Jian Xia shouted at Xia Shang with all her heart, " "Sister, come and help."
Xia Shang looked at her watch. it's been so long since you called me. You still haven't found out? "
"It's Yingluo, yes Yingluo, brother Yingluo is buried deep."
"He's been buried for 15 minutes. He should be dead by now, right?"
Jian Xia felt that her sister had already found out, but she had no choice. She had to act until the end.
"Maybe Yingluo can still be saved."
Xia Shang crossed her arms and looked at the two security guards who had driven them over in the tour car. "You guys are professionals, I'll leave it to you guys."
The two security guards were holding professional measuring tools. With a light poke of about 50 centimeters, they detected the person. Then, in just ten seconds, they pulled the person out of the snow.
