The suspect did not expect that his neck would be caught by something, let alone that the wooden warehouse he held would be swept away. A series of sudden changes made the suspect struggle harder.

    His right hand firmly grasped the clothesline and tried his best to draw the rope that could decide his life and death into his hand.

    Knowing his limited strength, Shi Ning didn''t try to be strong. At the moment when the wooden warehouse flew away, Shi Ning shouted out, "team Yang! Come on!"

    Don''t talk too much nonsense. She opened her mouth and said something. The public security outside can naturally understand. Now it''s their turn to come out!

    The clothesline in Shi Ning''s hand is not the plastic clothesline we use now, but coarse linen weaving. Once the loose knot is tightened, it will become a dead knot. If you want to untie it, you have to use a knife.

    The rough hemp stabbed his hand. Shi Ning, who didn''t wear gloves, would rather bite his lower lip rather than let go because of the suspect''s struggle. The rough hemp of the stabbing hand slipped through the palm, and the hot pain instantly started from the palm. The feeling of flesh cutting pain came.

    The pain can be cured. The child is dying... Who can help?

    When Yang Qiwei heard the word "Yang", he had rushed out.

    He knew that Shi Ning had done it. They would solve everything next. No more children could carry the danger.

    "Come on! Come on!"

    He shouted loudly. The two police officers closest to the suspect rushed out, and the dazzling flashlight light lit up. Several light columns shone straight at the suspect like a sword splitting the endless abyss.

    Several figures rushed out faster than the 100 meter sprint.

    They saw that the suspect who was fighting in the last ditch was still holding the child in her arms. They saw the girl who helped them, using all her strength, clinging to the thick rope sharpened to the cutting hand. Even if the thick rope rubbed and slipped from the palm of her hand because of the suspect''s struggling, she clenched her teeth and didn''t let go.

    How painful is it when the palm is rubbed by the rope of the stabbed hand?

    Just imagine that when a soft palm is pierced by a sawdust, it hurts so much that you can''t help taking a breath. Then, when tens of thousands of sawdust pierce into the palm together, it hurts so much that it pierces the heart and eats the bone!

    "Ah... Ha..."

    The struggling suspect made a ferocious voice like a beast, and his throat was strangled. He couldn''t speak normally. When his breath was not smooth, his face and neck all rose red. In his fierce eyes, the whites of his eyes were filled with blood.

    He heard that the girl who spoke was still a student, struggling harder and strangling the child.

    "Uh... Mom... Uh..."

    The five or six-year-old boy choked so much that he couldn''t speak any more. He was so uncomfortable that he called his mother low.

    He didn''t know what "death" was. He just felt very afraid and wanted to return to his mother''s arms quickly.

    He didn''t know that someone put his life aside in order to save him, let alone save his little sister. His palm was rubbed to flesh and blood by rough hemp rope, and he was still holding on.

    In just a few seconds, Shi Ning, who didn''t let go, bit his lower lip tightly. The rust smell of blood filled his mouth. Tasting his blood, Shi Ning heard the sound of shooting.

    "Bang..."

    The first shot rang out. The suspect with a stab in his left arm was so painful that his arm strength leaked instantly. The child who had been strangled and turned his eyes fell softly from his arm.

    "Bang..."

    The second shot rang out. This time he was injured in his right arm. Shi Ning clearly felt that his arms were loose. That was the strength of the suspect''s right hand to pull the clothes line loose.