Chapter 452 Don’t Steal Years, Only Steal Love 39
"You want to threaten me, what's the use of pointing a gun at him? I care about his life?" Li Ge sneered.

"You will." She put the muzzle of the gun on the middle-aged man's head, raised her eyebrows and said disdainfully.

Li Ge didn't speak, but looked at her indifferently.

While looking at each other, Brother Li suddenly burst out laughing. He put away his gun and asked with a smile, "When did you find out?"

"You don't care about their life or death, and you are not a person who can be so humane as to tell stories to captives." Mo Ru squinted at the middle-aged man who said nothing at the gunpoint: "So your story actually starts from beginning to end. In the end, I told your real boss. It’s a pity that you, the boss, don’t have any skills. Instead of being with you, it’s safer to mix with the tour group, isn’t it?”

"That's right." Li Ge smiled and applauded, then turned around and looked at the young man who was still holding the dying middle-aged man: "But the one over there is your man, and if I want to shoot, I want to save him." He, but you? You are killing him. Guess how long this rope will last?"

Mo Ru looked at the young man hanging in mid-air without saying a word.

Ziqi grabbed the swinging rope with one hand, and grabbed the man's back collar with the other hand, struggling to hold it tighter.

He frowned tightly and said nothing.

But they have only advanced to less than a quarter of this distance, and the chances of the two of them reaching the other side are almost zero.

Without waiting for him, Ziqi hurriedly shook his arm, and the middle-aged man screamed and swayed from side to side under the sway of his arm, and the rope on their heads shook even more violently.

In the exclamation of the middle-aged man, he let go of his hand——

"what!!!"

The heart-piercing roar of the middle-aged man made Mo Ru, who was standing in the distance, frowned. She finally put down the gun pointed at the people around her, but her eyes followed the man on the rope all the time.

The middle-aged man who had no strength for a long time closed his eyes, thinking that he would fall into the Gu pool and be eaten to nothing, but he never thought that he would fall heavily to the ground.

He opened his eyes in surprise, and found that he had returned to the original place—it turned out that the man had used the inertia of the shaking to throw himself back to the starting point.

Without his drag, the rope gradually regained its calm, and the man finally crawled along the rope to the side of the crowd little by little.

The middle-aged man who was still opposite looked at the crowd, hesitating and not knowing what to do.

"Just wait there." Ziqi said without looking back after taking off the rope around his waist.

But before his rope was untied, someone had already jumped into his arms.

His surprised movements froze, and it took him a while to lower his eyes and embrace her in his arms.

"Why...are you so good today?"

The gentleness in his words made those who were resting and recuperating looked sideways.

"Maybe it's because I like you more today." Mo Ru suddenly smiled.

Ziqi didn't speak, but hugged her even tighter, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, as if the glacier had melted for thousands of years.

"Hey, are you two getting along now?" Brother Li packed his luggage and raised his eyebrows: "When I was about to save you just now, this woman was afraid that you wouldn't live too long."

Mo Ru didn't want to pay attention to this group of people, so naturally she didn't answer his words.

Ziqi lowered his head and kissed the girl in his arms gently on the head, smiling unrulyly with that youthful smile: "She's still here, how can I be willing to die."

(End of this chapter)

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