Chapter 657 Escape from Death

The safe passage downstairs has been blocked. The buildings above the 80th floor are constantly exploding. The masonry falls to the building like raindrops, and the fire engine can't park in front of the building at all.

"If it doesn't work, go down that safe passage!"

Ye Tian carried his mother on his back. Fortunately, the plane hit the upper part of the floor, otherwise, he really had no chance.

But just as Ye Tian raised his feet and walked to the safe passage, "Boom!" With a loud noise, a wave of air rolled out of the security door that came out of Ye Tian with flames. A snoring sound came out of the door, and soon there was no sound.

Although Ye Tian reacted very quickly and retreated as the waves and flames rushed out, his hair drooped from his forehead was still scorched a few strands.

Smell the burning smell at the end of the nose, even Ye Tian's face also changed color. One safety channel entered the fuel, and the other two safety channels were blocked by the floor. This is that there is no way to enter the ground.

"Brother, mom is still upstairs!" The little girl held in Ye Tian's arms seemed to realize something, and her little mouth was about to cry.

"Good boy, you go to sleep first, and you can see your mother when you wake up!" Ye Tian was really flawless to coax the child at this moment. Her right hand brushed the top of her head, and Alini suddenly fell into a deep sleep.

"Ye Tian, take this child to escape. Mom has seen everything in her life, and it's worth living now!"

Seeing the flames spewing out in the safe passage, Song Weilan was really desperate. Even though she has unreachable business talent and billions of dollars, at this moment, none of these can give her any help.

"Mom, if I give up on you, why don't you peel me up and cram it?"

Ye Tian took a deep breath, calmed himself down and said, "Believe your son, it's not the end of the mountain yet. There will always be a way!"

In fact, Song Weilan is right. If Ye Tian alone is alone, these more than 20 floors of buildings will not be difficult for him at all, but Ye Tian's trip is to save his mother. In any case, he will not leave alone.

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Beijing, quadrangle courtyard.

After Ye Tian went to Hong Kong, the Ye family moved to his house. Although the aura in the courtyard is much thinner, it is still of great benefit to the health of the Ye sisters.

"Dongping, I said you got up after six o'clock. Why don't you always walk around the yard?"

Ye Dongzhu looked at his younger brother. He said, "And the mink raised by Xiaotian, why are you a little restless like you?"

Early this morning, first the sable jumped up and down and tossed everyone, and then lay on the pavilion and kept screaming. The sad voice made people feel uneasy.

In addition, Ye Dongping tried his best to call Ye Tian and Song Weilan, but the phone couldn't get through. He was so anxious that he didn't even eat breakfast and kept turning around in the yard.

"Sister. Something happened. Something must have happened to Xiaotian and Weilan. I can't calm down!"

Ye Dongping is holding a mobile phone that is almost out of power. He dialed the phone number again, but there was still a busy sound inside. He was so angry that he almost dropped his mobile phone on the ground.

"You crow's mouth, what can happen to Weilan?"

Ye Dongzhu nodded on his brother's head angrily and said, "Ye Tian's child is refined. What can be rare for him? With him by Weilan's side, you can rest assured!"

"Sister, no, I feel very bad. Something must have happened!"

Ye Dongping thought for a moment. He picked up his mobile phone and dialed Zuo Jiajun's number. He knew where his son was going and didn't have to tell him, but he would definitely tell his brothers.

"Brother Dongping, do you know it? Don't worry, little brother is a lucky man, and he will be fine!"

The phone has just been connected. Zuo Jiajun's voice came from inside, but what he said made Ye Dongping almost jump in a hurry. "Mr. Zuo, what's going on? What's wrong with Xiaotian?"

"Ah? Don't you know yet?"

Zuo Jiajun was stunned when he heard the words. At this time, the news of the terrorist attack on the World Trade Center Building in New York had spread all over the world. He was contacting Ye Tian with Gou Xinjia, but like Ye Dongping, he couldn't get through to the phone.

"What do I know? Mr. Zuo, please make it clear!" Ye Dongping was about to cry with the phone. Listening to Zuo Jiajun's tone, his son seemed to be very dangerous?

"This... you'll know when you turn on the TV."

Zuo Jiajun paused for a moment and said, "Brother, don't worry. The little brother is a scholar. He expected this matter as early as a few days ago. He can definitely seek good luck and avoid bad luck and resolve this matter!"

"Watch TV? Mr. Zuo, am I in the mood to watch that now?

Ye Dongping was told by Zuo Jiajun. Except for a few sisters to listen to a play at night, the TV at home is basically a decoration. He only watches the Spring Festival Gala all year round.

"You will understand when you read it. I'll contact Ye Tian first. Let's talk about it later!"

Although he knew that the younger brother was not a person who died in a short life, the eldest brother vaguely occupied that he would have a dilemma. The two brothers were in a hurry and hung up the phone after dealing with Ye Dongping's words.

"What the hell is going on?"

Listen to the "du-du" sound from the phone. Ye Dongping was a little silly. When he was wondering if he was going to turn on the TV, the elder sister's voice came to his ear: "Mr. Song, what are you doing here?"

Although the festival with the Song family was revealed, the two families still had no contact. Song Haotian's sudden visit made the Ye family feel a little stunned.

Song Haotian's face was not very good-looking and said, "I'm coming to Dongping!"

After receiving the news of a terrorist attack in the United States half an hour ago, Song Haotian's first reaction was to contact his daughter, but he couldn't get in touch with her by all means. After sitting for half an hour, Song Haotian couldn't help coming to Ye Dongping.

Song Haotian didn't talk nonsense and asked bluntly, "Dongping, can you contact Weilan?"

"I can't get in touch with you. What's going on?"

After hearing Song Haotian's words, Ye Dongping's brain exploded. Except for when his son was at home, when did Song Haotian come to his home? At present, he came in a hurry. Obviously, something big had happened!

"There was a terrorist attack in New York, the United States, and the World Trade Center was hit by a plane."

"What? Terrorist attack?" Ye Dongping was stunned, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Looking at Ye Dongping's pale face, Song Haotian sighed and said, "Weilan's company is in the World Trade Center Building. I can't contact her, so I came to ask you."

"This...this is impossible!"

Ye Dongping turned around and ran to the wing room. He fell to the ground coldly, and the green brick floor hit his elbow with blood.

Regardless of the injury on his arm, Ye Dongping rushed into the room and turned on the TV. Suddenly, a picture full of smoke and fire appeared in front of him.

To say that the most developed country in the world, it is definitely the United States.

The first time the plane hit the World Trade Center was at 8:46 a.m., and at 8:47 a.m., CNN had begun to broadcast the World Trade Center live. The efficiency was amazing.

So far, the live broadcast has been going on for more than half an hour, and the second plane hit the South Building, which was completely filmed by the camera and presented to the whole world.

"How could this happen? Isn't the United States very powerful? How could it be like this?!"

Ye Dongping took his hair painfully. At his age, he had no good impression on American imperialism, but when his wife and son were in New York, it was difficult for him to accept.

"Dongping, don't worry, they should be fine!"

Although it is difficult to bear the grief of the elderly lost daughter, Song Haotian has experienced too many storms in his life. At this time, he is comforting Ye Dongping.

"Well, then... who is that person? Why...why is it so like a little heaven?"

Ye Dongzhu, who followed the two into the room, was attracted by a picture on the TV as soon as he entered the room.

It was a picture of a man jumping from upstairs. The camera below pulled closer and gave a close-up. The face was clearly Ye Tian. Behind Ye Tian, there was also a long-haired woman on his back. There was no doubt that Song Weilan's body shape!

Ye Dongzhu's words made Song Haotian and Ye Dongping rush to the front of the TV, but the man fell too fast, but the camera couldn't take a picture of his face.

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Ye Dongzhu is right. The person who flashed on the TV screen is Ye Tian.

With the passage of time, the fire has spread from upstairs to downstairs. Due to the pipeline gas, all floors have begun to catch fire, and the situation of Ye Tian and others is becoming more and more dangerous.

Due to the flames and thick smoke, the helicopter could not drive to the roof at all. People kept jumping down the top floor. At this time, at least 40 or 50 people slipped from the window where Ye Tian was.

However, although a thick air cushion has been paved on the ground, because the building is constantly falling off, firefighters can't get close to the bottom of the building at all, so the position of the air cushion is a little far away, and most of the people who jumped down have landed on the ground.

In just ten minutes alone, dozens of people fell to death, and even a firefighter was killed by a man who fell from the sky.

In this scene, even Ye Tian, who was a little sure to jump to the air cushion, was a little hesitant. It didn't feel good to fall into mud!

"Damn, why did I forget this?"

The thick smoke on the floor finally sprayed the shower on the ceiling with water. Being stimulated by the cold water, Ye Tian's mind suddenly became clear. With a pat on the head, Ye Tian rushed to a wall.

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PS: In the second update, my body really can't stand it. I will adjust my schedule. In the future, I will code words during the day, and there will be two updates today. Everyone's monthly ticket recommendation tickets should support the fat man. If I can get a 1,000 monthly ticket tomorrow, I will strive for three updates!