There was a raging fire in the warehouse, and thick smoke was everywhere. After saying a word, Ye Qingxuan coughed loudly and burst into tears.
There are many burning oil drums, but there are more oil drums that have not burned. Under the burning flames, the only result is...
explosion!
Two or three hundred gasoline drums exploded together, which could blow up the entire warehouse, and even spread to the office buildings of the fertilizer plant, or the buildings outside the plant. It was definitely more powerful than the explosion of a gasoline tanker.
"It's too late, hurry up!"
Zhang Feng picked up Ye Qingxuan and planned to throw her out of the window.
"Save people... Cough cough... Save Ai Rongrong... Don't let her be burned to death!"
Ye Qingxuan coughed and yelled, and she struggled. Zhang Feng couldn't throw her out, so she had to put it down.
"She is suppressed... You go first!"
Against the backdrop of the fire, Zhang Feng saw a flame jumping in Ye Qingxuan's eyes. It was the flame of persistence, perseverance, and kindness.
With a tight face, relaxed, Zhang Feng filled the corner of his mouth and said: "You go first, I must be her!"
Ye Qingxuan glanced at the legs exposed under the oil drum and nodded vigorously. She knew she couldn't help. The iron drum filled with oil could not be moved by herself.
Soon, Zhang Feng squatted down under the wall, let Ye Qingxuan stand on his shoulders, slowly stood up, waited for her to touch the window, and then pushed her feet to let her climb onto the window.
"Jump out, run away, don't wait for me!"
Zhang Feng looked up and shouted.
Ye Qingxuan pursed her mouth and her eyes were red. She didn't know if it was smoked or something else.
Seeing his wife jump out of the window, Zhang Feng grinned, showing a terrifying smile, and then squatted on the ground, running in anger, and threw out a gasoline can that had been turned over.
Ai Rongrong's lower body was exposed on the ground, and there was a gasoline tank pressed down on his upper body.
Thanks to the two women behind the stack of gasoline drums, otherwise, they would be like the dozen or so warriors who were ignited by gasoline. At this time, there was no sound, and only the charred body continued to burn.
Zhang Feng moved away the gasoline can that was pressing Ai Rongrong, only to realize that the woman was dizzy, but her gentle expression was restored, but she still looked hateful.
"Smelly woman, wake me up!"
The wave of the hand is just a few slaps, the gentle and delicate one
Her face was flushed and her nosebleeds came out, but she just didn't wake up.
"Fuck, trouble!"
Zhang Feng cursed and turned to look around.
The warehouse windows are too high and too small. I want to throw a comatose woman out of the window. The difficulty is not that high. I can only see if there are any footsteps around.
Then he turned his head, and there was a loud noise, a flame splashed, and another gasoline tank exploded.
There was no time to delay, nor found anything to step up, Zhang Feng let out a "hey" sneer, holding Ai Rongrong's breast with his left hand and her trouser belt with her right hand, directly lifting the woman up.
Stepped back a few steps, and then used force to run up. When he reached a place less than two meters away from the wall, he lifted Ai Rongrong fiercely, like a barbell for weightlifting, and threw it out.
Fortunately, Ai Rongrong really flew out from the narrow window, and Ye Qingxuan's exclamation was heard outside.
Zhang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to exert his effort to climb up the window, a violent wave of air blew him out, crashed into the pile of gasoline barrels that had been overturned, and rolled into a ball.
The explosion happened again, the ignited gasoline was scattered all over, and on the pile of oil barrels Zhang Feng rolled into, a lot of splashes fell and fierce burning.
Zhang Feng pushed aside the oil barrel that was pressed to his chest, trying to get up, but suddenly realized that he couldn't move his leg.
I sat up and saw that my leg was pressed by the frame, and there was a sharp pain.
"what… "
With a low growl, Zhang Feng tried to push away the shelf, but the shelf didn't move. For a moment, his heart sank to the bottom.
"Does I want to die here today?"
Zhang Feng forced himself to calm down. It was not that he had never encountered a more dangerous situation. When he was murdering, how many times he was hunted down and how many times he faced desperation, he broke through.
Running infuriating, go to lift the shelf again.
In vain, the shelf remained motionless.
Run infuriating full force, come again!
The shelf didn't move...
"Zhang Feng, come out soon!"
Ye Qingxuan's yelling came, full of anxiety and helplessness, and crying. Ai Rongrong was thrown out for a minute. Zhang Feng hadn't left yet, and there was an explosion in the warehouse. She was going crazy.
Hearing his wife's voice, Zhang Feng suddenly rounded his eyes and roared
"I am no longer a lonely orphan, I have a family, I have a wife, I have to protect her and raise so many babies with her!"
Zhen Qi was boiling completely, wave after wave hit the shackles in the meridians, arrogant and unwilling to hesitate.
After several more shocks, finally, the shackles were opened, and the tide-like true energy flowed unobstructed in the meridians, and finally returned to the dantian.
In an instant, Dan Tian felt bulging, and his whole body was full of strength.
An expression of excitement appeared on Zhang Feng's face. He was stuck at the pinnacle of the eighth product for five years, and finally achieved a breakthrough, and he entered the realm of the ninth product. Quickly improve.
In a short time, Zhang Feng knew that he had broken through to Rank 9 and was only one step away from the true pinnacle—the Grand Master Realm.
There was another loud noise, and a large amount of burning gasoline flew with the shock wave, like a fire and rain in the sky.
With a calm face, Zhang Feng waved his hand, and a wave of gas surged, blowing away all the gasoline that was flying over him.
The cultivation base on the ninth rank allows him to wield his true qi wantonly, without worrying about the lack of true qi.
Holding the deformed shelf with both hands, Zhang Feng only felt that he was infinitely powerful when he turned to the deformed shelf. When he lifted it fiercely, the shelf was actually lifted, and he was immediately turned aside.
He jumped again and jumped out of the warehouse through the narrow window.
Zhang Feng rolled and stood firmly on the spot, before he looked up, he heard an exclamation.
Ye Qingxuan was caught by Ai Rongrong again, strangling her neck from behind, but the dagger was gone. She clasped Ye Qingxuan's throat with her three fingers into claws.
"Zhang Feng, you weren't dead!" Ai Rongrong was extremely cautious. From under Ye Qingxuan's ear, an eye was exposed, her eyes indifferent and strangely complex.
"Is this your savior to you? If Xiaoxuan insisted on letting me save you, now you have been burned to death!" Zhang Feng had a sullen face and hated Ai Rongrong to the extreme.
"I..." Ai Rongrong was speechless, hesitated for a moment, and clasped Ye Qingxuan's throat harder, "Zhang Feng, my goal is you, if you are willing to die, I will never hurt the eldest sister. Now, you jump Go back to the warehouse, if you die, I will let her go, I promise!"
(End of this chapter)