After song qingxiao climbed up, she leaned against the cliff and panted.
The moment Mr. Zhou let go, he lost the protection he could rely on. He was shocked and his hands instinctively clenched.
His luck was pretty good. As his hands fumbled around, he lifted the locked silver suitcase and threw it up. It hit the tree with a 'clang' and slid down with a 'whoosh', the chain hanging in the middle of the branch.
When Mr. Zhou was falling again, the silver suitcase moved horizontally and got stuck in the tree.
With a clang after the chain was tightened, it stopped Mr. Zhou's sliding speed.
"Ah ..." Although Mr. Zhou's body had stabilized, he still let out a heart-wrenching scream.
He locked the box to his wrist. After the box was stuck, his body slid down from the moss.
The bones of the wrist could not bear this weight, and the bones between the wrists made a chilling tearing sound. From the skin between the wrists, the broken bones could be clearly seen.
