Mr. Gu knelt down and begged me to forgive him

The blue veins on Brother Scar's forehead popped up, his anger shot straight to the top of his head, and he roared viciously, "Are you playing with me?"

Song Ting seemed to have expected this scene a long time ago, and he was still calm when Brother Scar was furious and pointed a gun at himself: "I am still here, why do you think I will call the police? "

The matter is urgent, and a countermeasure must be found immediately, and Brother Scar has no time to argue with Song Ting.

"How do you think about my conditions?" Song Ting casually took off the glasses on the bridge of her nose, asked while taking out a handkerchief to wipe the dirty things on the glasses.

Brother Scar was furious: "Is there anything I can think about now?"

The strips are surrounded by three layers below, and the knife is almost at the throat.

Brother Scar kept his hands and the gun away from the waistband of his trousers, and stepped forward a few steps to snatch the black box containing the money from Song Ting's hand.

But Song Ting pressed the glasses in his hand first, and quickly slid a scar on Brother Scar's throat.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere. Brother Scar had already touched the gun, but he didn't have the strength to take it out anymore.

Song Ting watched calmly, raised his hand slightly, and signaled the people behind him to step forward to deal with the rest: "Move faster."

He casually discarded the glasses aside, Song Ting stepped forward and rescued He Jingchen.

"Song Ting, I'm so scared."

Since being controlled by Brother Scar, the threat of death has been lingering around, He Jingchen has been suffocating with fear, seeing Song Ting, he couldn't hold back all of a sudden, and threw himself into his arms and burst into tears.

"Hey, I'm here." To He Jingchen, Song Ting has always contributed the softest part of his heart, no matter what the other party did.

Even if he wanted to wipe off the dirt on He Jingchen's face, Song Ting wiped his blood-stained hands on the expensive suit again and again before he dared to touch He Jingchen's face.

When He Jingchen calmed down a bit, the people Song Ting brought had almost dealt with the rest of the people.

"Boss, we should evacuate." The assistant stepped forward and said respectfully.

Song Ting nodded slightly, preparing to evacuate from another direction to avoid too much involvement with the police.

Before leaving, He Jingchen came to Wen Qingmian who was still tied up, kicked Wen Qingmian's tied hands, and a sharp stone flew out of Wen Qingmian's hands.

Only then did Song Ting realize that the rope binding Wen Qingmian's hands was frayed, and even the wrist cloth was rubbed with blood.

He tore off the tape covering Wen Qingmian's eyes and mouth, like a devil: "I want you to see how I died with your own eyes."

Song Ting's people didn't deal with the rest of them, they just asked them to hand over their guns and squat in the corner.

The policeman downstairs was already shouting, wanting to have a good talk with the kidnapper.

The younger brothers who lost the leader of Brother Scar were at a loss. Although this gang of kidnappers did all kinds of evil, it was the first time that they made such a big money.

After Song Ting led the people away, the younger brothers dared to get up.Song Ting, their weapon, was also taken away, and the younger brothers were overjoyed, this was their last hope.

The person who has been with Brother Scar all the year round quickly went to the window with a gun and shouted loudly: "I advise you not to act rashly, the hostages are in very bad condition now, have you brought the money we want?"

He didn't dare to expose his body, but the muzzle stuck out and pointed at the group of people below.

A reply quickly came from below: "We have collected [-] million cash, and we also have a request, to see the current situation of the hostages."

The younger brothers discussed for a while, and passed the result down: "Yes."

Soon, Wen Qingmian's feet were loosened, her mouth was taped again, her hands were still behind her back, and she was pushed forward.

The dark muzzle of the gun kept attacking Wen Qingmian, and the man holding Wen Qingmian hostage said: "I advise you not to do any tricks, guns don't have eyes."

"This is the hostage you want to see." The kidnapper also saw how many people were below, and forced himself to be calm. At the same time, he held the gun tightly, fearing that his palms would become too sweaty and the gun would fall.

Gu Juan downstairs finally saw Wen Qingmian's dirty little face clearly, because her mouth was covered with black tape, she just stared at everyone with a pair of bright eyes without sadness or joy.

At this moment, Gu Juan finally understood that he had lost Wen Qingmian.

Wen Qingmian's gaze will never stop for him, he is about to go to a farther place, and Gu Juan will no longer be able to catch up with him.

Even though he was heartbroken, Gu Juan still only wanted Wen Qingmian to be safe, not to mention [-] million, even if he had to exchange his entire net worth for Wen Qingmian's safety.

"We asked for two helicopters. Put 10 million in cash on the helicopter. I will see you within [-] minutes. If you don't see me, you will have to trouble the hostages to go to hell with us!"

If ensuring Wen Qingmian's safety was the highest criterion, the police naturally had to give in and quickly prepared two helicopters for the kidnappers.

When the first group of kidnappers boarded the helicopter and wanted to evacuate with cash, there was a deafening explosion suddenly from the unfinished building.

Not the floor where Wen Qingmian and the kidnappers were, but the floor below them.

"We have done what you asked, please don't play tricks."

Gu Juan's heart was already in his throat, and the subconscious movement of his body to rush forward was stopped by someone.

"Mr. Gu, if you don't obey the command now, you are indirectly killing the hostage."

Gu Juan's eyes were scarlet, and he couldn't restrain the hostility around him: "They don't want to let Wen Qingmian go, they have to change their plans."

He only had Wen Qingmian, and Gu Juan couldn't bear the pain of losing Wen Qingmian.

"We are the police, and protecting the safety of the hostages is our top priority. Please cooperate with Mr. Gu."

Naturally, the cooperation this time was compulsive, and several people were arranged to watch over Gu Juan.

The unfinished upstairs is also not very smooth. Someone went to the next floor to check the situation, and they found a lot of time bombs in the corner.

In 6 minutes, the first batch of time bombs will explode, and in 7 minutes, the second batch will explode.

At the moment of death, those whose spirits have collapsed into one line are on the verge of collapse, and internal strife is also appearing among the kidnappers.

The big explosion just now made Wen Qingmian reach for the glasses left by Song Ting.

Before that, He Jingchen kicked so hard that Wen Qingmian's wrist was broken.Now Wen Qingmian is relying entirely on perseverance, enduring the severe pain and quickly cutting the rope with his glasses.

"boom--"

Wen Qingmian saw a gunshot with his own eyes, the bullet passed through a kidnapper's temple, and blood splashed onto Wen Qingmian's face.

The warm touch stopped Wen Qingmian's action of cutting the rope, and the next second, Wen Qingmian cut the rope with a more rapid movement.

He wants to get out alive, he can't die here.

There has been infighting among the kidnappers, and their own people are killing their own people.And Wen Qingmian's situation is even worse, at least the danger of life cannot be guaranteed.

Time passed by every minute and every second, the downstairs was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside, and there were countless time bombs on the next floor, which would explode in a few minutes.

Once Brother Scar died, all the crowd had no leader, and the first batch of kidnappers had successfully left with the money.

Panicked and chaotic, the only one who maintained the overall situation was shot dead just now.

When Wen Qingmian cut the rope, the first batch of bombs exploded.Wen Qingmian leaned on the wall to the window, tried to stabilize her figure, and checked the situation below.

It is impossible to take the stairs normally, the whole unfinished building is already crumbling, and it cannot withstand the second batch of explosions.

The people below reacted quickly and ordered the people to bring the mat over.

Five stories high, jumping off and being caught by the mat is absolutely fine.

"Wen Qingmian, jump down!" Gu Juan shouted heartbreakingly.

Wen Qingmian finally took a look at him, met Gu Juan's eyes, he seemed worried about me?

Wen Qingmian actually doesn't understand Gu Juan now, is he pitying me?

"Mianmian, please, jump off!" Gu Juan struggled as if he wanted to break out of the encirclement, but there were too many people stopping him, and Gu Juan couldn't move a single step.

But Wen Qingmian chose to turn around, ran towards the corner with big strides, and picked up the baby who had been unconscious by the drug since the beginning.

If it is true that only one person can live, Wen Qingmian hopes that Yan Zai can survive.

Wen Qingmian knew that his time was running out, but Yan Zai was still young, so he still had a lot of time.

During the turbulence, Yan Zai was a little more conscious. These days, Yan Zai hadn't eaten, and was unbearably hungry, and the blood on his forehead had dried up into lumps.

"Brother Mianmian..." Yan Zai called out weakly.

Tears were faintly moving in Wen Qingmian's eyes: "I'm here, Yan Zai, listen to me, this life must be safe and healthy, brother Mianmian will always be by your side and accompany you."

He doesn't know if he can survive, but Wen Qingmian will definitely do his best to keep Yan Zai alive.

boom--

With the sound of a violent explosion, Wen Qingmian had difficulty standing up, holding Yan Zai and trying to stabilize his figure, at the last moment, he threw the Yan Zai in his arms with both hands, allowing Yan Zai to escape the explosion successfully.

The aftermath of the explosion came out from the window, Gu Juan didn't even see Wen Qingmian's face, only saw a pair of hands riddled with holes and scars throwing out a small black ball.

"Do not--"

"Mianmian—"

The aftermath of the explosion at the scene spread far and wide, and they only had time to pick up the Yan cubs and flee.

After everyone was forcibly evacuated, the scene had turned into ruins.

From the beginning to the end, Gu Juan didn't break free from the shackles of others. It turned out to be this feeling when he saw his beloved die in front of his eyes.

Gu Juan was breathing rapidly, still feeling that his body lacked oxygen, and his eyes were dark.

impossible!

How could Wen Qingmian die like this, he was so tenacious, he survived even in the laboratory.

"Go away!"

Gu Juan is like a giant dragon that has lost its most important treasure. No one can bear his anger.

He kept rushing forward, watching the ruins and knelt down, rummaging through them with his hands.

The reinforced concrete pierced through his hands, Gu Juan felt no pain, and continued to rummage without slowing down.

A police officer stepped forward and said sadly, "Mr. Gu, I'm sorry, please express your condolences."

The word mourning touched Gu Juan's bottom line, and his scarlet eyes stared straight at him: "Wen Qingmian won't die!"

The police officer understood very well how it was possible to survive such a violent explosion.

Under normal circumstances, there should be no bones left.