Chapter 1397 Goodbye
The lungs are burning.
The body without nutritional supplements was weak and weak. In just less than two or three minutes of resistance had consumed all his energy. He knew that he could not hold on for too long. Now he was on the verge of exhaustion and exhaustion. He couldn't do anything. Continue.
So, there is no time to hesitate.
After a quick decision, he rushed to a room and slapped the door panel hard.
"It's on fire!" he shouted. "It's on fire!"
Screaming twice, without waiting for a reaction, he turned around and ran towards another house across the street.
You can see the alarm at the door from afar and directly sounded without hesitation.
Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep!
Continue to go to the next house, pick up the stone and hit the vehicle parked on the roadside. Although the stone hit the glass weakly, the glass did not move at all, but it triggered the alarm.
Bee beep, beep beep.
The car also made a sound.
His footsteps had already rushed to the third house, and he slapped the door and shouted hard.
"It's on fire! God, it's on fire!"
Without stopping, he continued to rush to the fourth house, but when he was heading to the fifth house, he turned around and saw the two men, who happened to catch him. .
The tall man without a mask grabbed his collar and lifted him up like a chicken. Seeing that he was about to lose the opportunity, he raised his foot toward the man He kicked him between his legs.
Uh.
With a muffled groan, he fell to the ground again.
He staggered and fell to the ground.
But he got up again with his hands and feet and continued to run wildly.
The soles of the feet are tingling, the knees are trembling, and the body is floating lightly in the clouds, as if a gentle breeze can blow him away. His steps are running wildly, with only stubborn and hoarse in his mouth. keep shouting.
"Fire..."
"Fire."
"Fire."
Use all your strength.
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At a sudden turn, Anson woke up. The tingling and weakness tied his ankles, dragging him directly into the endless darkness of the real world, sweating all over his body, as if he had just come out of the water. It's just salvaged.
Hurriedly turned on the bedside light, the warm yellow light dispelled the darkness, and the decoration and layout of the hotel room faintly appeared in the field of view.
An Sen looked left and right in shock, and confirmed that there was no one else in the room. He felt a little relieved, but he still seemed dazed, as if three or four of his own shadows were shaking uneasyly. The world is hazy.
So, what is dream and what is reality?
An Sen sat in a daze, but he still couldn't tell the difference clearly for a while.
Snap at the clock on the bedside table—
Eleventh thirty-three.
It was not midnight yet. It seemed that after dinner, he had a good sleep for a while; but in just a few hours, he had so many dreams that his dizzy head was almost about to explode. .
Although he felt that he should go to a shower and rinse his cold sweat so that he could sleep peacefully again, his muscles were sore and he was too lazy to move. He lay down again and curled up in the quilt and did not move.
Is that dream just now... the pain hidden deep in memory of this skin?
Is this what happened to him when he was kidnapped?
But Anson could not be sure, because he still didn't have that memory in his mind, and even if the scenes in the dream were vivid, it would be impossible to prove it.
I was so tired that I had just lying down, and my consciousness became confused again; but this time, I was so tired that I could not sleep with my eyes closed. It seemed that because I was extremely tired, my brain refused to relax completely. .
The whole person was soaked in a hot spring, and it was boiling. Buzz, buzz.
Aside from, the phone was vibrating, but in half of the dream and half awake, Ansen couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a reality, and his brain was trying to figure out the situation.
I just waited for a while without hesitation, and the phone was still vibrating. Ansen guessed, maybe that was true?
But when he turned around and was about to answer the phone, the phone stopped vibrating again and returned to calm. Only a desk lamp bloomed quietly in the night.
Looking at the phone in a daze, hesitating whether to call back, the phone vibrated again. Ansen raised his hand and grabbed the phone without looking at the caller ID, and answered it directly.
"Hey, this is Anson."
"...Anson, this is Jack."
Anson was slightly stunned, "Jack?"
Anson was slightly stunned. "Jack?" >Open your eyes, confirm the time again, and lie back on your head on the pillow, "Jack, it's almost midnight now. If you don't sleep, you will have to get up and go to work tomorrow. The crew work is not that simple."
"Sorry, I'm disturbing you to rest..."
Unsure whether it was late at night, Jack's usual clear voice seemed to become lingering and deep, with a little hesitation and loss inside.
This made Anson gently pull the smile on his lips, "Why did he suddenly become so squeezing? Is something happening to the crew? Those senior seniors bully you, a young man with a face? In Hollywood, something like this It’s not uncommon. If necessary, I can go to the crew to help you."
No mistakes, one song, one song, one content, one book, one book, one bar, one bar, one bar!
A little joke, Jack's laughter came from the other end of the phone.
"Haha, Anson, you underestimate me. I am not as fragile as you think. If someone dares to bully me, I will definitely fight back. Have you forgotten? I am Jack Prest, A tough guy who grew up in violence, maybe my fist is not big, but it is definitely not soft."
This made An Sen gently pull the corner of his mouth, "This kind of spirit is right."
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"So what about Hollywood? It's not that delicate. Under the gorgeous coat, there are only a bunch of lice, which is no different from other industries."
"Come on, Jack, let Hollywood see how powerful you are .”
Jack smiled.
"Ha."
"Ansen, thank you, thank you for your willingness to believe me, thank you for making me believe in my dreams and muster up the courage to pursue them, thank you for making me believe that life has more possibilities."
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"I am very happy during these days, I am really very happy."
An Sen was stunned.
What happened was wrong, and my smile was stiff at the corner of my mouth, and I was stunned.
"Jack, what happened? Why do you have to speak in a farewell tone?"
No, no, no, this should be just a mistake in his intuition.
Jack finally started a new life and finally took the first step in his dream. Why did he say goodbye? This should be a new beginning rather than an end.
Jack's laughter came from the other end of the phone, but with a strong nasal sound.
"Ansen, sorry, this is the last time I have contacted you."
What?
Ansen sat up straight, lifted the quilt, put on his clothes quickly, "Jack, what are you saying? Did someone say something to you? Don't pay attention to it, the tricks of Vanity Fair are always So, don't..."
"No, Anson, don't worry about me anymore, you're good enough to me."
"Jack, what are you talking nonsense, I'm at all Nothing was done, everything was up to you, so you were not defeated so easily..."
"Ansen, my dad is back."
An Sen was stunned and cut off his breath in an instant.
"Ansen, that beast has found us, and he wants to continue to torture his mother again. I don't...I can't let him do whatever he wants anymore, I can't watch him ruin his mother and me."< br>
Heart falls into the abyss.
(This chapter ends)