"Lin Zhi, get out of my way, don't block the door, get down here..."
Mia missed Long Linger with her shot, stomping her feet in anger, cursing loudly outside until her voice went hoarse, but Lin Zhi still didn't move. In her madness, she fired another shot.
Lin Zhi's figure blocked the helicopter door. Hit once more, his body swayed, about to collapse, even Sunny could feel the sadness, he cried out in fear.
Long Linger's tears welled up, she grabbed Lin Zhi's hand, shouting uncontrollably, "Get up here, Lin Zhi, come up, you fool!"
Lin Zhi still held onto the handle with both hands, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
He tightly gripped Long Linger's hand, saying in a low voice, "Linger, I'm serious!"
"What? Lin Zhi, come up now, you'll die, you'll die! Stop talking!"
