Fear was still spreading.
Everyone’s gaze fell on the 26th floor.
There were two children in the room. How could he save them? How could he save them?
If he brought the two children, how could he go down?
Ning Fei was in the room, quickly searching for the bedsheet and rope. He had to tie the two children to his body in the shortest time possible.
“Uncle, my sister is young and her body is light. You can take her down.”
The little boy saw Ning Fei busy and said again.
“You don’t have to save me. You Can’t take two people with you.”
On the other side, the little girl kept crying and shouting,
“Brother!”
“Brother!”
Ning Fei glanced at the little boy. This seven-year-old child was much calmer and calmer than he had imagined.
The little boy half-squatted down and looked at his sister. He said softly,
“Yinyin, you have to be good. You have to listen to your parents.”
“Brother may not be able to accompany you.”
This scene moved Ning Fei.