The trainee starts by splitting bricks with bare hands

"Sir, there are only small boxes left in our shop. It happens that there are only three of you. Can I arrange a small box for you?"

"can."

Han Lan nodded, and the waiter smiled and helped them lead them to the second floor.

Perhaps because he was afraid that his actions just now would offend the guests, the waiter also took the initiative to explain the situation there to them along the way, hoping to divert the attention of the guests a little bit through the conversation and forget about what happened just now.

It turned out that there was no falling from the building, but someone jumping off the building.

Hearing that he was dismissed early, he wanted to jump off the building when he couldn't think about it for a while.

Jumping from dozens of floors, even if there is a life-saving air cushion underneath, it is useless.

The waiter was also very measured in chatting, just briefly talked about the situation, without adding too much personal opinion and discussion, led them into the box and began to help them order.

Han Lan also seemed not very interested in the matter of jumping off the building over there. He listened to the waiter's introduction and just listened casually. Witnessed life and death.

The waiter also felt that this person was a little cold, but he still helped him order the dishes with a smile, and then politely retreated, closing the door of the box from the outside.

"Han Shuai, can you still eat? Will that person die just now?" Fang Qiaorui couldn't help but asked again.

"Jump down dozens of floors, what do you think?" Han Lan poured herself a glass of water and drank it first, glanced at Fang Qiaorui's pale face, and said speechlessly, "Sister Qiaorui, what are you doing? Seeing a figure fall down, you shouldn’t be so frightened.”

"Han Shuai, you are very sympathetic!" Fang Qiaorui curled her lips and said.

Conditions seem to be a little better.

"What's the difference between sympathy and sympathy? Life has been difficult for everyone for decades. Some people think that death is a relief, so do you need your sympathy?"

Fang Qiaorui choked, then glanced at Li Mingbo again, and found that this guy was also unresponsive.

Together, these two people are bearish about life and death, and she is just lamenting to Jill

"Han Shuai, I heard from the waiter that he jumped off the building because he lost his job, right? I'm afraid it's more than just his job? If it's not that he can't live anymore, who would want to die?" Fang Qiaorui said again.

Obviously, I still feel that Han Lan's performance is too cold-blooded. Even if I don't sympathize, I shouldn't have watched someone jump off the building with my own eyes and have no reaction at all, right?

"Yeah, if it's not true that you can't live, who would want to die?" Han Lan seemed to have thought of something, smiled helplessly, and shook her head.

But seeing too many dead people, he really can't feel any sympathy.

What tragedies haven't you seen on the continent of Africa back then?

On the contrary, some look down on those who choose to commit suicide.

Some people want to live but have no way to live, and some people obviously have a way to live but are unwilling to find it.

No matter how sad Kaner is, can it be more difficult than someone holding a gun to your head and lying next to your relative's disheveled corpse?

"Sister Qiaorui, if you can't think about it someday in the future, don't choose to jump off the building. If you fall from such a height, it will be a mosaic. Brains, eyeballs, internal organs, and bones will all burst out. , as bloody as bloody"

"Ouch..." Fang Qiaorui involuntarily followed his words and made up the picture under the building over there, shivering involuntarily, covered her mouth and ran to find the bathroom.

"Brother Li, what do you think I'm doing? I'm not afraid that she will be under too much pressure in the future and if she can't think about it one day, I should scare her in advance and get a vaccination."

"" Li Mingbo.

Fang Qiaorui didn't eat dinner.

Thinking of the scene described by Han Lan, who can eat it!

"Han Shuai, you disrespect the dead too much!" Fang Qiaorui looked at him resentfully when returning.

"He doesn't respect life and death himself, so what do I respect?" Han Lan said confidently.

Fang Qiaorui choked, curled her lips and stopped talking.

"Sister Qiaorui, tell me, are there really so many cornered people?" Han Lan asked suddenly, looking out the car window.

"Han Shuai, you have been well-clothed and well-fed since you were a child. You don't understand the pressure and oppression of ordinary people."

"Really?" Han Lan still held her chin and looked out of the car window. The road was cleared, but there was still a cordon and tarpaulin around the place where she jumped off the building.

Child, have you ever seen Purgatory?

Chapter 0481 How can there be no way out?run down!

"Mountain wind? Mountain wind? FK, go! Into the woods!"

Han Lan was woken up by someone shaking, and the two people on the left and right supported him and went into the woods.

On the left is a black man, Han Lan recognizes him, code-named Black Eagle, the main assaulter in the team.

The one on the right is a white man, Han Lan also recognizes him, code-named White Rat, a military doctor and cook in the team.

Han Lan's head was a little heavy, and he looked back, and there were two people behind him, the machine gunner Huolong, and the demolitionist Thor.

There are two more people, there should be two more people, the sniper Bai Diao, and the special agent Chameleon.

What about people?

Oh dead.

Han Lan remembered that they were surrounded and suppressed. The shock wave of the shot just overturned his whole body, and his head was blown into a daze.

"my gun"

Han Lan glanced at his main rifle, which was still hanging on his body, a custom-made M14EBR with a quadruple lens mounted on it, which matched his role as a precision shooter in the team.Act as a sniper when necessary

Just like now, the sniper in the team is dead.

Han Lan was already able to run on her own, and the team moved much faster, but at the edge of the forest, she heard Vulcan roaring behind her, pouring bullets at the helicopter in Tianshan.

Han Lan looked back and saw that the blaster Thor had been cut in half by the machine gun on the helicopter.

"Come on!"

"boom!"

Amidst the roar and roar, the armed helicopter in the sky set off a big firework, and then fell straight towards the forest like a daytime meteor.

"F＊＊K! F＊＊K! I fk the"

The black man next to him was still cursing, the explosions around him were too loud, and he couldn't hear what he was cursing, but could only watch his exaggerated mouth shape, opening and closing rhythm like rap.

There was a whistling sound from the sky, and Han Lan instinctively slammed to the side, threw herself on her comrades and fell to the ground.

Flames, shrapnel, and shock waves passed over their backs like the sickle of death.