In the journey of life, everyone will meet many passers-by, each meeting will have more or less stories, some are just a smile, some will be a few words, and some will engrave the deepest love in each other's hearts mark...
For this female college student who has suffered so much humiliation tonight, Liu Yanbo is also a hasty passer-by in her life journey. She can't even see his whole picture clearly, let alone his name.
But as far as she is concerned, this passer-by with the vaguest impression may be the most unforgettable person in her life. Maybe in a future dream at midnight, this black figure will still drive away everything in her mind. nightmare. because-
His shoulders are so firm and reliable; his voice is so gentle and kind; and his eyes are clear and have no other color except self-blame and distress.
This strange man gave her the courage to live.
His "I'm sorry" told her that everything tonight should not be borne by her, but by him, and that group of scumbags should pay the worst price!
…
Liu Yanbo also let the crying childlike female student hug him tightly, he even stretched out his hand and patted her on the back lightly—
I don't know since when, his heart is no longer as cold and hard as a stone, maybe he is finally living like a person now
"Safety."
The voice of the eighth group of gangsters sounded on the intercom at this time, announcing that there were only five seconds left.
"Oops!"
Liu Yanbo could only relentlessly break free from the female student's hand and run towards the window, but he still left a sentence for her: "Promise me, you must live a good life."
snap~
The window was smashed directly, time was running out, Liu Yanbo couldn't use the window sill to get down the 15th floor and then go up to the second floor of the opposite library, because when he just broke free from the female student's hand, he didn't Being decisive and tough, it took at least two seconds.
Liu Yanbo was in the air, and after running out of power, he stepped on his left foot and stepped on his right foot to borrow strength again. The whole person hugged a ball, rolled and fell in the air at a high speed, towards a window on the second floor of the library. Smash it.
This is the most time-saving method, but it is also the most dangerous method, because no matter how powerful Liu Yanbo is, he can't let go of the force of the fall and the force of the throw, otherwise it will definitely delay time, but The current him, even if he can't delay even a moment—
Liu Yanbo was working hard, he hadn't done it for a long, long time.
He is like an ordinary person now, and he can only use his body to resist the impact of smashing into the second floor of the library in the near future. In order to save more time, even when he landed, he couldn't use his skills to unload the force before landing, let alone use what he learned in the past to block the forward momentum after landing.
One second, one point five seconds...
Snapped,
Liu Yanbo crashed obliquely into the window on the second floor of the library, and when he was about to hit the ground, he still didn't move or adjust, because doing so would delay a moment of time.
boom,
click,
Just when Liu Yanbo's body hit the concrete floor in the corridor, these two voices sounded at the same time.
Since he smashed in obliquely, his body was hugged again, and most of the impact force was absorbed by his left hand. At this time, the sound of "click" did not know whether it meant that his left hand was dislocated or a bone was broken.
Under the huge impact, Liu Yanbo couldn't help letting out a muffled groan from his nose, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, he cursed inwardly: "Damn it!"
After landing, he endured the severe pain in his left hand, and let the impact of the impact take him forward. Just when the impact reached its peak, his left foot touched the ground, and he rushed towards the projection room...
Liu Yan knew very well that there was no time now, and the loud noise when he crashed in through the window just now would be heard by the gangsters in the projection room.
In this case, a good killer only needs two or three seconds at most from hearing the sound to responding. so-
Liu Yanbo can only pray now that among the six gangsters there is no top killer who can respond in an instant. If there is, there may be hostage casualties in the future.
Bang,
In an instant, Liu Yanbo had crashed into the projection room, and at the same time he had crashed in, he had already heard a gangster yelling "Kill" in English, and he also heard the female college student start screaming hoarsely :"I… "
She had just started shouting, but five seconds had passed, and the "safety" from the seventh group of gangsters would never sound again.
Now, life and death are all in an instant, and you can only be faster than anyone else.
Before the gangster said "kill", Liu Yanbo had already made his first shot. He hit four foreign nails with his right hand.
Puff puff puff,
The four foreign nails hit the four gangsters who had finished raising their guns, almost only an instant slower than the four foreign nails, and another cold light shot into the throat of the fifth gangster, but this time it was not a foreign nail. Nails, but a paring knife.
Five of the six gangsters have been eliminated, and there is about a moment left before the moment.
The remaining gangster happened to be the one who yelled "kill". He was the fastest responder in their group. While yelling to kill, the gun in his hand was already pointing at a hostage.
for a moment,
The gangster can pull the trigger, and Liu Yanbo is confident that he can stop it before he pulls the trigger, but—
All unexpected encounters in this world are doomed reunions after a long absence.
When Liu Yanbo was darting towards the last gangster, he inadvertently saw clearly the hostage who was pointed at by the gun, saw her face clearly, and his body couldn't help shaking—
That year, he was young and ignorant, and she was in the Mood for Love.
He was born in a poor and backward mountain village. At that time, he was an ordinary student who had just entered the first grade of junior high school. She came from a big city far away. At that time, she was a college student who went to teach in the mountains.
That year was also autumn and the beginning of school season. When he was thirteen years old, he met her who was twenty years old. She was as gentle as an older sister, and he was naughty as a younger brother.
He still remembered that besides his mother, she was the only woman who had cried because of him.
He also swore secretly in his heart that he must study hard to get admitted to the university she attended, and he would go to the city where she lived to protect her in the future.
It's just a trick of fate. Before she left, she smiled and said, "Brother, I'll wait for you." But he lost himself on the last day of that year.
That farewell was thirteen years.
We will meet again after thirteen years, Mr. Han, do you still remember the little boy in the mountain village? You should not remember, right
But I always remember that you are my most respected teacher, dearest sister, and the most beautiful angel in my life.
Teacher Han, long time no see!
…
At this moment, Liu Yanbo seemed to have read a thousand sails, experienced vicissitudes of life, and recalled the past life with all kinds of flavors...
boom,
The bullet was fired, and the last gangster seized the momentary opportunity.
Poof, poof
Liu Yanbo had no choice, because he couldn't change the bullet's trajectory, he could only block it with his own body.
At the same time, a foreign nail pierced the forehead of the last gangster.
…
The gun rang out and the lights were turned off. The students in the projection room became a mess after they realized it, and the female student who was still on the fifteenth floor opposite was about to finish shouting. All she shouted was: "I Promise you, I will live a good life. You also promise me, you must survive."
In the darkness, there were only two people standing quietly, he could see her, and she could feel him.
"Are you hurt?" she asked worriedly.
He covered the bleeding bullet hole in his chest with his hand, smiled, and said calmly, "Mr. Han, I should go." (To be continued)