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Guo Anni came out of "Mengyuan" and went directly to meet a client.
"Mr. Jin, hello!"
"Oh, Mr. Guo. Welcome to come!"
? When they came to the Youngor Hotel where the other party was staying, the two parties sat down to discuss matters such as the contract and payment after being courteous. But before the negotiation was finalized, someone suddenly shouted in panic: "It's on fire, it's on fire."
Lan Feiyang at the door hurried out and grabbed the waiter who ran out of the elevator and shouted: "What's going on? Where is the fire?"
"The seventh floor, the seventh floor. Now the seventh floor is full of flames, you run downstairs quickly." The waiter shouted, "All customers on the 12th floor, please go downstairs immediately!" Then he broke away from Lan Feiyang's hand anxiously and terrified Knock on the door one by one.
"Mr. Guo, the seventh floor is on fire." Lan Feiyang hurried back and said, "Let's go downstairs quickly."
Guo Anni, Zhang Yong, Mr. Jin and his assistant who had already arrived at the door of the room went out quickly without saying a word, and ran to the elevator in a panic.
At the same time, other customers on the twelfth floor rushed over, but when the elevator came, a warning sound came out when the door opened.
"I'm already overweight! I can't get on."
The person in the elevator shouted anxiously and angrily: "What the hell is this elevator doing? It's obviously overweight and still stops on every floor. Isn't this a waste of time?"
"That's right, if it's designed to be overweight, it's easier to go up and down." Another customer stomped manically, "I'm so anxious!"
"The elevator is overweight, so what shall we do?" Seeing the elevator door closing again amidst the shouts, the chubby President Jin asked anxiously.
"Yeah, it looks like there are still a lot of people upstairs going down. When will this be?" More and more people panicked.
"If we continue like this, we won't be able to run away if the fire burns up later." In panic and panic, people had no clue.
"Excuse me, where is the emergency exit?" Seeing that the waiter had also come, Guo Anni grabbed her arm and asked.
"Come with me!" The waiter turned and left, then turned right.
Everyone followed her and walked more than 20 meters to a door. Before entering the door, they heard noise and intensive footsteps. There was indeed an emergency stair passage in the door.
Seeing the stairs, everyone joined the rushing crowd.
Guo Anni did not rush downstairs. Seeing the smoke coming up the stairs, she frowned and fanned it away with her palm: "Zhang Yong, go to the opposite guest room and get the towel from the bathroom."
"Okay." Lan Feiyang had already rushed out first, and came to the bathroom of the open guest room opposite, pulled a towel and turned on the faucet to get wet.
Zhang Yong followed and stuffed the two bath towels and the other towel in the standard room into the sink. "Go, hurry up!" Zhang Yong pushed Lan Feiyang, randomly grabbed half-dried towels and bath towels, and came out after Lan Feiyang.
"Mr. Guo, here!" Lan Feiyang handed Guo Anni the wet towel that had been wet and then wrung out.
Guo Anni took it and shook it away, covered her nose and started running down.
Zhang Yong stuffed a half-dry bath towel to Lan Feiyang, and followed Guo Anni in the gradually thicker smoke and dust. Lan Feiyang carelessly covered the big bath towel in front of his nose, and also rushed down quickly.
The lower you go, the bigger the smoke, and the more people coughing desperately. Lan Feiyang reached out and grabbed Guo Anni's arm holding the LV bag to prevent it from being squeezed or other accidents. And Zhang Yong took the folder to open the way ahead.
Many people were choking on the handrails of the stairs and coughing because of the thick smoke; some were pushed down and trampled by others;
So crying, screaming, coughing and roaring became a mess, panic, panic, helplessness, and despair swept the troubled people like the plague.
Because Guo Anni, who was wearing high-heeled short boots, was knocked or stumbled several times, Lan Feiyang had no choice but to tighten her arms, almost helping her to walk.
The three of them came between the eighth and ninth floors, but they saw that the stairway had been sealed by thick smoke and fire, and the fire had spread to the eighth floor. Many people stopped, not daring to go any further.
But if you don't go down, even if you don't get burned to death here, you will be suffocated to death by the thick smoke. What's more, since the fire has spread to the eighth floor, it will soon be engulfed by the fire.
After all, Zhang Yong is older and has more experience. He decisively stuffed his towel to Lan Feiyang: "Tie it up and cover your mouth and nose." He took Lan Feiyang's semi-dry bath towel and put it on Guo Anni , quickly knotted at the front.
"Lan Qing, Mr. Guo on your back and follow me down!"
&"Okay." Lan Feiyang, who had already covered his mouth and nose with a towel and quickly tied a knot at the back of his head, quickly squatted down and picked up Guo Anni on his back, and continued to rush down with Zhang Yong, who was half covering his mouth and half wearing a bath towel. Surrounded by smoke and fire, the three of them moved forward step by step, avoiding unowned shoes, bags, and fallen people.
Seeing this, some people rushed down with their scarves or sleeves covering their noses. Waiting here is nothing but death, but rushing down has the hope of life!
The chubby President Jin was so choked that he retreated to the ninth floor, and asked his assistant to go to the guest room on the ninth floor to see if there were any towels and bath towels.
The seventh floor is a sea of ??fire, and the temperature is very high. If it is not for the thick clothes in winter, the whole body will probably have blisters. But just like that, the hem of the bath towel that Zhang Yong was writing caught fire. Others had their clothes on fire or fainted from the smoke.
Between the seventh and eighth floors, as long as they can move, no one dares to stop, and they are all desperately racing against death.
The sixth floor was also burning, and from time to time, burnt and detached things fell from the stairs. A man was unfortunately hit, slipped and rolled down the stairs, and stopped motionless at the bend.
Seeing that the file folder was on fire, and the bath towel was already on fire, Zhang Yong was as busy as lightning, covered his nose with his sleeve and continued to run down while coughing.
On the fifth floor, there were still some pouring smoke and some people who bent over to take a rest due to exhaustion and intense coughing after breaking through the fire floor. Some people who caught fire rolled on the spot, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies.
Zhang Yong was so smoked that he couldn't bear it anymore, he couldn't help squatting down and gasping for breath.
Seeing him panting and coughing, Lan Feiyang seemed to be very uncomfortable, so he stopped unconsciously.
Seeing this, Zhang Yong waved his hands: "You cough, you and cough firstMr. Guo, cough and cough."
"Are you okay?" Guo Anni asked as she removed the dry and hot towel. Zhang Yong waved his hand, indicating that it was all right.
"Then I'll go down with Mr. Guo first. Come quickly after you rest for a while." Lan Feiyang said while carrying Guo Anni on his back.
Yes, although there is no fire here. But it's always not safe in this building. It would be bad if the floor collapsed or fell down. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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