Chen Tinghan seized the opportunity, rode on him, and punched him one after another, trying not to give the other party any chance to relax.
Chen Tinghan stopped punching until Ji Yanghai was too exhausted to struggle.
He was coughing violently, showing no joy at having defeated a powerful enemy. He struggled to get up from the ground and slowly walked towards Wang Jinling.
After walking in front of her, Ji Yanghai finally turned over, holding a remote control in his hand, and said, "It's not over yet."
Chen Tinghan tilted his head to look at the remote control in his hand, then looked at the "bomb vest" on Wang Jinling, and suddenly felt a little sad. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message, both to notify the police and to help Ji Yanghai call an ambulance.
He said, "I have never considered you an enemy, because there is a fundamental difference between you and people like Wang Kai."
"You, are... pitying me." Ji Yanghai said weakly.
"On the contrary, I respect you," said Chen Tinghan.
"Then put away your face." Ji Yanghai laughed miserably twice, and actually struggled to get up from the ground. The blood from the wound soaked his entire clothes. He moved to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the clear blue sky, and he uttered a final sigh.
"That's good, that's good. I can explain this to the teacher after I go down."
"It's not that I don't want to avenge her, I just lost the fight."
After saying that, Ji Yanghai pressed the button on the remote control in his hand, and the explosion came as expected, but it was not the vest on Wang Jinling's body that blew up, but a bomb preset in the position he was occupying.
The hot air wave shattered the glass and swept Ji Yanghai high into the sky.
He carried with him a sorrow that had remained as cold as an iceberg for ten years, a truth that he learned only at the end of his life, and a relief that made him unable to close his eyes in death.
Falling into deep space.
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