Dear Mr. Shi

It was Shi Yuhan's glance that gave Zhang Jie hope. She felt that Shi Yuhan cared about her, otherwise she would not only pay attention to her at this time, and would not care about Song Qinghuan at all.

Four fingers stared at him: "Don't make a noise, or I will kill you first."

A hostile look and murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and Shi Yuhan's expression suddenly became anxious, as if subconsciously he said: "As long as you let her go, I will promise you everything."

Hearing this, Zhang Jie's tears fell instantly.

She really didn't expect that Shi Yuhan cared about her so much. She looked at him tenderly, tears of moving tears rushing.

Song Qinghuan only felt that her body became more and more bitterly cold, as if she was a superfluous person, and Shi Yuhan didn't even want to look at herself.

"Let her go, then you mean that you don't care about her, what about her? Does that mean?" Four fingers looked at Song Qinghuan and asked with a smile.

When Shi Yuhan clenched his fists, his deep eyes glanced at Song Qinghuan, his eyes so indifferent, as if he was looking at a stranger.

Move away, looking at four fingers indifferently.

"As long as you let Zhang Jie go, other people will do whatever you want." When these words were spoken, he had exhausted all his energy.

Song Qinghuan's face suddenly turned white, and a chord in his head broke suddenly!

Her eyes trembled violently, and hot tears instantly overflowed her eyes, blurring her eyes.

The excitement started from the heart, instantly pressed the nerve endings and spread to the limbs, and the dizziness hit her. She felt that the world seemed to darken, as if she could not feel anything.

Four Fingers was stunned, and then burst into laughter, "It's really pitiful, it's a pity, I don't believe you, no matter who it is, I don't intend to let it go."

Just as he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, Shi Yuhan suddenly rushed in front of him.

The four fingers regained consciousness in an instant, and immediately shot, seeming to want to press the remote control button.

Shi Yuhan grabbed his hand, grabbed the wrist of the four fingers, and twisted it hard.

"Ah..." The four-fingered wrist was twisted in a terrible posture, his face turned blue in pain, and the remote control in his hand fell to the ground.

Shi Yuhan pulled the four fingers forward and dragged forward, his knees slammed into the abdomen of the four fingers at a speed that could not cover his ears!

Four fingers were thrown away immediately, and he fell on his stomach. Without stopping, he crawled over to get the remote control.

Shi Yuhan was able to do as he wished, stomping heavily on his hand, and bending over to get the remote control at the same time.

Immediately, he kicked his four fingers far away.

The injured four fingers laughed embarrassedly.

He was not frightened, and then, like a magic trick, he took out another remote control from his arms.

He actually left one hand, Shi Yuhan narrowed his eyes dangerously, and then raised his hand to signal.

Someone in the distance immediately pressed the trigger, and the sniper bullet penetrated the right hand of the four fingers holding the remote control. The four fingers fell to the ground, but they were still laughing wildly, and then pressed them with all their strength.

Someone came up to the rooftop, it was Xia Yang and the others. They were divided into three groups, one group subdued the four fingers, and the other two groups went to rescue Zhang Jie and Song Qinghuan.

While pressing it down, the slow sounds of the bombs on Song Qinghuan and Zhang Jie suddenly sounded quickly.

At the first time the countdown sounded, Shi Yuhan rushed towards Song Qinghuan and untied Song Qinghuan, while the timer next to him was counting down frantically, ten, nine, eight...