"Are you ready?" He Jun stood near the windowsill and roared loudly, his voice hysterical.

He didn't want to make himself look too anxious, but he was about to jump out of the window, and it was impossible not to worry about it as an individual, except for systematically trained professionals.

Until now, he was still struggling with his decision, but he had made up his mind and had no idea of changing his mind.

It's not that he isn't afraid, but he knows better than anyone that today's difficulties are just small meanings, and that the situation that needs to be faced in the future will be a hundred times more complicated, a hundred times more difficult, a hundred times more embarrassing, and a hundred times more dangerous than today!

If he retreats today, what will he do in a similar situation in the future? Keep holding back? What about when there is no way back?

Taking a step back in exchange for a temporary tranquility, and further adventure, it is possible to exchange for a bright future!

He Junning could fight for a future with his life, and he didn't want to die in a nest.

"That's it!" Beanzi wrapped the cloth rope around his hand twice, making sure that he would never let go of his hand before answering loudly.

He Jun didn't see the bean's movements, and took several deep breaths in a row, but he couldn't calm down his emotions that couldn't tell whether he was agitated or frightened, he had to comfort himself by muttering to himself "It's okay" while taking a deep breath.

After chattering for half a minute, He Jun felt a little calmer: "I'm going down!" ”

The gangster trio immediately tightened their already clenched hands tightly, waiting for He Jun to jump down.

He Jun stepped on the windowsill with both hands on the window frame, this step was sonorous and powerful, but his eyes swept out of the window, and his powerful hands and feet immediately hit back to the prototype, becoming softer than noodles.

He used almost all his self-control to keep himself expressionless, if it weren't for the gangster trio behind him, he would definitely not be able to pretend to be so calm, and there was a great possibility of collapsing on the spot.

Looking back at the cloth rope in the hands of the gangster trio, and then looking at the DIY version of the seat belt on his body, He Jun's already restless heart became even more worried.

Although the other end of the cloth rope had been fixed, he was still not very relieved about the six hands of the gangster trio, probably in a hurry, He Jun suddenly jumped off the windowsill and picked up his axe in the stunned gaze of the gangster trio.

"Brother He?" Tape shouted in confusion.

If He Jun repented, then he should have taken off his seat belt, but He Jun didn't do it, so Douzi couldn't figure out what he wanted to do.

"It's fine." He Jun tried his best to make his voice appear calmer, but after the words came out, there was still an obvious distraction.

Liangzi said with a clear face: "Does Brother He want to use an axe to smash the glass on the ninth floor?" ”

The method of prying the window sounds good, but the gangster trio is not capable of pulling He Jun up from below, and if the window does not work, smashing the glass is also a good choice.

Liangzi obviously didn't know that all the used in this building was tempered glass, and there was no place to borrow power in the air, even if He Jun brought the axe up, he might not be able to smash the glass.

Moreover, the weight of a DIY axe is not high, so instead of smashing glass with an axe, it is better to bring a claw hammer.

He Jun wanted to laugh very much, but he really couldn't laugh, so he simply shook his axe expressionlessly and said, "Add an insurance to you!" ”

There was a very obvious distrust in his words, but no one in the gangster trio expressed disagreement about it, there was no way, who let the three of them go wrong in the experiment just now, and the distrust was also their own fault.

In contrast, Douzi is more concerned about what He Jun means by insurance.

He Jun stepped back on the window sill, holding the window frame with one hand, and stepped up with one foot to straddle the window frame, half of his body was outside and half of his body was inside, and the gangster trio immediately re-grasped the cloth rope.

The sun was already clearly tilting westward, He Jun looked at the direction of the sun and took a sharp breath, held the axe upside down, and used it as an axe handle to wrap around the cloth rope, so that the cloth rope circled on the rolling pin, and then found a suitable position to clamp the axe handle on the window frame, making a simple device to increase friction resistance, so that the gangster trio could use a relatively small force to hold the cloth rope to avoid accidents.

Everything was ready for a leap, He Jun grinned at the gangster trio, learning the appearance of the special forces on TV, grasping the cloth rope with both hands, and awkwardly adjusting himself to face the wall and step on the wall with two feet.

He glanced down in fear, and immediately withdrew his gaze in fear, almost giving up his action and returning to the room, but finally managed to control the feeling of fear, swallowed nervously, and then said with a tragic blow up a bunker with a blocked gun's eye: "Release, release slowly!" ”

The gangster trio immediately went into action, but instead of three people putting the rope together, one person turned his hand, and the other two people still held on to the rope, and then the second person turned his hand, and then the third person turned his hand, and after all six hands were poured, the three of them would send the rope out a little together.

Although this is slower, it can avoid the accidental slip caused by the three people turning their hands together, and ensure He Jun's safety to the greatest extent.

Although the strength of the cloth rope can hang He Jun, it is difficult to say whether it can withstand the impact force after a short fall - for the sake of safety, any accident must be avoided as much as possible.

The gangster trio released a rope, and He Jun slowly moved down a little, although it was not easy to control his stance with only one rope in mid-air, and he had to use his feet to control his posture as much as possible.

This kind of thing seems easier said than done, but the slow speed gave him enough reaction time, and he finally maintained a roughly correct downward posture, and he didn't lose control halfway and fell on the wall.

After descending several times in a row, He Jun finally found a trick, and his movements became a little more natural and smooth.

Although the gangster trio only released their arms for a distance at a time, they didn't descend a few times, and He Jun descended to the window on the tenth floor.

He looked out the window curiously, but the nasty sunlight made it impossible for him to see the room.

Residents of people, even if it is a blue sky and white day, will generally tighten the curtains, in addition to blocking the eyes of the outside world, there is also the intention of blocking the sun.

There were no curtains on the tenth floor, but He Jun didn't dare to use the curtains to judge whether there was anyone in the room, so he simply yelled: "Stop!" ”

The gangster trio immediately stopped.

Fortunately, He Jun temporarily added an insurance before leaving, otherwise it is really hard to say whether the three of them could pull the cloth rope like this and remain motionless.