Although the plan in his mind seemed quite scientific, it was only when he faced the night sky that he felt the real fear brought to him by the vertical altitude of hundreds of meters.
Normally, his legs would have been weak standing here, let alone jumping to his death.
But the system had told him that with the power of the energy-gathering ball explosion, no matter how he avoided it, there would no longer be any living things on the top floor of Yunshen Building.
You can't always walk on the road in life. You will inevitably face risks. Sometimes you have to jump from one cliff to another.
Jumping was the only option, so he jumped.
The abyss is like a huge mouth, with strong winds coming accompanied by screams, and he is wrapped in fear in the helpless void, like food falling from the mouth of a giant beast.
I wonder if I can fall onto that precious sky bridge?
Or did it instantly fall to the hard ground four hundred meters above the ground and form one or two exploding pools of plasma?
I wonder what it feels like when you hit the ground. Will you feel the pain in time?
Although he thought he was on the right track at the moment of jumping, once he jumped out, he could only resign himself to his fate and never regretted taking the medicine.
It was pitch black down below and almost nothing could be seen. But at this moment, the strong wind carried the firelight and swept it over them like a huge bright red broom.
The glass-roofed sky corridor reflected fiery red flames, like a small ruler between the two huge dark buildings.
He even saw the two tiny figures of himself and Ai Ting entangled in the reflection.
He hugged Ai Ting's waist tightly to ensure that they did not separate in this chaos.
He had to repair the injuries of two people at the same time, and the system's capabilities were limited by distance. It's not known what the actual limit is, but obviously the closer the better.
Who should be at the top and who should be at the bottom?
She gives me support and I fix her?
Or do you support a woman like a man?
Meng Fei was thinking confusedly. But in this situation, even if he figured it out, he still didn't know how to control his posture.
boom!
The entire tempered glass roof of the air corridor bridge instantly shattered into a dense network, and then turned into countless bean-sized glass fragments scattered like hail.
"repair!"
The moment before that, Meng Fei shouted with all his strength. Almost at the same time, he heard the sound of glass exploding and the bones of himself and Ai Ting breaking together.
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Half a month later, in a private room of the quiet Shangdao Coffee, Meng Fei was sitting lazily on the sofa, reading the newspaper on the table boredly.
He scrolls through his phone all day long but rarely reads newspapers. There is a newspaper and magazine column next to the sofa in Shangdao Coffee, and he can reach it.
Although it was a newspaper from more than a week ago, the headline was so big and eye-catching that he couldn't help but notice it.
"Eruption! Explosion in Yunshen Building in Wutong City!
“The employees of a certain software company acted bravely, and the young female investigator from the Criminal Investigation Bureau fought bravely, killing several terrorists and then two of them jumped from the building!
"The two were blocked by a covered bridge when they fell. Although they were seriously injured, they survived. Blessed by the goddess!"
The report was obviously vague, with no pictures or videos. It only included an aerial photo of the roof of the Yunshen Building, which was scorched black and had a big hole.
Not to mention the photos, there are no names of the heroes and heroines who bravely acted for justice and fought bravely.
But the content is extremely subtle. The hero and heroine are having a romantic tryst on the rooftop, and they happen to encounter terrorists who are installing explosives.
The male protagonist sacrifices himself for others, and the female protagonist bravely takes the lead. When the explosion is inevitable, they hug each other and jump off the building to die in love, dying and living together. It’s hard to tell for a moment whether it’s police, romance, or news?
"Exaggeration, nonsense, nonsense..."
Meng Fei shook his head as he read. This was not the first time he had seen this article. After the whole incident, this news was the most widely circulated. He has seen it countless times on his mobile phone.
But the news on mobile phones is automatically collected and edited by machines. I don’t even know where it comes from, let alone who wrote it.
But for the first time in this newspaper, he saw the author's name: "Our special correspondent, Tang Wenwen"!
For the first time, he knew that this guy was a reporter by profession, and writing novels was just his second job in his spare time.
It's not surprising that she is. Based on her relationship with Ai Ting, she heard the details of the vicious fight with terrorists, the hero and heroine hugging each other and jumping off a building.
It is an exaggeration to say that two people were seriously injured. How could he be out drinking coffee two weeks later if he was seriously injured?
When they hit the roof of the glass corridor, Meng Fei repaired the injuries of the two people in an extremely precise moment.
Due to the buffering at the top of the corridor, the force they hit the ground of the high-altitude corridor was no longer very violent.
However, he hit his head on the ground and fainted on the spot. It was too late to start the system again to repair it.
The end result was a mild concussion plus minor bone fractures and skin trauma. As for Ai Ting, he had his support, and it was just a little skin injury.
Ai Ting handed over the recording and explained most of the process, but she concealed the amazing abilities she had witnessed that Meng Fei used words to instantly restore his injuries and "delete" Ouyang Cong.
Meng Fei strongly asked her to keep it secret.
She is principled, but not rigid. Meng Fei saved her life twice on the Yunshen rooftop, so she couldn't completely ignore his request.
She said: "I can keep it a secret. But why should I keep it a secret? You have to give me a perfect reason and make it clear. You can't keep me in the dark."
Alas, is it not easy to find a reason?
Meng Fei couldn't help but reach for cigarettes and lighter, but his pockets were empty. Then I remembered that he had already quit smoking.
The agreed time is half past two in the afternoon. At two twenty-nine, Meng Fei raised his eyes and stared at the dark red translucent door curtain.
A graceful figure was already standing outside. Then two white fingers hooked on the door curtain and lifted it out. The person walked in and sat opposite him.
The weather was suddenly cold, and the girl's cheeks were a little red from the wind.
She glanced around the private room with her shining eyes to make sure there weren't a few supernatural elements hiding, then she turned her attention to the cup of hot milk tea that Meng Fei was holding.
The coffee is too bitter. Meng Fei entered the coffee shop not knowing what to order. But bubble milk tea is very common, so he can have a cup.
Although the taste of this stuff was uninteresting, he liked the sense of accomplishment of sucking the slippery "pearls" down the straw into his mouth.
Ai Ting just glanced at it and looked away, trying hard to think back on her efforts to control her weight and the sugar content in a cup of milk tea.
Meng Fei lost no time in tempting her: "Would you like a drink?"
"No."
"The second cup is half price."
"...Then let's have a drink."
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