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When I thought about it, I thought of Brother Yun. Not only did he fail to find Brother Yun today, he also lost most of his subordinates. The culprit was Wan Qiang who was struggling in the flames. He became even more sinister, if he hadn't been so worried about Wan Qiang, he would have extinguished the flames, imprisoned Wan Qiang, and cut off a piece of his body to drink with him every day.
In the middle-aged Xiaojing's yy, Wan Qiang broke a gap in the big net at the last moment, pulled his hands apart, and stood up from the flames. The burning Wan Qiang was like a human-shaped fire pillar slowly emerging from the flames. Walking out, flame fragments fell from him from time to time, forming a small flame channel where he walked, like a demon god from another world.
The clothes on Wan Qiang's body were completely destroyed, and his flesh creaked from the flames. Wan Qiang wiped off the sparks from his head with both hands, opened his eyes, and stared at the middle-aged Xiao Jing who was standing not far from him, with a smile on his face. The little flame that was still burning on his body rushed towards the middle-aged Xiaojing again, and he wanted to tear him apart.
"Damn, what the hell is he?"
The middle-aged Xiaojing yelled and ran away, all his subordinates followed behind. The direction of their escape was the grain depot, only the grain depot was a solid place here, and it was doused with gasoline before, which was used as the killer's trump card in the end. to fight.
The middle-aged Xiaojing's heart is bleeding. This grain bank is all his money. Without the grain bank, he will be beaten back to his original shape. With the power gathered, he really didn't dare to exchange such a large fortune for a chance to kill Wan Qiang.
A group of people rushed into the grain depot, the middle-aged Xiaojing took the lead and ran in front, and jumped into the entrance of the tunnel when they reached the corner. After climbing a distance of more than ten meters, there was a burst of blazing heat behind him, and two consecutive screams sounded behind him.
He knew without looking back that Wan Qiang rushed into the grain depot and ignited the fire.
"Boom..." There was a loud noise behind him, with a thick metallic sound, and the tunnel trembled slightly. At this moment, the middle-aged Xiaojing was slightly relieved, and the last mechanism was activated.
The last mechanism is actually a steel door. For the safety of the grain depot, the middle-aged Xiaojing put in all his effort to create something like an ancient Wanjin gate, which can't be blasted open by a rocket launcher. The door is pulled with countless fine hemp ropes, poured with gasoline, and these hemp ropes will be burned in case of fire.
The middle-aged Xiaojing got out of the tunnel and looked towards the direction of the grain depot with lingering fear. The grain depot was surrounded by flames, emitting thick black smoke. Seeing this, his heart was slightly relieved.
One by one, his subordinates came out of the tunnel with dark faces, and went up together with the middle-aged Xiaojing. The number of people continued to increase. When two-thirds of his subordinates came out, no one appeared. The middle-aged Xiaojing didn't want to wait any longer. Ordered his men to pour all the barrels of gasoline down the tunnel.
The rushing gasoline accumulated in the tunnel and formed a small stream, which flowed deep into the tunnel. One of his men took off his clothes and lit it, and threw it into the tunnel. The flames rushed out of the tunnel like a blowout and shot into the sky. The people around disperse.
A few screams came from the tunnel, and the screams were not long. After the first sound was extinguished, a flame was formed inside, and there was no air, and the sound could not be transmitted.
Everyone knows what those screams are, no one cares, they only care that they are still alive, as long as the middle-aged Xiaojing honors his reward, they will become a relatively wealthy group of people in the gathering place.
The grain depot was burning in the flames, roaring intermittently, and the Wanjin gate was hit continuously with a thud, cracking cracks in the cement coating on the wall near the gate.
The gap did not make the middle-aged Xiaojing palpitate. He knew the heel of the grain depot. The grain depot used to be a warehouse for storing dangerous goods. Everything and safety came first, and all kinds of materials were not counted. It can be said that it was built according to Yonggu fortifications , The meter-high building is particularly conspicuous in the gathering place.
After a long while, the howling gradually subsided, only tongues of flames gushed out from the ventilation window six meters above the ground, thick smoke was trapped in the tongues of flames, and the high temperature made the window frames gradually soften and eventually melt.
The temperature that can melt steel is not an ordinary temperature. Seeing this, the middle-aged Xiaojing is completely relieved. This time it is difficult for Wan Qiang to survive, but his heart is bleeding.
Time passed slowly, the night gradually fell, the flame was still burning, but it was much smaller, the cracks on the wall gradually increased, and the wall became brittle due to the high temperature.
The air was filled with the stench of burning. Smelling this stench, many poor people outside left their saliva. It was the smell of burnt food. Some people waited and watched in front of the door, and when they saw the situation inside, they shrank in fright. turned back.
The middle-aged Xiaojing led people slowly approaching the burning grain depot, thinking in his mind when the fire would be extinguished. It was made of all steel, and suddenly there was a loud noise from the gradually deformed steel door, and a deep bulge appeared on the steel door, and then Loud noises came one after another, and the bulges became more and more. The steel door was like kneaded dough, slowly arching out of the door beam.
None of the people present reacted. After the steel door was deformed, it lost its original tightness. The door frame that stuck the steel door was baked at high temperature and became brittle, and large pieces of bluestone fragments peeled off from the wall.
"Ah..." Someone shouted, turned around and wanted to escape, there was a loud noise, and the whole big steel door flew out, bringing out a "whoosh" wind howl, hitting the ground and sliding, falling on the dirt ground. A deep trench was plowed, the soil rolled up, and after the steel gate stopped, only half was exposed, and the remaining half was deeply embedded in the ground.
The ground trembled, and a tall figure stepped out of the grain depot. His whole body was scorched black, and a hard shell was formed on his body that was emitting black smoke. As he walked, countless small pieces of black charred shells fell from his body, revealing the scarlet muscles inside, exposed to the The color of the muscles in the light dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into his previous skin color.
That was Wan Qiang. His appearance was miserable, but his appearance was even more frightening. His body was scorched black, and his entire face was scorched. His original facial features could not be recognized. Perhaps he could not open his eyes because of the smoke. Taking a deep breath, he determined the positions of several people through human scent.
Wan Qiang stuffed the two handfuls of burnt food in his mouth, and rushed towards the middle-aged Xiaojing in a muffled voice. The middle-aged Xiaojing turned around and ran away without hesitation. In one piece, the men standing beside him also ran away. They did not chase after the middle-aged Xiaojing. There is no way out.