Looking at the safety rope that flew to his side, Taylor's eyes were full of horror.

Immediately afterwards, the catwalk suspended in mid-air rotated rapidly, much faster than the original speed.

was already staggered and unstable.

Now the catwalk is turning rapidly, and Taylor is constantly shaking on it under the gaze of more than 70,000 people.

"Ahh

There was a rapid scream from the microphone, and she fell off the runway.

"Boom!"

The exclamations of tens of thousands of people turned into a roar.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in shock, and some of them had poor psychological endurance and fell to the ground holding their chests.

Fortunately, another safety rope is still holding on.

Taylor's whole person was suspended in the air at a height of eight or nine meters, shaking with the catwalk.

She looked at the countless crowds below, at the frightened and worried looks on their faces, and time seemed to be slowed down a lot at this time.

"Save her!"

"Don't !!"

Fans were bouncing, stretching out their hands, trying to save her.

These thousands of actions are like slow motion.

Taylor looked up at the only one safety rope that was left, and it tightened under the weight of it.

The original intact rope body has an additional bevel section.

The cut is not deep, but it is fatal.

She watched in horror as the gap in the rope slowly widened, and she pushed her way up with one hand, trying to grasp the steel frame structure underneath the catwalk.

The distance is always a little bit closer, close at a late pace, and far away from the end of the world.

At this time, the exclamation blew like a tornado.

Taylor turned a deaf ear, looked at the rope with only a filament left, and closed his eyes in despair.

"Boom!"

Where she couldn't even hear clearly, she heard the sound of the rope breaking.

Fingers flicked wildly, stolen only a cloud of air.

"Ah!!h

Seeing Taylor fall, the exclamations at the scene sounded like an explosion.

She didn't care about all this, the weightlessness of the drop made her feel light all over her body, inexplicably thinking of the Ferris wheel, remembering the warm palm.

"Shhh

More than 70,000 people gasped for air, what is the concept, it is a feeling that makes people's scalps tingle.

Taylor's falling body suddenly stopped, and the familiar warmth came from his hands.

She snapped her eyes open, tears drenching her eyes.

The guy who had turned into an ugly monster was hanging upside down on the catwalk, clutching his hand.

"I'm here!"

You can only see what the other person is saying by the shape of his mouth.

Taylor nodded hurriedly, laughing, tears slipping from the corners of his eyes.

The moment the safety rope flew, Ethan sprang out like an arrow from the side of the stage.

"Runway control room!"

He covered the microphone, yelled, and threw his arms out.

In less than two seconds, he jumped to the place where the catwalk was raised, and then jumped into it.

Firmly grasping the steel frame structure with both hands, like a nimble ape, he quickly climbed up, seized the opportunity, and rolled over and threw himself on the catwalk.

It is more than two meters wide, and there is no shelter on both sides.

The sea of stars composed of glow sticks underneath is in full view.

A considerable number of people, noticing his appearance, exclaimed and cheered.

He didn't have time to think about it, and ran along the fast-turning catwalk, spreading his legs.

The distance of dozens of meters passed in a flash, and in the midst of louder and louder exclamations, he came to the end of the catwalk, and Taylor had already closed his eyes and given up struggling.

Hold the edge of the catwalk and put your toes on the steel frame.

The body swooped down, and at that moment, the rope disconnected, and he grabbed Taylor's palm firmly at the last moment.

As soon as the weight fell, his feet were almost unstable.

Seeing her burst into tears, Ethan pulled her up vigorously: "Idiot, now is not the time to cry, climb up." ”

The two of them were hanging upside down under the catwalk, shaking like a string of wind chimes.

The fans below were so frightened that they didn't dare to make any noise.

Countless mobile phones and cameras are shooting wildly on it, this kind of scene is absolutely rare.

Taylor heard the latter sentence.

She smiled with tears in her eyes, and with infinite courage, she grabbed Ethan's clothes and climbed up.

Soon, the two hung upside down and the other was hanging, looking at each other.

It's just direction, completely reversed.

Seeing his face flushed with blood and his bruised head, Taylor used the optical illusion to leave a kiss in front of the world that only two people knew.

Ethan's mind is full of black lines, it's all this time, and he is still thinking about this.

At that moment, the catwalk slowly stopped.

Their bodies also stopped shaking, and Taylor hurriedly hugged his chest, not knowing what was going on.

When Hank saw the accident, the first thing he did was to hold his ear.

Sure enough, Ethan's voice soon came.

He and Antonio next to him glanced at each other, and the two of them rushed to the catwalk control room.

At this time, the backstage has become a mess.

"Get out of the way."

Hank held his badge aloof and ran as fast as he could: "Chicago cops, get out of the way." ”

He already knows all the positions in the backstage of the concert.

Swiftly walked past the panicked-looking staff, turned a corner and came to the catwalk control room.

There were already a few people standing here, banging on the door.

"Flash to the side."

Antonio roared and pounced like a tiger, causing the men to dodge.

"Bang!"

The entire wooden door was knocked inside by him.

In front of the console, an inch-headed man was holding a chair alof, and he turned his head with a crazy look in his eyes, and he was about to smash down the instrument in front of him regardless of the ground.

"Bang."

After a crisp gunshot, Danny had an extra bullet hole in his forehead.

Red and white, splashed onto the worktop.

Danny's body shook and fell to the ground, his eyes no longer crazy, and there was a dead silence.

Hank put Glock away and strode in.

In the corner of the room, there were three people staggering, he hurriedly stepped forward, put his hand around his neck, and fortunately they were all alive.

Antonio looked at the corpse in front of him and stood up against the door.

"Think of a way."

He threw himself in front of the worktop and looked out through the glass.

From this angle, you can see the control of the entire stage, the catwalk is rising high, Ethan is hanging upside down in the air, grabbing Taylor, and the two of them are constantly dangling, which makes people shudder to watch.

"Which of you will use this console?"

Antonio looked at the instrument full of buttons and knobs, completely confused.

A staff member probed his brain and said nervously:

"It's all in there."

Hearing the man's words, Hank waved his palm without the slightest hesitation.

"Smack!"

A slap was slapped, making a crisp sound.

(End of chapter)