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Chapter 79 Falling

    All night, Dai Fengliu, Mr. Xue and President Liu were tossed until the early morning, and then fell asleep. The next morning, after washing up, President Liu slipped out first. Half an hour later, Mr. Xue left the hotel with a silver Bugatti, with jeans and a down short jacket. President Liu, who was dressed like a dynamic, was already sitting in the passenger seat.

      is a car that all men love. Seeing this legendary Bugatti, Mr. Xue was so excited that he rubbed his hands and couldn't wait to get on the car before stroking the steering wheel. A sense of movement came to his face.

    President Liu said, "Mr. Driver, please drive as you like. It is a municipal license. As long as there is no traffic accident, you can fly, and no one cares about it. Target Empire Building!"

    "Get order!"

     Old Xue shouted, as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the powerful turbo engine roared, and a powerful feeling of pushing the back instantly.

    The car speed quickly reached 15, like a shooting swordfish, rushing into the orderly traffic, turning left and right, extremely agile.

      Because of the fast speed, other drivers were scared and had no time to have any chance. Bugatti wiped it over and did not make any noise. Under the command of President Liu, he arrived at his destination in less than twenty minutes.

      Empire Building is located at 350 Fifth Avenue, Manhattan. It is a landmark building in New York and is as famous as the Statue of Liberty.

      After paying a ten-dollar viewing fee, I took more than a minute to arrive at the 102nd floor of the top floor, walked through the long corridor, and stepped onto the observation deck.

     The wind whistled, the clothes were hovering, the strong wind tugged and the cold air thrust the skin straightened.

      Because it is winter, the number of people coming here to see the scenery has dropped sharply, especially on the top floor, with strong wind and low air pressure, so there are only two people Xue Xiang and President Liu.

     Xue Lao held Liu Ying'er tightly, his qi and blood were rippling. His energy was erect and his whole body was covered in smoke. It looked like a small sun. Liu Ying'er snuggled beside him, not only did he not feel the cold, but he felt the heat waves were impatient.

     The whole state of New York is full of views, with skyscrapers, and lines on the streets. There are bustling traffic and tourists, and the sight is full of prosperity and noisy. In the Republic, there is never a city that can be compared with New York in front of you.

    "Is New York beautiful?" Liu Ying'er said.

    "Although Liangyuan is good, it is not his hometown!"

    Mr. Xue sighed.

    Liu Ying'er smiled and said, "Then try to build her hometown into Liangyuan!"

    "Heroes have similar views!"

    The two looked at each other and laughed.

    After half an hour, the two of them had been walking around the observation deck for a week and were watching New York. They happened to moan. The elevator rang and the viewing time was up. It was time for this group of tourists to go down.

    The two walked to the elevator. There were more than 20 people installed in the inner room, and there was room for the elevator with a load of more than 10 people.

    The two were talking and laughing, and as they stepped in, there were many discordant sounds in the elevator. Mr. Xue and Liu Ying'er were both proficient in the heroes and understood that these discordant sounds were all heading towards the Chinese identity of the two.

      is the 21st century. Racial discrimination in America, which claims to be obvious, still exists, not to mention the present. Every day, black people can be seen holding signs and marching around.

     Chinese are in America. It is worse than black people, but it is normal for the two to encounter such a scene.

     The fat white woman in charge of the control valve muttered even more disgusted and said coldly, "The elevator is full, please take the next flight."

     This elevator is specially for tourists who are above the 86th floor. It takes ten minutes to travel. This time, if Xue Xiang and the other two cannot get off, they will naturally have to wait another ten minutes.

     The sky here is high and the wind is strong. It is withered for ten minutes. How delicious should it be for ordinary people?

    Half Xue's face suddenly turned cold, and he hugged Liu Ying'er and took back his extended foot. As soon as the elevator was closed, cheers came out inside, and sometimes he could hear the insults of the "yellow pig".

     After a leisurely time, Mr. Xue jumped to the top control room of the elevator, where the traction steel rope and the main closing control valve were.

    Half Xue held the two steel ropes slowly sliding in both hands, and tweaked them easily and brushed them. The strong steel ropes were broken all over the place. The only steel rope left could not withstand a heavy elevator. In an instant, the electric light of the control valve was emitted.

      The elevator fell rapidly to the ground, and it was 40 or 50 meters away. Mr. Xue could still clearly hear the horror screams in the elevator.

     Seeing that the number of the control valve had jumped to "3", Old Xue suddenly poked out his hands, almost burning red, holding the steel rope accurately with his palms. With a loud bang, the thick concrete floor under his feet broke into two big holes. The rapidly falling elevator suddenly blocked and fell to the ground with a bang.

    Half Xue jumped out of the control room, picked up President Liu, jumped suddenly, stepped on the beam of the observation deck, and roared loudly, and then jumped down.

      The feeling of flying over the clouds was really fascinating. President Liu was used to Mr. Xue's extraordinary skills. He laughed without being surprised and hugged his neck, and was extremely happy. Even if he really jumped down and fell to death, she would be happy.

     Her Xue has not been sainted, has not become a fairy, and has not been able to cross the sky and fly together.

   It turned out that he could see clearly on the observation deck just now that every ten meters, the entire building has protruding horizontal railings about meter long, which are used to accept objects falling from high altitudes. If someone accidentally throws objects from outside the window, even if it is a small piece of surveillance and the rice falls, it can kill people immediately.

    Xue, carrying Liu Ying'er, fell to the ground and protruded into a horizontal railing. He kicked his feet and flew away again. He fell several meters high building in a flash and jumped to the last floor. It was shocking. He did not fall directly, but jumped into the window and turned down the stairs.

      When they went down to the first floor, it was already very lively. There were a bunch of interview cars and police cars coming. The people in the elevator were all surrounded by a bunch of reporters. They fell from a high altitude and survived the disaster. What do they think?

    President Liu covered his mouth and chuckled, glanced at Xue Xiang, stretched out his two fingers, and pinched his fingernails, meaning that he smiled Xue Xiang carefully.

     Old Xue glared at her and chased after her. Regardless of the crowd, he slapped her heavily on her buttocks.

      This move is unrestrained, but in the United States, kissing on the street is common, and no one has noticed this little move.

     After leaving the Empire State Building, Mr. Xue drove to Central Park, which is also located in the Manhattan area under the guidance of President Liu.

    The Central Park in winter is actually a lush and uninterrupted forest and large grassland, giving people a pastoral and pastoral enjoyment.

      Without walking a few steps, you can find various small animals active in the woods, among the grass, with bold ground squirrels. He also used President Liu's fragrance shoulders to use the ground, and wanted to cross the tree-lined avenue and jump onto another ginkgo tree. (To be continued)

    : Sorry, there was a small accident, the chapter was reduced, and there was one more in the future.

    

    

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