"Wait for them, wait for them..." Yasen stood at the door of the cabin and roared, holding up his gun and shooting, "Bad boys! Go to hell!"
The runway distance is limited. If the plane wants to take off normally, it must use speed and pull up the fuselage.
The faster the speed, the more bumpy the fuselage becomes.
Feng Hao almost ran toward the plane with White on his back.
"Hurry up, hand..." Under the cover of heavy machine guns, James and Yassen bent down and took White's hand.
Feng Hao pushed White hard from behind and got him onto the plane. His gun also fell to the ground.
"Boss..." James stretched out his hand to Feng Hao.
"boom"
Immediately after a muffled sound, Feng Hao felt a sharp pain in his chest, his heart shrank tightly, and his head felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer in an instant.
His tall body trembled and he slowed down, but his survival instinct still made him run hard towards the plane. He took out the necklace and threw it onto the plane with almost all his strength.
When he saw James holding up the necklace and waving to him, Feng Hao gave up chasing him completely.
In the darkness, the plane almost reached the ultimate distance.
Covering his heart, bright red blood flowed out from between Feng Hao's fingers. He looked up at the plane getting farther and farther away from him, and suddenly, a smile as bright as cherry blossoms appeared at the corners of his lips.
"Shoot! Shoot!"
He roared loudly, and there was severe pain in his chest. The pain made it difficult for him to breathe, and the pain made his pupils begin to dilate.
"No...I'm going to save him..." The injured White's eyes were red for a moment. He struggled to jump off the plane and struggled not to let James shoot.
If Feng Hao hadn't saved him, how could he have suffered this disaster?
"Let me go, let me go..." White screamed excitedly, and his arm was tightly held by Yassen.
"Do you want the boss's hard work to be in vain?" James gave White a hard blow with the butt of the gun, knocking him out. "Treat his wounds."
The plane roared and pulled up, throwing away the gunshots and wind.
Looking at the vast darkness, James closed his eyes, roared loudly and fired in the direction where Feng Hao made the sound just now.
The bullet did not hit Feng Hao, and he heard voices and footsteps coming from all directions.
Because he had seen the map beforehand, he knew that there was a cliff directly in front of him. He gritted his teeth and ran towards the edge of the cliff with all his remaining strength.
On steep cliffs, the wind sounds louder.
Feng Hao couldn't see anything, but he realized that if he took a few steps forward, he would fall into an abyss.
There were no more gunshots behind him. Not surprisingly, those people wanted to capture him alive. The level of abuse and humiliation if caught by these people was unimaginable.
What's more, he killed Augustine with his own hands!
Feng Hao did not hesitate, endured the pain and ran towards the cliff ahead.
…
"Feng Hao..."
…
In the whistling night wind, Feng Hao seemed to hear Xia Yucheng's voice.
She stood under the cherry blossom trees flying all over the sky, staring at him with a pair of watery, clear eyes, looking at him affectionately.
Feng Hao tried very hard to open his eyes wide and look, trying his best to look through this darkness, and then see his beloved woman from this darkness.
He wanted to replay all the times they spent together at this moment.