The dense bullets almost stuck to Ye Qingyan and hit the ground.

At this moment of crisis, I suddenly heard a girl's voice.

"Everyone follow me!"

Wang Ying led the prisoners behind her, jumped over the pile of corpses, and rushed out of the staircase.

All guns were raised, and they were shooting at the helicopters.

Even if the helicopter has fierce firepower before, it only has one machine gun, and in the face of the crazy shooting of so many people, of course, it is not an opponent.

The gunner, who was standing on the side of the cabin, was quickly hit and fell.

Then, the tail of the helicopter was hit and caught fire.

After a small explosion in the air, the helicopter, which lost its balance, suddenly planted towards the corner of the platform.

"Boom!" There was a violent explosion, and for a time the flames were in the sky.

However, this is not the end of the story.

On the other side of the platform, several new helicopters were hovering in the air, and mercenaries who had come to support them were parachuted down.

Faced with the support of so many mercenaries, many people sweated nervously, and some wanted to save their lives and return to prison again.

Suddenly, there was a loud buzz in the west.

Dense black dots flew towards this direction.

It's a helicopter swarm.

"Oh my God, that's how many mercenaries are backing up." A lot of people have weak legs.

Suddenly, a few sparks lit up in the helicopter group in the distance, and it was a missile being launched.

Then, traces of missiles flew through the sky.

Some closed their eyes and knelt on the ground in prayer, but the explosions did not happen.

It's at the edge of the platform.

The helicopters of the mercenaries were hit by missiles.

In the crowd, there were bursts of exclamations.

The dense helicopter group is flying here at a rapid pace, rapidly expanding.

The logo on the black helicopter has already made the trainees on the platform cheer.

The prisoners didn't recognize the sign, but the cadets of the Secret Service Academy did.

The helicopter got closer and closer, and Ye Qingyan saw that the hatch of a helicopter was open.

Against the light, a man in a black military uniform was half-crouching.

He grabbed the hatch with one hand, ready to leap down.

The hem of the black military coat slapped hard against the helicopter's cabin in the fierce wind.

That handsome face, black eyes, kept staring at her on the platform, never looking away.

Although the last time he left, Ye Qingyan tied him with a wire in the bathroom.

Even if we were separated last time, it was so unpleasant.

But at this moment, Ye Qingyan saw him and felt his heartbeat quicken.

A heartfelt smile also hung on his face.

A strong whirlwind when the helicopter landed, making everyone raise their arms to cover their eyes.

When Li Shaoze jumped out of the helicopter, when he rushed towards her and hugged her tightly with open arms, she didn't dodge.

The sun is about to set, adding a beautiful backdrop to the picture.

On the platform, Li Shaoze hugged Ye Qingyan tightly.

The sea breeze ruffled their hair, making their military coats dance wildly in the wind.

"Qingyan, I'm sorry, I'm late." His voice was still magnetic.

"It's not too late, it's just right." Ye Qingyan's chin was pressed against his chest.

Li Shaoze let go of her, held her shoulders, and looked at each other.

Ye Qingyan saw it, and the tenderness in his eyes was rolling.

It's like the end of an American blockbuster, there's the sea, there's the helicopter, there's the sunset, and there's the silhouette of two people together.

It's just an affectionate kiss.

Li Shaoze's hand caressed the side of her face, he was about to do this, just like every movie, there is a happy ending.