963, the one who should live is you 2

As if to confirm this sentence, the sound of percussion sounded twice, Situ Qinglang looked ahead, and the sound came from the end of this fork in the road.

Situ Qinglang walked forward quickly, but at the same time, He Jiaming suddenly noticed that the stone chips above his head were falling and fell on his head.

"Hey, I told that the soldier seems to be a little wrong. He Jiaming looked up, but he ate a mouthful of stone foam carelessly, he "bah" twice, and said to the figure in front of him, "Don't rush to save people first, how do I feel that this place is going to collapse!"

"Shut your crow's mouth!" Situ Qinglang squatted down near the source of the sound and listened carefully, and with two more taps, he was overjoyed and hurriedly picked up the gravel in front of him with his hand.

Situ Qinglang has a pair of very beautiful hands, the fingers are slender, the shape is very good-looking, the bones are clear and clear, the palms are warm and powerful, and the nails are always trimmed short and neat by him, but at this moment, these hands are scarred, the fingertips are bloodstained, and the nails are also worn bald.

They carry tools with them, but who dares to rush to the tools when saving people? Cautious as clear, he can only dig a little bit with his own hands, He Jiaming has no choice, so he has to quickly step forward to help.

The two of them dug and dug and dug out, and suddenly they dug out a hand, which was pale in color, and the fingertips were cold, and they trembled slightly, and the tips of the fingers were almost completely worn out, and even the nails could not be seen.

Still alive?

Both of them were stunned, and He Jiaming, who was scolding before, was cleaning up the stones as quickly as if he had changed at the moment, as if he was racing against time.

Trapped here for so long, and almost buried alive, without eating, drinking, or moving for a few days, I really don't know what kind of will this person has relied on to survive until now, the more He Jiaming thinks about it, the more moved he becomes, the more sad he becomes, and even his eyes are red.

God, give me some strength! But there must be a miracle!

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden shaking under his feet, and then a stone "snapped" on his head.

"I'll rub it-" He Jiaming burst into a foul mouth, the worry in his heart became more and more intense, Situ Qinglang also noticed that this was unusual, and said in a deep voice: "Jiaming, you go out first, I'll come here." ”

"Don't make a fuss, you think I'm going to miss this kind of thing that saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter? He Jiaming, who was still shouting to leave just now, is here to help at the moment.

He knew very well that if Qing Lang didn't know how to dig until the Year of the Monkey, the two of them would have to be faster, as long as they were in time before this collapsed......

Wait, collapse?!Aftershock?!

He Jiaming's voice trembled, and he couldn't help but remind: "Could this be ...... What a precursor to aftershocks?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden violent shaking from under their feet, followed by a roaring sound in the subway tunnel, and huge steel stones fell from the top of their heads, and the people who had just dug up were instantly buried again, leaving only a severed hand outside.

"cao-" Before He Jiaming could scold, the spotlight on the helmet on his head was smashed, Situ Qinglang grabbed him in a panic and said loudly: "Hide!

"Your uncle, tell me where the corner is!" He Jiaming was shouting, and his shoulder was suddenly hit by a stone the size of a bowl, and there was immediately a sound of bones breaking.

He screamed in pain and almost let go, but Situ Qinglang grabbed his arm and dragged him into a triangular area.

"You...... You let go—" He Jiaming cried out holding his arms.

"What kind of international joke, you ......" Situ Qinglang had not finished speaking, suddenly, a steel bar above his head was loosened, and he was passing by below with a muffled snort, but there was no trace of dodge, and the whole world suddenly darkened.

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