"Have you seen Ding Yiyi?" He hurriedly grabbed a man's shoulder and asked.

"Who is Ding Yiyi?" The man waved away his hand in confusion, fearing that Ye Nianmo would delay his chance of rescue. The third floor of the exhibition hall is a large conference room. If she is not here, she must still be on the second floor.

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Ye Nianmo rushed down again, "Hey, don't run around!" A firefighter grabbed his shoulder. Ye Nianmo turned his head. The cold, anxious and cold look in his eyes shocked the firefighter.

Unconsciously let go.

Ding Yiyi, who was curled up on the ground, watched another figure running downstairs. This time she saw clearly that it was Ye Nianmo! "Ye Chuqing is in the washroom on the second floor!"

Ding Yiyi felt that he must have come to find Ye Chuqing, and vaguely watched him rummaging through the ruins. A few glass fragments fell down, and she looked up and saw that the huge crystal chandelier on the ceiling could no longer bear the weight of the wall.

Burning and crumbling!

"Careful! Boom!!" The glass hit the ground with a loud noise. Ding Yiyi threw him down at the last moment. Ye Nianmo hugged Ding Yiyi with his backhand. The two of them rolled sideways, and Ding Yiyi's head was about to touch.

The red-burnt railing at the top of the stairs.

Ye Nianmo's eyes were horrified, and he turned over and changed positions with Ding Yiyi, holding Ding Yiyi in his arms, with the railings that were burned by the fire and turned rusty color directly printed on his back.

"Hmm." He groaned in pain. The feeling of the cloth sticking to the burnt muscles was excruciating. Ding Yiyi didn't notice anything unusual. He only felt Ye Nianmo's whole body convulsing for a while, and asked worriedly: "Are you injured?"

After a while, Ye Nianmo finally spoke: "It's okay. I hit you. Do you still have the strength to walk out?"

She shook her head. She had inhaled too much carbon monoxide, and she was completely weak. The pounce just now completely used up her last strength.

Ye Nianmo stood up and swayed. The huge crystal chandelier fell down and covered the fire in the center of the room. The two took the opportunity to move to the window.

It was as stuffy as the window, and thick smoke kept drifting out, "Hey! There are people on the second floor!" Ye Nianmo shouted towards the window, vaguely hearing the roar of people downstairs, but no one responded.

In the square, Xia Youxin watched people being picked up one after another, but after waiting for so long, she still didn't see Ye Nianmo.

"Someone inside was crushed to death by a steel bar." Someone beside her murmured. Xia Youxin's face was pale, and Ye Qianmo was not much better. He looked at his watch frequently, while Aoxue kept shivering with a pale face.

"Boom, boom, boom!" A huge explosion sounded again, this time completely blocking the door, and all the firefighters retreated. "The organizer said that there are still some fireworks and firecrackers waiting for the evening celebration. They must have been those just now.

The thing exploded and it's impossible to get in now," a firefighter said.

As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight military vehicles came not far away. Thirteen got out of one of the military vehicles and trotted to Ye Qianmo's side, saying: "Mr. Ye, I have already said hello to the superiors."

"Quick!" Ye Qianmo ordered in a deep voice, and the well-trained troops came down with a roar, fully equipped, and began to approach the exhibition hall in an orderly manner.

On the second floor, "I feel so uncomfortable, I still can't hold on." Ding Yiyi murmured, her eyes slowly closing. Ye Nianmo hurriedly patted her cheek: "Wake up and hold on a little longer.

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"Well." She responded lightly, but still didn't open her eyes. She felt a touch of moisture on her dry and flaky lips, and she suddenly opened her eyes wide.
Chapter completed!