"Uncle... Are you going to take me to jump down there?" Xie Zhiyao calmly looked at the tall building beneath her feet, then at the ashen face of the man!
The man exhibited an odd kind of excitement, "I cannot provide for myself, let alone my daughter. What's the point of living? Little girl, life is very hard. If you jump with me, you'll be freed!"
As soon as Xie Zhiyao heard him, she quickly turned her head and bit the man's hand that was holding her shoulder. When the man let go in pain, she couldn't run away because her hands and feet were bound. She had no choice but to hop forward with difficulty, like a zombie!
"Don't run—" The man instinctively reached out to grab her, just as he lifted his foot, a gunshot suddenly rang out, and the man fell to the ground with a thud.
Xie Zhiyao, frightened by the gunshot, shrank her shoulders and remained still. Just as she was about to turn around to see what had happened, Xie Qishan hurried over and promptly carried her to safety.
