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"I am coming too!"
Before Fu Yan could react, his feet were faster than his brain and he ran after Song Qinrong.
Song Qinrong¡¯s ears twitched, the fire was soaring into the sky, and there seemed to be screams coming from the factory, but she still heard the footsteps following behind her.
She stopped expressionlessly and turned around to face Fu Yan, who was running up.
Fu Yan was focused on Tang Xin. When he saw Song Qinrong turning around, he ran faster and rushed forward.
"Sister Rong, I'll go to the fifth floor and above. You can look for me below the fourth floor"
Before he finished speaking, there was a stabbing pain on the side of his neck.
He widened his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him in disbelief: "Sister Rong"
Before I could say anything out loud, I lost consciousness uncontrollably and fell headlong.
"Keep an eye on him and don't let him run around."
Seeing this, Song Qinrong gave instructions in a cold voice, took back the hand that pricked the needle, and then turned around and ran inside.
The factory has long been surrounded by flames, and black smoke is everywhere, ready to devour the lives of the people inside at any time.
There are still many of Sheng Yan¡¯s men trapped inside. From time to time, at the gate, people struggle to roll out with fire on their bodies.
Those who are still trapped upstairs can simply jump down to survive.
Everyone is trying to escape from this hellish sea of ??fire.
Only Song Qinrong kept walking and walked backward among all the people who came out.
"Miss Song!"
The monkey's eyes were about to burst, and he rushed forward like crazy to stop him.
But as soon as his hand touched Song Qinrong, the other party used the same move and knocked her unconscious with a needle.
Seeing that Monkey and Fu Yan were in Song Qinrong's hands, they couldn't even sustain a move. Who among the remaining people dared to move?
He could only stand there and watch the girl rush into the factory building that was licked by the tongue of fire without hesitation.
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Beijing, a shopping mall.
The old man with white beard and white hair stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror, adjusted his sleeves, looked back and forth proudly, and then turned to ask the people behind him.
"How is it? Do you look ten years younger?"
The youngest man said: "If you want to be ten years younger, you need a hair transplant."
The old man looked at him coldly and moved his eyes to the top of his head: "Hair transplantation, right? Okay, boss, pluck out all the hair on his head and give me a hair transplant!"
"Master!" the young man immediately wailed with a grimace on his face, "I was just kidding you, why are you so unfunny! No wonder my junior sister doesn't like to see you and would rather hide in the capital to study for exams."
As soon as he finished speaking, a long hand stretched out and slapped him hard on the head: "Little junior sister, don't you like to see the master? She is obviously annoying you!"
It was Zhang Yunian who spoke.
He has always been kind-hearted, but it was rare for him to have a straight face.
The sudden disappearance of the little junior sister has always been a pain in the hearts of everyone in the sect.
The young man also knew that he had made a mistake, and curled his lips, but he did not dare to reply again.
Yang Chong rolled his eyes at the apprentice who spoke carelessly and was too lazy to pay any more attention. He turned to the salesperson and said, "That's it. Wrap it up."
The salesperson¡¯s face immediately showed a sweet smile: ¡°Okay. Would you like to pay by cash or card?¡±
"Swipe the card." Yang Zhong said, taking out the bank card from his pocket.
As soon as I put my hand into my pocket, I didn¡¯t know where I touched it, and suddenly there was a stinging pain on my fingertips.
He took a breath, took it out and saw that it was bleeding.
The few disciples who were following him immediately became confused and ran up to stop the bleeding and bandage him.
"Master, there is a senior brother who can take out money, why are you so anxious!" The third senior sister felt distressed the most and couldn't help blaming the old man.
Yang Zhong did not say anything, staring blankly at the blood on his fingertips.
I don¡¯t know why, but I suddenly felt an indescribable uneasiness in my heart.
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After entering the factory gate, Song Qinrong did not rush to the third floor. Instead, she tried her best to look around the door with her eyes open. She soon saw Sheng Yan, who was urging his men to retreat quickly.
She quickly stepped forward and grabbed Sheng Yan's wrist.
"Where is Tang Xin?"
Sheng Yan felt a sharp pain in his wrist and was about to curse when he turned around and was caught off guard by a pair of cold eyes
His heartbeat almost stopped: "Why are you still here? Why don't you get out quickly!"
Then his eyebrows twitched again, and he seemed to think of Tang Xin: "Tang Xin? I didn't see her"
"Where was she taken by your people?" Song Qinrong asked concisely.
Cold sweat began to break out on Sheng Yan¡¯s forehead.
"The original arrangement was to take him to the second floorbut logically, there was a sudden fire, so they should have brought Tang Xin down with him."
As he was speaking, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw someone stumbling down the stairs.
Sheng Yan¡¯s eyes suddenly lit up: ¡°Hey!¡±
Song Qinrong could tell the identity of the person from the other party's reaction almost instantly.
She immediately let go of Sheng Yan and stepped forward quickly to block the person's way.
"Where is Tang Xin?"
The man¡¯s face was covered with gray, his eyes had been so smoked that he couldn¡¯t open them open, and his back shoulder was still bleeding. He looked extremely miserable.
He didn¡¯t pay attention to the person who asked the question. When he heard this, he could only shake his head feebly: ¡°When I came out, I passed by a row of shelves. She didn¡¯t move as fast as us. The shelf fell down and pinned her underneath.
I no longer have the strength to save people"
"She was pushed under the shelf?" When Song Qinrong heard this, her pupils suddenly shrank.
But now was not the time to settle accounts, so she could only try to control her emotions and asked coldly: "Where is she trapped?"
The man pointed to the top of his head: "Near the stairs on the second floor"
As soon as the words were spoken, Song Qinrong had disappeared.
"Miss Song!" Sheng Yan saw it and almost jumped up in excitement.
But seeing Song Qinrong walking away without looking back, he knew he couldn't stop her. After thinking about it, he quickly took off the oxygen tank on his back and threw it upwards.
"Go on!"
These two words finally made Song Qinrong turn around and reach out to grab it.
"Thanks."
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Tang Xin was lying on the ground with a splitting headache.
She could still vaguely hear screams, sometimes right next to her ears, and sometimes they seemed far away from her.
She tried her best to raise her eyelids, but in the next moment, she closed them again because they were too heavy.
"Fu Yansave me" she murmured softly.
Thinking of this boy, she gritted her teeth and tried to get up again.
But the severe pain in her legs made it impossible for her to move.
Tang Xin was frightened and desperate. Thick smoke filled the air and jumped into her internal organs. Her consciousness became increasingly blurred and her body became colder and colder.
Even the screams gradually became quieter, and in the end nothing could be heard.
It seemed like she was the only one left in the whole world.
No one will come to save her.
A drop of tear slowly fell down Tang Xin's cheek.
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