Confrontation in the abyss

Zhou Cho clenched Ansen's shoulder, but let go decisively, "Well, my gun is faster than yours."

"I thought you'd at least say to me, 'Don't die' or something." Anson looked disappointed.

"Hurry up and get out." Zhou Chou replaced the magazine for his gun, checked the gun, quickly and meticulously, and then waited.

All the muscles in his body tensed up, his jaw clenched and he was ready to go.

The breathing rhythm stabilized, the finger holding the trigger relaxed slightly and then turned white with tension.

Like a raging tide in the dark, it can't see the ups and downs but subverts everything.

With such a deep side face, Anson let out a little breath.

"Are we like Mr. and Mrs. Smith?"

"Shut up." Zhou Cho never understood why Anson could always talk about something at critical moments.

"Why don't you take a look at me? Maybe it's the last look."

"I remember your damn look very clearly, get out of here."

An Sen knew that he could no longer play such nasty jokes with Zhou Cho.

The one who really bears the burden and fear is never the one who rushes out first, because all the consequences will be borne by the one who pulls the trigger behind.

Anson rushed out decisively. Keller's marksmanship was extremely fast, and the first shot hit Anson hard on the shoulder.Unexpectedly, Zhou Cho got up quickly. If Keller only locked on the target when Ansen rushed out, then Zhou Cho had already repeated the moment of hitting him countless times in his mind.As Anson moved together, Zhou Cho also hit Keller on the shoulder.

Everything was in the blink of an eye, and Zhou Chou could only hear the sound of Keller pulling the trigger, the frequency of his movements, and even the trembling sound of the equipment on his body.

Every shot of Zhou Cho followed the target closely, and there was no room for the gap between the bullets. It was so compact that it seemed that the time of this life was compressed into one second.

Keller fired three shots in this second and Zhou Tiao fired four shots.

Zhou Cho's last shot hit him in the head, and all the sounds settled down at that moment.All the gunpowder smoke faded, Zhou Cho was panting, his heart was about to jump out of his chest, but he still maintained the aiming posture and stared at the direction where Keller fell.

"Anson..." Zhou Cho's eyes didn't shift in the slightest.

"Hey……"

Anson fell to the ground, "Is Keller dead?"

Zhou Cho's finger was still frozen on the trigger, "I hit his head."

"Then he should be dead." Anson staggered and stood up.

Zhou Cho turned his eyes sideways and was stunned at that moment.

Bright red blood flowed from Anson's shoulders and abdomen.

"...Aren't you wearing a body armor?"

Anson sneered, and immediately bled even more, "Try three shots at the same spot... What kind of body armor can stand it..."

Zhou Cho rushed over, tore off Anson's body armor and tried to hold down his bleeding position.

"Hey...hey...be gentle, my internal organs are about to be exploded by you..."

Zhou Cho's shoulders trembled violently.

An Sen raised the corners of his lips and kissed Zhou Cho's forehead.

"Are you crazy!"

"I'm not crazy, you pick me up quickly, we're running out of time..." Anson took off his shirt and strangled the bullet hole in his abdomen, "This way we can't die!"

Suddenly, Zhou Thou rolled over and pressed Ansen down, and then the sound of roaring explosions continued to resound, the ground under him continued to shake, the sky and the ground tilted, and the sound of collapse came from nowhere, surrounded by the sound of instruments and columns toppled.

The broken column fell weakly towards them, just as an instrument was crushed at the other end, sharp and deep sounds sounded at the same time, and Zhou Cho's eardrums hurt badly.

"Zhou Cho... Zhou Cho!"

"Well……"

An Sen crawled out from under Zhou Cho, only then did he realize that Zhou Cho's lower body was crushed under the collapsed column.

"Zhou Chi!"

"I think I still have feeling in my lower limbs." Zhou Thou struggled to climb out, but got stuck.

He raised his hand and looked at the watch whose mirror was broken, "Time is running out, you go now."

An Sen looked around as if he didn't hear Zhou Chou's words, and pulled out the exposed broken steel bars, "I'm not a superman, and I don't have that much strength. You have to find the right time to come out, or you will be smashed even worse!"

The sound of cracking still came from time to time, and it seemed that Marin was determined to turn this place into a sea purgatory.

"You go now! It's meaningless for us all to die here!"

"Why is it meaningless!" Anson began to pry the pillar that stuck Zhou Choo, "I'll count one, two, three, and you try to get out!"

"I tell you to go!"

The ceiling is cracking, iron plates and ventilation ducts are constantly falling, and everything is about to collapse.

"One...two..."

Zhou Cho thumped the ground hard, "Why are you just refusing to leave!"

"three!"

It was the first time Ansen showed such a ferocious expression, his handsome facial features were twisted together, the veins on his forehead were bulging, his arms were trembling, and the wound on his abdomen was bleeding even more.

At the moment when the pillar loosened slightly, Zhou Cho propped up his upper body and came out all of a sudden.He fell to the side, looking up at Anson's frozen figure.In this mess and darkness, his figure was unexpectedly clear.

"Let's go." Anson pulled Zhou Cho up, but Zhou Cho's left leg was broken and he couldn't stand up.

"I tell you to go...wasting all this time..."

Zhou Cho's leg hurts badly, but based on his many years of experience, although this fracture will not make him disabled, it is impossible to go through this passage to the agreed place with Leslie.

"How could it be? It's a waste of time without you." After finishing speaking, Ansen put Zhou Chip on his shoulders and rushed towards the exit.

His shoulders shook Zhou Cho's abdomen so badly that his internal organs were about to be squeezed out.It was this kind of pain that made Zhou Choo's brain more sober.

He could clearly and fatally feel Anson's shoulder shaking with pain, and he was pressing on the bullet hole in his shoulder.The blood on the shoulder pooled along the chest and the blood that kept gushing from the wound in his abdomen.

Zhou Thou blinked vigorously, and he could no longer hear other sounds in his ears, those deafening explosions, those sharp cracking sounds, those falling sand and stones that constantly provoked his nerves, in the That moment was like a voice from another world.

All he could hear was Anson's heavy breathing.

It was a struggle, a determination, a belief.

Those things that Zhou Cho thought could not possibly belong to Anson Lorenzo.

They finally rushed out of the passage, but the ground they got out of had completely collapsed, leaving only a balance beam.

Looking down, the scorching temperature came across the surface.The underground bases had completely become a sea of ​​flames.

Anson panted and laughed, "Look, how strong my base is, even if it is blown up, the beams will still stand..."

The heat in the ground was raging, and there was constant biting hot wind blowing across their cheeks.

"Let me go, this is your last chance. Take me with you..." Zhou Cho patted An Sen.

"I want to have a cigar." Anson put down Zhou Chip, he was bleeding too much, and he was a little unsteady.Anson looked outside, and could faintly see the helicopter circling and preparing to leave.

"Rush over and you'll be able to smoke cigars. And the 80-year-old Lafite, and your caviar, and the coffee you spent all morning grinding and brewing, and the Baja..."

Many times in life are choices.

"Yeah." Anson squatted down in front of Zhou Zhou, pulling his arm around his neck.

"Hey, hey! You've bled so much, you don't have the strength to carry me on your back."

Anson struggled for a long time, but couldn't stand up.

"So I said, stop being attached. I believe that you love me, okay? I really believe that you love me. But I only smoke cheap cigarettes that cost five dollars a pack, I am not used to drinking champagne and red wine, and I eat business meals... No matter what you prove to me is meaningless..." At this time Zhou Cho also became anxious, and if the stalemate continued, it was hard to say whether the crossbeam would still be there, but the Interpol helicopter would definitely leave.

"Can you stop moving!" Anson suddenly roared.

In the next second, he staggered back Zhou Tiao, with absolute momentum.It's like the end of a Hollywood blockbuster movie.

Zhou Zhao couldn't see his face, only the scorching air almost evaporated all his blood.

Anson said nothing more.

His body was swaying, and when he stepped on the beam for the first time, Zhou Tzu hugged his shoulders tightly, "Don't die."

Stepping on the second step, Anson replied, "Even if I want to go to hell, I will send you ashore first."

He thought he would say that before he went to hell he would be dragged down too.

Anson's every step was trembling, and every step was unexpectedly steady.

Another violent explosion came from below them, the heat wave surged up, and almost swept them all down the moment it fell back.

Anson swayed with the crossbar and they lost their balance.

Zhou Tzu slowly closed his eyes.

If this is what it feels like to go to hell, Zhou Cho suddenly feels that it is not so bad.

The expected feeling of weightlessness did not come, Anson regained his center of gravity with perseverance, and continued to move forward.

He lowered his head, Zhou Cho knew he was dying.

At that moment, Zhou Cho thought of Emily who fell into the deep water with the Hummer.She pushed away her picture violently.

Zhou Cho hadn't understood what she said when she fell into the darkness, but at this moment, he suddenly understood.

Anson trembled violently with every step, as if he would kneel down at any moment.

Zhou Thou whispered next to his ear, softly:

"Live for me."

Anson didn't answer anything, he just turned the chip up more vigorously.

It seems that only the weight of Zhou Tiao can remind him why he is moving forward.

The blazing flames under his feet tore An Sen's side face, and Zhou Tuo slowly stuck to the back of his head.

A short length of 12 meters is as long as a lifetime.

When they rushed out of the base, the helicopter had already taken off.

The rope ladder fell from a high altitude. An Sen tried his best to let Zhou Cho hold the rope ladder. He could finally relax after the weight was removed, as if everything was unimportant. The crackling sound behind him was like an echo of another world. The sunlight in the sky It made him close his eyes.The moment he fell, Zhou Tiao grabbed his wrist.

"Fuck! Can't you hold on to this last blow!" Zhou Cho shouted viciously.

An Sen grabbed the rope ladder, and Zhou Cho finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The helicopter gradually sailed to the surface of the sea, and the sea research base continued to make bursting sounds, like a roaring volcano.

Zhou Cho lowered his head to look at An Sen's head. He straddled the rope ladder, motionless, as if he was asleep.

But Zhou Cho's heart turned cold.Anson's trousers were completely stained red with blood from his abdomen.

The helicopter put them on the speedboat sent by Interpol, but Anson had passed out at this time.

"Ansen! Ansen! Wake up! We're out! Did you see it!" Zhou Tiao lay beside Ansen and patted his cheek.

"Hurry up, give him a blood transfusion!"

"Strengthening needle!"

Ten minutes later, another speedboat joined them. Richard and his medical team were on board.

Eight hours later, Zhou Cho was lying on the bed, his left leg was hung high and covered with a thick plaster cast.

There were very regular footsteps in the corridor, and a tall figure in camouflage uniform came to Zhou Cho's hospital bed.

"You're lucky. Very bad fracture, needs repair and rehabilitation, but not crippled, though you probably won't be chasing some arms smuggler all day like Jones again."

Zhou Choo turned his face to the side and smiled, "I've never been a hero, Leslie."

Leslie sat down on the edge of his bed, hands on knees, back straight, straight and serious.

"I used to hate Anson Lorenzo. His flamboyance, his extravagance, his cynicism, and his seemingly insincere sincerity. You know what? I can do it for you too, even if it's bloody, as long as it's With one breath, I must take you away from that dangerous place."

"I'm not a delicate princess, and I don't need the 24-hour personal protection of knights."

"At least you choose him, I don't feel so uncomfortable."

Zhou Cho shook his head, "Leslie... this is not a choice, because there is no option in front of me from the beginning to the end. He is Anson Lorenzo, you are Leslie Ives... and I am Zhou Choo .”

Leslie fell into a long silence.

The sun was setting, and the thin orange sunlight was projected on his side face through the gap in the curtains.A little soft and a little lonely.

"Aren't you going to see him? He's still in a coma."

Zhou Tzu shrugged his shoulders, "No plan. That guy finally got everything he wanted, so he won't be willing to let go and go to hell like this!"

Leslie pulled two cans of beer from the plastic bag at his feet.

"Regard Zhou Zhou."

Zhou Choo smiled and toasted together, "To Leslie."

A month later, Malin Homan was arrested again.What awaited him was no longer a so-called mental sanatorium, but a federal prison.

Zhou Cho's plaster cast hadn't been removed yet, and when he came to the prison gate to register for a visit with a cane, a wheelchair came behind him.

"You know? I've always been very troubled that I almost bleed to death because of you, but my beloved Zhou Chou didn't even visit me when I was unconscious, and even swaggered on the special plane of Interpol I left." Anson's voice was full of grievances, this was the first time they met in more than a month.

"I thought you would come to my apartment impatiently to ask questions." Zhou Cho said indifferently, "By the way, do you have any old friends in this prison?"

"Ah, I didn't. I just came here specially to protect you from meeting your old classmates." Anson was still personable, with elegant manners but naturally without any sense of artificiality, as if he was born this way.

"I don't think Marin is more dangerous than you."

"Yeah..." An Sen came to Zhou Chou, knelt down, turned his head and kissed Zhou Chou's lips lightly, "He will never be able to kiss you like I do."

Zhou Cho didn't refuse, but just closed his eyes.He has never calmed down to feel Anson Lorenzo like this. In fact, his lips are very soft, and his breath is like a gust of wind lingering over the green field, calm and pure.

"Ah... I suddenly thought, maybe this moment is what I live for." Anson chuckled.

"Let's go." Zhou Tzu smiled, abandoning all burdens with ease.

In the visiting room, two prison guards brought Marin in.

He pulled the corners of his lips and glanced at Zhou Cho and An Sen.

"Hey, Marin, your orange clothes are the same as those rough men outside on the playground. It really doesn't match your artistic beauty." Anson said ironically in a singing tone.

Marin didn't show an angry expression, he just watched Zhou Chou quietly.

"Do you know that choosing this man is choosing to fall into the abyss? You will no longer be what you used to be." Marin showed his usual gentle and youthful expression.

"People usually think the abyss is too deep because their eyes aren't deep enough. I'll keep looking at him, and I can see as deep as he is, so he's not an abyss."

Marrington was there, as if he understood something, and as if he would never understand it.

Zhou Chou bumped An Sen who was on the side with his elbow, and said calmly, "I'm done talking to him, I'm leaving."

"So fast? I haven't ridiculed him enough yet." An Sen smiled knowingly, and pushed Zhou Chou out of the visiting room.

Marin was walking in the long corridor, his shadow was drawn very long, running in the opposite direction from Zhou Chou.

Coming outside the prison, An Sen stroked Zhou Cho's forehead with his fingers, "The weather is nice today, do you want to go somewhere to eat?"

"Okay."

"I kind of miss caviar."

"I want to eat barbecue."

"Grilling smells all over me."

"You don't have to go."

"Okay, I'll let Richard prepare the red wine I like."

"I only drink beer."

"Okay...what's the smell of smoke on you? It doesn't look like cigarettes or cigars..."

"Camels. One cigar of yours is enough for a lifetime of camels."

"Zhou Cho... You should smoke better cigarettes. I'm going to live a long time, and I don't want you to die early because of smoking cheap cigarettes."

"Does it make any difference whether I die early or late?"

"Of course there is a difference. The longer you live, the longer you can love me."

"Won't you love me when I die?"

"If you die, I will make your ashes into diamonds and carry them with me every day."

"Then I still don't want to die."

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