Ye Fan plunged into the building with black smoke and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.
"Is this kid crazy?"
"Yes, there are wooden boards and paint everywhere. If you burn them, there won't be any bones left."
"Young people are too impulsive. No matter how important something is left behind, you can't go up like this."
Seeing someone rushing upstream into the sea of ​​fire, the people who ran out were all shocked.
Having escaped, they still have lingering fears and are aware of the pressure and suffocation caused by the fire.
When the fire first started, they almost died inside. Now that the fire is raging, Ye Fan rushing in like this is no different from seeking death.
In the eyes of everyone at the scene, Ye Fan was crazy and was joking with his own life.
"Ye Fan, there is more..."
Not far away, Aunt Lin Qi rushed out and wanted to shout something to Ye Fan, but was accidentally hit by a plastic bucket falling from the third floor.
She swayed, her head bleeding and she fainted.
Several employees saw this and helped her up...
"Ye Fan, Ye Fan!"
"Put out the fire quickly, put out the fire quickly, Mr. Tang is still inside."
"Call the fire truck, call the fire truck."
It was too late for Gao Jing to stop Ye Fan, so she could only stamp her feet and shout, then organized people to rescue people and called the fire truck.
Ye Fan, who rushed into the building, knew that he would be in danger, but he was worried that something might happen to Tang Ruoxue, so he couldn't care too much.
No matter what, he couldn't let Tang Ruoxue die in the sea of ​​fire.
Ye Fan tore off a piece of clothing, soaked it with a little water, and bandaged his nose and mouth.
In the fire, many people were not burned to death, but fell into the black smoke and heat wave.
"boom--"
As soon as Ye Fan rushed up the stairs, a bucket of burning paint poured down, bringing with it a roaring heat wave and a dazzling red light.
Ye Fan bent his body and jumped away, narrowly avoiding the flames splashing everywhere.
A few drops of hot paint hit Mark's back, causing him to frown, obviously burning his skin.
However, Ye Fan ignored it and continued to rush upwards neatly.
Although the building was blazing with flames, Ye Fan's vision was not clear because of the gloomy sky and billowing black smoke.
There are even some places where you can't even see your fingers.
But he still rushed up one level at a time, and kept shouting the woman's name to avoid accidentally missing her.
But Ye Fan rushed to the seventh floor and called Tang Ruoxue dozens of times, but still didn't get any response.
He smashed the fire cabinet on the floor, picked up two fire extinguishers, and sprayed the flames in front of him.
After extinguishing a few piles of flames, Ye Fan's vision became clearer and his ears became sharper.
"Um--"
He quickly caught movement in the east room and rushed over with a fire extinguisher.
"Bang--"
Ye Fan quickly came to the east room, used a fire extinguisher to extinguish the flames in the door frame, and then kicked open the charred wooden door.
A heat wave rushed over, and some burning drawings rolled towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan moved to avoid it and also sprayed out several fire spots in the room.
"Ruoxue, Ruoxue!"
In the thick smoke, Ye Fan roared repeatedly.
"Ahem..."
A faint voice sounded from the corner:
"I...I'm here..."
Ye Fan felt happy, threw away the used fire extinguisher, and then rushed towards the source of the sound.
He turned on his cell phone and lit the flashlight, and his vision became clearer.
Tang Ruoxue fell in a corner, her little foot was sprained, her body was pressed by a scaffolding, her pretty face was in pain, and her breathing was weak.
Her left hand was scratched by a nail, and blood was flowing happily.
Ye Fan rushed over and shouted repeatedly: "Ruoxue, Ruoxue!"
He opened the scaffolding with force, used a silver needle to stop the bleeding, then tore off a piece of his clothes, and poured the tea cup with wet hands.
Then bandage Tang Ruoxue's mouth and nose.
Feeling the man's warmth, Tang Ruoxue opened her eyes with force, a hint of joy flashed across her pretty face, and then returned to its former coldness:
"What are you here for? Looking for death?"
She coughed a few times and said, "It's such a big fire. People will die. Please leave quickly. My ankle is sprained and I can't move."
As the person in charge of the company, she has participated in several fire drills and knows how difficult it is to escape from such a fire.
With Ye Fan's skills, it would be no problem to escape alone, but with her as a drag, it would be full of variables.
Tang Ruoxue didn't want Ye Fan to take risks for herself again.
"Shut up!"
Ye Fan reprimanded him unceremoniously: "You have the final say whether you die or not, I have the final say."
Tang Ruoxue felt strange in her heart. It seemed that it was rare to see Mark being overbearing to her.
"Stand still!"
Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue took off their stockings directly. Once the stockings burned in the sea of ​​fire, both legs would be basically destroyed.
Then he put the woman on his back, tied her up with the stockings he had taken off, and then tore up a wooden board and went out.
Feeling the familiar breath and the thickness of her shoulders, Tang Ruoxue, who had always been proud, let her tears fall down.
This man who has been hurt by her countless times can always support her when she needs it.
No regrets yet.
Tang Ruoxue suddenly felt that she owed Mark so much that she would never be able to pay it back in her lifetime.
If she could survive today, she would definitely make it up to Mark.
Tang Ruoxue secretly made up her mind.
"Bang!"
At this moment, a harsh explosion sounded, and the ceiling of the corridor suddenly collapsed.
Burning wooden boards poured down on Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue.
Looking at the dazzling fireball, Tang Ruoxue was not afraid or evasive, but moved her body to protect Mark's head.
She seemed to have to bear the blow for Mark.
"Bang--"
But before she could close her eyes and hold on, Ye Fan had already swung his stick and knocked down the ceiling.
Then he moved his steps to avoid a wire that was wrapped around him, but was hit in the face by some black ash.
Eyes are misty.
Tang Ruoxue reached out and wiped Ye Fan's face.
"I'm fine, just stay down!"
Ye Fan whispered, then waved the wooden board and reached the stairs based on his memory.
The road had already been blocked by various burning debris, and the railings were burned and deformed, but Ye Fan was not afraid at all and carried the woman downstairs with all his strength.
To be continued...