Marriage in crisis

I could only step back again and look up at the top of the building.

Under the projection of landscape lights, I saw a horrifying scene.

In a dark window about 20 floors above, two people were hanging in the air. The distance was too high, so it was impossible to see who was hanging, but the situation was shaky, like a kite with a broken string, swaying in the wind.

My heart was in my throat, I clenched my fists tightly, and even forgot to breathe. I stared at that place without blinking.

The policeman in front of me immediately pulled Lin Zhengqing further away and asked someone to watch him.

And above, hanging from the window, were two people, still holding on...

I opened my eyes wide and realized that the man below seemed to be still struggling, and the person hanging upside down on the window pulling him sank again. This time even the policemen outside exclaimed.

I don’t know why, but I always feel that the person hanging in the window is Chi Xi, because the figure is slender and he is wearing light-colored clothes.

I didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that if I breathed out, it would affect the people above!

Judging from the state of the two people above, the person hanging below must be Yang Azheng. It seems that he wants to break free from the control of the people above and want to die.

And the one holding onto him refused to let go.

It’s hard for me to imagine, if the person above is really my Chi Xi, how much strength does she need to be able to pull Yang Azheng who is taller than her?

I completely understand her thoughts. If Yang Azheng really breaks free from his hand, he will definitely die. Then all the clues and evidence, as well as our efforts, will be wasted.

The situation was so dangerous that my life was hanging by a thread. I was so nervous that my nails dug into my palms.

I could vaguely hear someone shouting from above. The person hanging below had finally freed one of his hands, and only one arm was in the hand of the person above.

Although the lights below are very bright, we are too far away to see clearly what is going on.

I wish I could run up and find out what's going on right now.

But I'm still afraid that something might happen if I look away for a moment.

I looked up in horror and helplessness and could only clench my fists even tighter.

At this moment, there was another shattering sound from above, and the window below was also smashed and fell down.

I vaguely saw that there seemed to be someone moving in the window below, and someone had already leaned out.

It seems that the special police above are already carrying out the rescue.

But we cannot see clearly what we are doing and how to resolve such a crisis.

Just as I was about to look away, a desperate scream suddenly came from above. The person hanging below seemed to have finally broken free from the hand holding him, and fell rapidly downwards...

I suddenly closed my eyes, turned my back, and dared not look again.

But there was no sound of something heavy falling to the ground, only screams from above.

I quickly opened my eyes again, turned around and looked up. I saw clearly that this time the man fell down again and stopped in mid-air, still behind me.

A scream like a pig being slaughtered came from his mouth.

The person in the upper window had already been taken in.

Immediately afterwards, the person who was suspended in the air was pulled back little by little, and soon seemed to be pulled in as well.

Everyone below gasped, and then shouted in relief, "It's connected!"

I felt my palms were covered in cold sweat and there was pain in the middle of my palms.

There is no danger!

Soon, a group of policemen came out, escorting Yang Azheng, who was handcuffed.

However, he looked a little disheveled, no longer the glamorous Yang A Zheng of A Zheng Modeling Center.

The handcuffed man had a face full of green beard. In just half a month, he had lost a lot of weight. His two sinister eyes looked like they had fallen into a dry well.

His face was pale and it was obvious that he was trembling all over.

Especially his two arms, which seemed to be dislocated and drooped unnaturally. Shocking bright red blood was flowing from top to bottom of his arms like earthworms. It seemed that his arms were injured.

As he was being carried out by the police, his sinister eyes searched the crowd, and finally his gaze stopped on me.