C1388 Bao Si Likes the Sound of Ripping Silk
C1388 Bao Si Likes the Sound of Ripping Silk
This height couldn't be considered very high in Beijing, but when a person jumped off the rooftop and fell on the concrete floor, a loud bang could be heard as the body turned into a meat patty, causing a slight earthquake within a radius of three meters.
Chiang Morann naturally understood such a simple logic.
For example, this was the first time she had come to such a high balcony. She casually sat in front of the fence and stared blankly at the sky. She was practically motionless for the entire night.
Yue Zitong was the head of the Yue Clan in Beijing.
She was Lee Nanfang's real girlfriend.
Even a seductive and powerful existence like Miss Helan Family could only be a small fry for Lee Nanfang. What right did Chiang Morann, who came from a normal family, have to compete with her for a man?
That's not right.
Not only did Chiang Morann not compete with Yue Zitong for the right to be a man, she didn't even have the right to be a child for Lee Nanfang, just like Helan Xiaoxin.
Otherwise, even though she was protected by Jinghong Ming, Lee Nanfang still cherished her. However, with Patriarch Yue's identity, status, and tricks, he could still mess with her.
Unless she left Lee Nanfang.
But without Lee Nanfang, Sister Morann felt that she would die.
No kidding.
For the better part of half a year that Lee Nanfang faked his death overseas last year, Chiang Morann had been living the life of a zombie.
If it weren't for Mrs. Jinghong's concern and the fact that she had been closely monitoring her, even if she had eight lives, she would have already been crushed by the wheels.
Therefore, since she was going to die without Lee Nanfang, why not go and die now?
If he died a day earlier, he would die two hours earlier. Even if it was just a second, he would suffer one less second, two hours, and one more day's worth of pain.
Chiang Morann's eyes gradually became cold as she thought about this' simple 'principle.
On this morning in the east, when the sky was suffused with morning clouds, she could clearly feel a power that came from the underworld.
This power, possibly called 'release', made her completely ignore it. Why did she never seriously think about why she couldn't be without Lee Nanfang? She only bewitched her as she slowly stood up from the rooftop and looked under the fence.
The morning in Beijing was so beautiful.
But that place should be even more beautiful, right?
That place was the Underworld.
If that place wasn't beautiful, why hadn't anyone come back after so many people had gone there?
In an instant, death had become a strong temptation to Chiang Morann.
Then she slowly opened her arms.
He closed his eyes.
He lightly exhaled the last breath of air in his lungs, and just like a leaf being blown by the morning breeze, he plunged into the balcony of the tall building.
Flying.
The feeling of flying to death was so beautiful.
Chiang Morann, who had her eyes closed, was actually able to think as she listened to the fierce wind by her ear, and the corner of her mouth hooked into a smile …
It seemed to her that the wind she had heard when she plunged into the air was something like a curtain being torn apart.
"Could it be that I was Bao Si in my previous life?"
Chiang Morann thought in her heart.
Bao Si, as the most beloved concubine of King You of Zhou, has been in the history of China for generations.
In the past, Lao Zhou -- temporarily called Lao Zhou.
Lao Zhou, in order to please the ever-locked Bao Si, discovered that she liked the sound of silk being torn apart, and ordered the palace maids to tear the silk for her every day.
Later on, when Bao was also not interested in the sound of silk ripping, Lao Zhou came up with a new move.
It was the famous Duke of Fire Beacon.
After that, Lao Zhou and Bao Mei were captured alive.
That was why Chiang Morann felt that she might be the reincarnation of Bao Si, who especially liked hearing the sound of silk being torn apart.
Lee Nanfang did not like the sound.
Compared to the sound of him riding on women and letting them softly sing, the sound of the silk tearing was simply too weak to be heard.
But now, he had to listen.
Even if he didn't listen, he still had to listen!
When he was standing in front of the window in the corridor, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath of fresh air. When he heard the sound of breaking wind from the high altitude outside the window, he instinctively opened his eyes.
Then, he saw a person.
Just like the absolute male lead, Iron Arms, from the top up and down, in Last Century 'seventies and eighties' popular Dongyang cartoons.
"F * ck, someone is thinking too much and jumping off a building to commit suicide!"
This idea flashed across Lee Nanfang's mind like a flash of lightning. His strong instinct prompted him to suddenly grab the curtain that was pulled to the wall and tear it apart!
Sizzle.
An ear-piercing sound of silk being torn was heard.
The material of the curtains, which should have been quite good, had been torn from the inside by his fierce force, as the curtains were especially strong.
Before the sound of the curtain being torn could even be heard, half of the curtain had turned into a flood dragon and flew out of the window.
At this moment, the person who fell from the sky had already slipped past the window and fallen towards the fifth floor where Lee Nanfang was.
If this person had something like a flame propeller installed on his feet, it would let his falling speed surpass the gravity and accelerate his descent.
That way, no matter how fast Lee Nanfang's reaction was, he wouldn't be able to use the curtain that turned into a flood dragon to wrap around her ankle in time.
Fortunately, Chiang Morann wasn't the iron-armed Tong Mu in the cartoon, so she didn't have a flame propeller installed on the soles of her feet. It was only because of this that she was able to get the curtain thrown by Lee Nanfang and wrap it around her ankle.
However, she had jumped from a height of more than 20 floors. When she landed on the sixth floor, she was affected by the strong gravitational pull of the earth's core. A single curtain could not stop her.
Sssii! *
When the sound of silk ripping rang out again, Lee Nanfang, who was lying by the window, was almost pulled out of the window by the huge force that came from the curtain.
Luckily, Lee Nanfang still had some skills. He reached out his left hand in time to support the wall.
Even so, he had no intention of letting go of the curtains.
No matter who jumped off the building, Lee Nanfang would not let go of the curtain even if his right arm was dislocated by the huge force.
Saving a life was better than building a seven-layered pagoda.
Brother, you are so willful.
Lee Nanfang was very determined to save her, but he couldn't do anything about the curtains.
After the huge force was exerted, the curtain was actually forcibly torn apart from the middle.
Lee Nanfang definitely did his best, but he canceled out 80% of the inertia that the person created when he jumped down.
He could only stare at the person in front of him as his body once again descended.
At this moment, no matter how fast Lee Nanfang's reaction was, he couldn't get Lee Nanfang to jump out of the window. He used his toes to hook onto the window and grabbed onto that person's feet with his hands.
Moreover, after the curtain suddenly broke, he was forcefully pushed down and squatted down abruptly towards the back.
Just as he was about to sit on the ground, he heard two women's screams coming from outside the window.
In other words, there were at least two women who jumped off the building when they saw this person.
Moreover, this woman's cry sounded almost at the same instant. It sounded so familiar.
Who is it?
When Lee Nanfang thought of those two words, his right hand fell to the ground first.
Kacha ~! An ox-head is an ox-head.
Lee Nanfang's dislocated right arm was automatically reset as he tried to save the person who fell from the building.
Of course, it still hurts when the dislocated arm is restored.
But this pain is nothing, said the sailor.
The moment his right arm was restored, he used the force of his palm to leap towards the window.
The moment Lee Nanfang stuck his head out, he saw a grey Great Crow. Okay, it was a person.
A person wearing a green and gray outfit, just like Great Crow, jumped up from the ground, opened his arms, and hugged the person that stopped at the fifth floor window and fell again.
"Damn, who is this?"
Lee Nanfang, who saw this with his own eyes, was quite shocked.
He couldn't help but be shocked.
Because of his interference, the person that jumped down from the sky seemed to jump down from the fifth floor. The inertia it brought was less than one-fifth of what Lee Nanfang had just endured.
No matter what, it was the fifth floor, a dozen meters in the air.
Without a pair of arms, you can lift the strength of an ox -- can you catch a jumper?
The most critical problem was that this person couldn't jump up high enough to do it.
Even Lee Nanfang couldn't do it.
Even his teacher, Xie Qingshang, couldn't do it.
Other than the great devil Yang Xiao, only Hu Mietang was able to accomplish this in the entire world.
"Heh, it really is Lao Hu!"
Just as Lee Nanfang was thinking of this, the man who hugged the fallen person jumped up into the air like gray Great Crow. As he flipped over, he raised his head and happened to exchange a glance with him.
Lee Nanfang felt that his reaction was simply too f * cking fast.
This was almost as close as a quantum computer.
Just as he thought about who was the only one who could do this action other than Lao Hu, Hu Mietang's face that was in need of a beating appeared.
Lao Hu was Lao Hu.
The heavens and the earth were unique.
He had jumped more than ten meters away and landed about three meters from the ground. He did a suave somersault and threw his arms up after he got rid of some of the inertia.
At this moment, the inertia that Chiang Morann had created weighed at least five hundred pounds.
Lao Hu was able to withstand a mere five hundred pounds. At most, they would both fall to the ground and squat down on the ground.
But who was Lao Hu?
No matter who he was, it didn't matter too much.
The most important thing was that Lao Hu, who had always paid attention to his own class, did not want to squat on the ground and make a mess just because of something as insignificant as saving someone.
Therefore, he took advantage of the turn of his collar and threw the person in his arms out.
The moment he exerted force, the inertia caused by the person who fell from the tower pressed down on him.
It caused his body to fall rapidly.
Gray Great Crow immediately turned into a giant bat and flew out a few meters after spinning in mid-air. Before he landed, his right foot suddenly tapped on the east pillar of the clinic's lobby.
Immediately, he lunged forward again.
At this time, the distance between him and the ground, which was only two meters high, just happened to be when the person he threw out landed again.
He only saw!
Lao Hu gently held the man in his arms and then firmly landed on the ground. With a 360 degree turn, he lost the last bit of his strength.
The series of actions Lao Hu did when he was trying to save someone was quite troublesome. In fact, it was done in the blink of an eye.
The screams of the two women hadn't died down yet.
"Ai, what a pity, other than these two little girls in front of me, there are no other onlookers, nor are there any reporters who can take a picture of the unparalleled grace I, Lao Hu, showed when I saved them."
Lao Hu sighed regretfully and looked down at the person in his arms.
[What a beautiful little girl. You want to live for the sake of Mao?]
How strange.
This was Lao Hu's first reaction when he saw Chiang Morann's pale face with her eyes closed.
But before he could react, he heard someone from the side shout, "It's, it's Chiang Morann!"
"Chiang Morann?"
Lao Hu froze for a moment, then he suddenly realized something: "Damn, is this Lee Nanfang's six great souls, the little lover in General Department?"