Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1125 - 550_3
But the intuition nurtured from years of licking blood off a blade made him keenly aware of something amiss.
The feeling was as if a beast had silently intruded upon his safety zone.
Shen Wei struggled to open his heavy eyelids.
In the blurry vision, a pair of dark-colored sneakers abruptly appeared before his eyes.
His gaze moved up from the boots, fixing on that face mostly hidden in the shadow of a hood.
Even though the lighting was dim, those eyes were exceptionally bright, like stars.
Shen Wei’s heart skipped a beat. He widened his eyes again, staring intently.
No mistake, definitely no mistake!
It was the familiar young man, Fang Cheng!
An incredible gleam shot out from Shen Wei’s cloudy old eyes, and his lips quivered as he was about to cry out unconsciously.
"Shh..."
Fang Cheng raised his index finger and lightly pressed it against his lips, making a gesture for silence.
Shen Wei’s throat moved, and he forcefully swallowed back the exclamation at the tip of his tongue.
A surge of intense joy flooded his once-ashen heart.
Fang Cheng didn’t bother with any unnecessary words, nor did he search for keys or locks.
Instead, he directly crouched down, stretched out his hands, and grasped two solid threaded steel bars as thick as thumbs.
Immediately, the muscles in his arms slightly bulged.
"Squeak—"
With a low metallic groan, those sturdy steel bars were like modeling clay in his hands.
They were effortlessly bent and twisted to the sides by Fang Cheng.
The entire process didn’t produce any excessively sharp cracking sound, and the perfect control of force allowed the metal to deform quietly.
As for the intense battle atmosphere on the roof terrace, it became the best cover for this rescue.
In just two or three seconds, the strong cage was forcibly torn open with a gap large enough for an adult to pass through.
Shen Wei stared dumbfounded at this scene, his heart pounding wildly.
It was only at this moment that he truly realized the terrifying brute strength the young man before him possessed, far beyond his previous imagination.
In the adjacent cage, the trembling young men, women, and the child in their teens all widened their eyes.
Their faces were filled with terror and a trace of hope as they opened their mouths to call for help.
Fang Cheng turned his head and gave them a cold glance.
He raised his index finger again, making a gesture for silence, and then pointed at the fierce battlefield behind him.
The meaning was clear: If you want to live, shut up and wait.
Frightened by Fang Cheng’s icy stare, they immediately covered their mouths and nodded desperately.
Fang Cheng didn’t care if they understood, quickly bent down to enter the cage, and helped lift Shen Wei’s arm, assisting him outside.
"Hold on."
Fang Cheng whispered in his ear, then supported Shen Wei with the broken leg.
They moved towards the eastern side of the roof terrace from where they had just climbed up, using the shadows as cover once more.
Shen Wei endured the excruciating pain from his broken bones, cold sweat streaming down his face, but his heart was full of doubts.
This is a dead end!
The entrance to the roof is in the opposite direction, blocked by those ruffians with no way through.
But heading east is all about a hundred meters high, is there a safe staircase down?
Before he could figure it out, they had already reached the edge l of the roof by the guardrail wall.
The raging wind here stung their faces like blades.
Without any hesitation, Fang Cheng stepped on the edge of the wall with one foot, and then climbed up entirely.
Shen Wei instinctively looked down, involuntarily gasping in shock:
"Hiss—"
Beneath them lay the unfathomable Dark Abyss, the cars on the ground three hundred meters below appearing as tiny as bugs.
Dizziness assaulted him instantly, causing Shen Wei’s legs to buckle as he nearly collapsed on the spot.
"Mr. Fang, are we going down from here?