Gao Yang retreated, moving up to the second floor from the shop. The second floor was rather messy, with a lingering smell of tanned leather. Justin, carrying a paper bag in one hand, pushed open a door and ran into a room filled with tools. Looking down below the table, he said, "We can go down. I'll find a rope or something."
Gao Yang pushed open the window and said to Justin, "Jump!"
Justin shook his head repeatedly and said, "No, it's a bit high, buddy, it really is a bit high."
Gao Yang listened intently for sounds outside the door, suddenly rushed to the door, and fired several shots outside. Then he said to Justin, "Can you be normal and stop trying so hard to act like a burden? Guess what, if we're trapped, would I put a bullet in your head and try to escape on my own?"
Justin took a breath, climbed onto the window, closed his eyes, and said, "I'll break my leg."
"As soon as you hit the ground, roll. Jump!"
