Chapter 582 Someone Jumps Off the Building

At this time, her feet were placed in the air. As long as she jumped slightly, she would be like a fallen leaf, so light and fluttering, it would make her feel like flying.

Then, it was bloody and bloody again.

The sky seemed to be getting a little brighter, and she was looking at the eastern sky in ecstasy. She didn't know what she was looking at. But being able to see the rising sun every day was a sign of gratitude for people like them.

And she had forgotten how long it had been since she had seen the sunrise like this. If her rebirth was to let her experience such a life-and-death separation, then she would rather never have lived in this life.

She stretched out her hand as if she wanted to grab something, a wisp of wind or air, not hope.

However, when she let go of her hands, she realized that she hadn't grabbed anything until now.

At this time, the entire Lu family was almost in a state of panic again, because Yan Huan disappeared again.

She may have left in the middle of the night. After checking for a long time, Lei Qingyi came to the conclusion that she left on her own and was not taken away by others. Besides, in a place like the Lu family, who It can also take away a large living person.

Then go find her quickly. Ye Shuyun is afraid that something will happen to Yan Huan. Recently, her spirit has reached the point where she is about to collapse. She doesn't dare to sleep. However, something happened to Yan Huan in the end. If something happens to Yan Huan, How could she deal with her dead son?

I went out to look there, and the place Lu Yi mentioned was Lu Yi's cemetery. Maybe I would find something there, but no one knew what time Yan Huan left. When the nanny woke up, she was gone. She had no clothes or shoes. In this weather, she didn't want to kill herself, right?

Mr. Lu was pushed by the guard and walked around outside. He did this every day. The guard pushed him out once in the morning, once at noon, and again in the evening. He didn't want to talk, he just kept his face expressionless. With his face, everyone looked like an enemy. Even the children stayed away from him and whispered to their parents that there was an old man who could eat people.

So people here spread the word, whether they are adults or children, they can hide as far away as they can when they see Mr. Lu. The old man always holds his own pot in his arms, like a treasure. In addition to pushing the old man out every day, the police officers not only have to worry about Mr. Lu's body, but also worry about the pot in his hand. Can he put it down? Can he hold it every day? What if it breaks? This is the lifeblood of the old man. The son is coming.

Mr. Lu suddenly felt that the sun was shining a little. He didn't want to leave or turn around. Just when he was about to tell the guard to go back, his eyes suddenly narrowed and he pointed upward.

"Xiao Song, is there a person there?"

The guard quickly raised his head and looked in the direction Mr. Lu pointed. Then his pupils shrank and his heart was suddenly startled.

God, that's really a person!

This person didn't want to jump off the building. No, he was meant to jump off the building. It was early in the morning. Even if he wanted to bask in the sun, he couldn't be in this posture.

"Why are you still standing there?" Mr. Lu wanted to slap his guard, "Why don't you go and save people?"

Oh, save people, save people.

The guard quickly pushed the wheelchair to find the elevator, but in the end he didn't find the elevator, only the stairs.

"Chief, please stay here first. I'll go up and take a look. By the way, I want to call the police." However, he touched his body for a long time and couldn't find his mobile phone. This is when he remembered the old man's strange temper. , he hates it the most when he is wandering around, looking for this and that, so he is not allowed to bring his mobile phone out.

"Chief, I'm going to make a phone call first."

The guard was about to leave in a hurry, but he heard Mr. Lu's cold swishing voice, "By the time you get here, he will have fallen to death."

"Then, you stay here, I'll go up and take a look."

The guard felt the same way. Human life was at stake and there was no time to delay.

"Am I staying here? Why should I stay here?" The old man's eyes widened. "You look down on me, don't you? When I was young, I went to the battlefield, fought against Japanese soldiers, took bullets, and was killed. "Human."

The guard was scolded by the old man. These words were almost the mantra of the old man. But now is not the time to brag about his past. It is now a peaceful era, and his glorious years will follow him. The graying of hair disappears into history, and it is only written in history.

Also, regardless of the bravery of a good man, he is just an old man in his dying years. Who still knows him now?

Look what I do, let’s go. Mr. Lu slapped the armrest of the wheelchair so hard that the guard almost wanted to cry.

"Chief, this is the fifth floor. How do you ask me to take you up? I can't carry you up on the wheel, right?"

"Who asked you to carry it?" Mr. Lu snorted coldly, pulled up the blanket covering his legs, and stood up by himself. Then I went upstairs. Although I couldn't say that I could walk with flying speed, my legs and feet were not inferior to anyone's.

"Chief, your legs..."

All the guards suddenly felt that their views were wrong, "Your legs are fine, why are you still in a wheelchair?" Forget about sitting in a wheelchair, you have to push him around every day, even once a day. It's still three times a day. What's the point of this? Some people show off their sons, wealth, and cars. He has never seen anyone show off his wheelchair.

"I'm willing, right?"

Mr. Lu turned around and glared at his guard, "You talk a lot. If you talk nonsense again, go back to your original unit."

"Chief, don't..." the guard quickly begged himself, "I have been with the chief for several years. Who is more familiar with your daily life than me, right?"

Mr. Lu glared at his guard again, and the guard did not dare to speak anymore.

Mr. Lu didn't want to waste time here. He hadn't forgotten that there was another person above.

Human life is at stake, so let's put everything else aside first. When they arrived on the fifth floor, they saw a woman sitting in front of them. She was a very thin woman. She was almost like a paper figure that would fly away when the wind blew.

The guards couldn't help but sweat for this woman. If the wind was stronger, it wouldn't really blow her away. It would be nice if she could be blown into the sky, but this is impossible. Yes, in the end this woman can still go to heaven, no, to heaven.