of betraying him?" Asked William hastily.

Sam said coldly, "can't you see what the second young master looks like because of the woman surnamed song? Without her, the second young master and miss Yihuan are safe and can do what we should do. This woman doesn't belong to Fukushima. Why do we have to take her back? Because of her, we have had two major losses. Once again, I'm afraid the young master won't let the second young master go. Miss Yihuan did this for the good of the second young master! "

William Yusai, he doesn't know, but he is under the second young master and must absolutely obey the second young master's orders. If the second young master wants this woman, they have to take this woman back! How can they not know the means of the second young master?

Sam understands William's mood.

"William, we did this with the consent of the young master. Otherwise, do you think we can come out so easily?" Sam advised him.

William is silent.

Sam looked behind him.

"William, brother, everyone is for the good of the second young master. Think about it -"

William's back neck was suddenly cut off by a hand knife from the man behind him, and William fell down soft.

Sam glanced at William who fell to the ground and said to a brother, "help him down."

Then he turned to Han Ze: "Mr. Han, our internal contradictions have been solved. Choose a way to die. Shall we shoot you or throw you down?"

Han Ze smiled: "which one do you like?"

Sam pondered: "it's too bloody to kill you. We have to bear it for a long time before we get to our destination. Why don't you jump down? How nice it is to be clean? "

Han Ze said with a smile, "do I have the right to choose?"

Sam also smiled, "No. I'm just talking. Mr. Han Ze, please! "

Han Ze held ah moon and the blanket in his arms.

When the hatch opened, the wind blew in.

Sam's voice came faintly: "Mr. Han, Miss Song and miss Yihuan said that she didn't want to be like this. I hope you can be friends in the next life."

Han Ze pulled down his blanket at the moment he jumped out of the hatch and changed his position with amoon: "amoon, don't be afraid, hold me tight." Ah moon closed her eyes tightly, the wind was blowing in her ears, and her hand tightly hugged Han Ze's waist.

After a long time, ah moon only felt a tight back, "bang", and then their falling speed slowed down.

Amoon knew that the parachute was opened by Han Ze.

Her heart breathed a sigh of relief.

Although we don't know what the ground is like, at least two people don't have to fall into meat patties.

Han Ze hugged her tightly.

Ah moon's heart has changed a thousand times.

I don't know where it will fall, whether it's a mountain, water, sand or asphalt.

Before landing, Han Ze adjusted his posture and held amoon in his arms. Amoon knew that the real danger was now. An umbrella for two people is an adventure. If one doesn't master it well when landing, both people may be injured.

Fortunately, Han Ze is a trained man, holding ah moon in her arms, which makes her very careful.

After Han Ze's feet fell to the ground, he rolled on the ground with a moon in his arms, firmly leaning a moon's head against his arms, for fear that she would be entangled by the rope.

Amoon didn't say a word. Although her back was hurt, she knew Han Ze must be more painful than herself. Maybe he had been hurt.

Finally stopped.

Han Ze hugged ah moon and didn't move.

Amoon pushed Han Ze, leaving a gap between himself and him.

"Han Ze!" She called softly.

Han Ze did not respond.

Amoon panicked: "Han Ze! Han Ze! "

"Cough!" Han Ze coughed.

Ah moon put down his heart and touched his face with his hand: "Han Ze! Han Ze! How are you doing? Ah? What about? Are you hurt? "

Han Ze grabbed her hand and breathed a sigh of relief: "sooner or later I will level the Fukushima. Today's Revenge must be avenged!"

A moon was relieved to hear him say so. At least it sounded that Han Ze was all right.

Han Ze took a long time to finally untie the rope on the two men and unload the umbrella.

"Han Ze, where is this?" A moon stood there, feeling the wind in all directions.

Han Ze looked around: "the desert is endless."

"Is it day?" Asked amoon.

Han Ze looked up at the sun and looked down at his watch: "it should be afternoon, 4:30."

Ah moon nodded.

Han Ze took her hand. "We have to find a place to live before dark. We have nothing, water and food. We have to take this blanket and umbrella cloth with us. The night here is very cold. "

Amoon nodded and Han Ze packed up. She helped Han Ze take it.

Han Ze used the compass on his watch to distinguish the direction, and the two began to move forward.

"Han Ze, what's around us?" A moon and Han Zela walked forward hand in hand.

"Sand, yellow sand." Han zedao.

"When I go out, I'll let Rongxin and Yihuan taste it!" Han Ze said gnashing his teeth.

Amoon smiled, "there must be no parachute jumping in your trip?"

Han Ze didn't answer.

"We have to thank them for that. Han Ze, are you hurt? You can't hide it from me. Hiding it from me is bullying me. " Ah moon pouted.

Han Ze said reluctantly, "I have a scratch on my hand and twisted my left foot, but I can walk."

Amoon was stunned: "well, let's go slowly. Put your hand on my shoulder."

Han Ze didn't refuse. He put his hand on a moon's shoulder: "we go straight ahead. After dark, we should be able to find a small oasis."

"How do you know? Have you been here? But you say this is a desert, endless yellow sand, and there is no reference. How do you judge the location of the place? " Asked amoon.

"I don't know, even if it's intuition." Han Ze really can't tell, but I feel there is such a place in it.

"OK, you can go as you say. Don't say I can't see. Even if I can see, it's probably useless. I really want to see the desert and see what kind of great and mysterious place I am in. " Ah moon didn't see a trace of panic.

She knew that if she cried or was afraid now, Han Ze would only be more worried.

Anyway, I fell off the plane. Anyway, I fell to this point. I might as well face it calmly with my worry.

Fortunately, she is with Han Ze. If she was just left, Han Ze was pushed down alone? Han Ze doesn't have a parachute.

Amoon shook his head and dared not think again.

"What's the matter?" Han Ze felt a moon's action.

Amoon knew that if there was a long yellow sand ahead, it must be a desperate thing, so she wanted to use words to distract Han Ze's attention.

"I was thinking that if we could meet again in the future, I would like to thank Yihuan. It was her decision that kept us together now." Ah moon is telling the truth.

Han Ze was silent for a moment: "when we meet again, it's life and death. Let them haunt!"

If he hadn't thought more about it, put an umbrella bag on a moon in advance, shit! They're both meat foam now.

"Han Ze, can't we let them find us?" Another reason why ah moon doesn't panic is her brothers.

If they will come to the desert, they will be found.

Han Ze sighed: "yes, but it takes time, so we can't stand here and wait. We must find a place to live before they come. Otherwise, it will freeze us to death in the sand at night. If we catch the wind, it will be even worse. "

Because of the long distance on the plane, their carry on luggage is put on the luggage rack. Now they both have long things around them. The only thing that can get in touch with Leo is Han Ze's watch.

The signal has been sent, but I don't know where Leo and several little animals are and how long they will come. Most importantly, they don't know where they are.

Walking in the desert is not as simple as you think.

At the beginning, ah moon also talked to Han Ze.

Han Ze won't let her talk any more. He needs to conserve his strength.

Gradually, ah moon began to gasp.

"Han Ze, shall we have a rest?" A moon's physical strength can't compare with Han zebi.

Han Ze hugged her: "ah moon, hold on for a while."

Well, hold on a little longer.

"Han Ze, I can't get there. Let's have a rest. Just a minute." A moon is coquettish.

Han Ze sighed, "ah moon, I'll carry you."

"No, your foot is still hurt." A moon refused, crying.

"Let's take a break." A moon soft language.

Han Ze sighed: "ah moon, if you stop now, you will never get up again."