"The balance is running low..."

Wu Xiaode looked at the balance display on the phone screen and couldn't help but lament.

This is the money I saved for a whole semester!

But having said that, I hope the commission on the wall is completed.

He also survived safely and obtained the inheritance of Iron Line Style Fist.

Be content.

Now it's time to go home and take a rest, think about how to get some living expenses, and think about what to do in the next few days to make yourself stronger.

After all, half a day has passed.

In six and a half days, he will be transported to the Death Cave again.

As Wu Xiaode walked, he looked at the black book floating in front of him.

A question suddenly arose in his mind.

Since that ancestral spirit is so powerful, why didn't he save Zhao Junyu himself instead of entrusting it to me?

Seems to know what he is thinking——

New ice crystal letters appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"Neither the undead nor the heroic spirits can communicate with living people. Only extremely rare professional abilities can communicate with them, such as this book."

"In addition, no spirit can interfere with the fate of the real world. Only with the help of certain professional abilities or props, they can realize many things."

I see.

Wu Xiaode turned the corner, suddenly felt something in his heart, and slowly raised his head.

ahead.

Upstairs in the old residential complex, thick smoke billowed and flames shot into the sky.

Almost at the same moment, the mobile phone in my pocket vibrated and beeped.

He took it out and looked at it, and immediately connected it.

"Sister Lan, where are you?" he asked nervously.

The sound of sobbing came from the phone, followed by Xia Huilan's voice:

"Xiao Wu, run quickly, don't come back!"

Wu Xiaode's expression changed and he quickly said: "Sister Lan? What's wrong with you? What happened?"

beep--

The phone was hung up.

Immediately afterwards, a message appeared on the phone screen:

"A large-scale fire broke out in the old district No. 361 in the south of the city."

Isn't that your home?

Xia Huilan is trapped upstairs?

Wu Xiaode ran out like lightning. In just a few breaths, he crossed the long street, climbed over the courtyard wall, and came to the downstairs of his family.

Looking up, the flames were engulfing the entire building.

Xia Huilan lives on the fifth floor.

The location of the fire was on the ninth floor. Although the fire was spreading, it was still some distance from the fifth floor where Xia Huilan lived.

"fine……"

Wu Xiaode murmured and rushed directly into the corridor of the unit building.

His body is extremely light and his feet are full of strength. He can jump up an entire flight of stairs with just one push.

In almost less than a minute, he arrived at the fifth floor.

Bang——

Wu Xiaode kicked the door open and looked inside.

"Sister Lan!"

He shouted loudly.

no respond.

I saw that the numerous awards Xia Huilan had received since she was a child were posted on the wall. They had been blackened by smoke and looked ruined.

This is her treasure, and now she doesn't care.

Wu Xiaode rushed into the entrance hall and shouted: "Sister Lan, where are you?"

In the living room.

A woman was tied to a chair with her head hanging down, as if she was in a coma.

Blood flowed down her arm.

——After a while, the fire spread and she would have no way to survive.

"Sister Lan!"

Wu Xiaode rushed forward and hurriedly wanted to save the woman, but suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He knelt down and took a closer look at the woman's face.

——Not Xia Huilan!

Wu Xiaode was startled, then reached out to feel the woman's pulse.

No pulse.

She is dead.

Why did a strange woman die in Xia Huilan's home?

And the fire is about to burn down!

Wu Xiaode suddenly remembered many things.

Xia Huilan said she wanted to resign.

She was entangled by a few gangsters, and those gangsters in a remote area even brought knives.

That USB drive.

And her last words of advice.

Scenes of scenes flashed through his mind, and Wu Xiaode suddenly realized something.

Maybe this fire is not simple.

There was a sudden noise at the door.

Wu Xiaode turned around quickly and saw a man standing at the door, looking at him jokingly.

"Should I say you are stupid, or that you are quite infatuated?" the man said.

He was wearing a floral shirt, and the fruit knife in his hand had turned into a half-arm-long machete. He was looking at Wu Xiaode with his head tilted.

That gangster boss!

Wu Xiaode stood up and said in a deep voice: "What's going on? Why do you appear here?"

"You brat, you made me look embarrassed during the day," the gangster said.

"Make a fool of yourself? Why do I remember that you wanted to stab me with that fruit knife?" Wu Xiaode said.

"Boy, you relied on your meat cleaver and fish knives to force me to retreat——"

The gangster waved his sharp machete and said proudly: "Look, this is not a fruit knife. This time I want to regain my place."

As soon as his body sank, he rushed towards Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode took out something from his back and pointed it at the gangster.

The gangster glanced at it and said, "Gun!"

This is a narrow indoor environment, and it is almost impossible to escape from the gunpoint.

This is a gun. Why does he have a gun?

The gangster's expression changed several times, he waved the machete and shouted sternly: "Come on, if you have the guts, take out the knife and compete with me to see who is stronger!"

Bah——

Wu Xiaode pulled the trigger.

A bullet flew past the gangster's side and hit the wall.

The gangster froze.
To be continued...