A kiss, Vivian has not even tasted the warmth of his lips, he straightened up.


    The first time I saw her face was still kind of ‘unfulfilled’, Morris smiled, his palm over her cheek, lowering his voice, “Don’t worry, when we go back to L City, I will ‘feed’ you. ”


    When he finished his sentence, Vivian only felt her ears turned red.


    Even though she was married to Morris until now, she still couldn’t get used to a man’s initiative to flirt with her, and every time she would be flushed.


    Vivian brushed his hand away, “You’d better save your life first.”


    “I’m here, don’t worry.” Morris reassured her.


    Indeed, with Morris around, Vivian was indeed incredibly relieved, even if there was fierce gunfire outside, she didn’t feel half-hearted.


    The sounds outside were so loud, with many people screaming, that the creaking of chairs moving against the floor could be heard from the roof.


    In contrast to the nervous panic of the next person, fleeing around, several parties seem iparably calm and rxed.


    “I’ll distract themter, you do the shooting.”


    Morris said, bang bang bang several shots, directly shattered the window ss, with the sound of broken ss rang out, a cold and harsh wind ran in, blowing people shivering.


    The people guarding the top heard the sound and immediately fired a few shots this way.


    Vivian went to the bed and carried the two pillows on the bed over, one on the table by the window, while handing them to Morris.


    The man took the pillows and gave her a look.


    Vivian understood, turned and walked to the bedroom door and gestured to Margarita Jones, who was crouched in the corner of the living room: move on the count of ten.


    Margarita Jones nodded, unsmiling and extraordinarily cold.Content property of N?velDra/ma.Org.


    Having conveyed the meaning, Vivian returned to the bedroom and looked at Morris, whose feet were on the table and already up on the window, and she too walked over and stood on the other side of the window.


    The two faced each other and Vivian counted the numbers silently in her mind.


    Bang Bang Bang –


    Over the living room, Margarita Jones’s gunshot rang out, this side Morris held the pillow out, only to hear a few gunshots of bang bang bang, the pillow in his hand was shot out of several holes, flying out of countless pieces of white goose feathers.


    And on the asion of the people above shooting, Vivian hand on the wall, the body outward, the shot urately hit the two people above.


    The two people who were shot, one fell, one had a safety rope tied around his waist and was just hanging in mid-air.


    The dangling blond man fought through the pain and shot at Vivian, only to be instantly killed by Morris.


    Margarita Jones, who was in the living room, was an excellent shot and also took the opportunity to finish off the man in the upper left corner of the living room.


    Morris dropped the pillow and walked along the window to the side of the air conditioning unit, holding the edge of the projecting bit of ss frame on the wall with his bare hands to climb up.


    “Morris!”


    Vivian called out in frightened horror, “It’s too risky.”


    The man looked at her and smiled gently, “What, in your heart, is your husband that ipetent?”


    Vivian clenched her lips, nervously gripping the ss frame with both hands, but dared not say anything more.


    She watched as Morris climbed up the wall a little.


    Although it was early winter, it was still cold and icy everywhere, and even though she trusted Morris’s superb climbing skills, she had to guard against slippery ice.


    Looking down at the floor, it was on the twelfth floor.


    If one is not careful, it is the abyss of doom.


    Looking up, his body peeked out, looking at him climbing, Vivian could clearly see Morris fingers in the force, the back of his hand bruises.