Yin Shaojie looked at Xiaoxiao who was suppressed below, his eyes widened, he ran over there and shouted anxiously, "Xiaoxiao-"
"Xiao Xiao! Are you okay? How are you?" He threw himself on the ground, his dark eyes locked on Mu Xiao Xiao, and he reached out to hold up the huge billboard.
But this billboard is so heavy, I don’t know whether it weighs hundreds of pounds or thousands of pounds.
Yin Shaojie looked at Jun Zeye with complicated eyes.
How could he hold up such a heavy frame
After the sniper came to his senses, he quickly ran over and shouted, "Zawano! Are you okay?"
Jun Zeye was holding back his breath at this time and couldn't speak at all.
The sniper came over and said to Yin Shaojie, "Come and help! Let's lift this thing up together!"
Yin Shaojie looked down at Mu Xiaoxiao's face, stretched out his hand to touch her forehead, and said comfortingly, "I'll rescue you soon. It's okay."
"Yeah." Mu Xiaoxiao nodded.
Yin Shaojie stood up, and her eyes turned back to Jun Zeye's face unconsciously.
Their eyes met again.
Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that his hand was still on her chest.
As soon as she pulled her hand away a little, she felt Jun Zeye's body shaking.
She was startled, afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on, so she quickly put her hands on his chest.
"Are you okay..." she asked carefully.
The billboard was made of iron and looked very heavy. She noticed that his arms were so tight that the texture of his muscles could be clearly seen, but his expression did not change.
Jun Zeye did not answer her words.
Yin Shaojie and the sniper each took a side and used almost all their strength to finally lift the billboard a little. Jun Zeye felt the weight on his back move away, and said to her in a low voice, "Climb out, hurry up."
"Oh!" Mu Xiaoxiao responded blankly.
Feeling that her limbs could move, she quickly moved out against the ground.
After finally coming out, I breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'll pull you out..." She stretched out her hand to help him.
Before he finished speaking, Jun Zeye let go of his arms that he had been holding on to, fell to the ground, and then rolled out.
BAM—The billboard was brought down, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Seeing that Jun Zeye was fine, the sniper breathed a sigh of relief, shook his limp arms, looked at him in disbelief and said, "Zeye, how on earth are you holding on? Does this thing weigh a thousand pounds?"
"No." Jun Zeye replied quietly to him.
The sniper looked around, glanced at Yin Shaojie strangely, and asked in confusion, "Where are our police officers? Why are you the only one?"
"Down there." Yin Shaojie responded casually, hurriedly walked to Mu Xiaoxiao and carefully checked whether she was injured.
"I'm fine, but you, why are you all injured?" Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head at him, and in turn worried about him.
"It's just a minor injury." Yin Shaojie smiled slightly, stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms, and when he felt her return to his arms again, his tense heart finally relaxed.
Mu Xiaoxiao didn't believe it and wanted to see his injuries again, but he held him so tightly that she couldn't push him away.
She paused and put her little hands around his back.
The sniper glanced at the two men who abused the dog, then walked to Jun Zeye's side, concerned about his injuries, fearing whether he would be crushed and suffer internal injuries.
(End of chapter)