The pursuers had reached the rooftop, pointing at the two of them: "There they are, don't run—"
Wei Changqing picked up the person, standing on the rooftop of the eighty-seventh floor, looking down at the vehicles moving below that looked as small as ants on the road. He squinted his fiery eyes and then, took a leap.
The others reached the edge of the rooftop, staring in astonishment. As his figure fell from the rooftop, it seemed to vanish into thin air, nowhere to be seen.
Until, from somewhere across, a sizzling sound was heard.
By the time the pursuers saw the rope tied to the rooftop edge and intended to cut it, Wei Changqing, holding the person, had already successfully traversed to the rooftop of the opposite building through the zipline between the buildings.
Soon after, the pursuers had to quickly retreat as helicopters began to hover over the building from the opposite side.
