Looking at the hand vaguely flapping randomly behind the car window in the blazing fire, Feren couldn't help but think of the past.
In the early days of the reincarnation space, during a mission, Feren was surrounded by fire. When the fire was extinguished, he had turned into a charred corpse. Later, a teammate went through all kinds of hardships to resurrect him. Unfortunately, this person later
His teammate was beaten to death by one move, and he had already been resurrected once, so Feren couldn't revive him a second time despite all his efforts.
In a flash of thought, Feilun felt that the person in the car was like himself back then. He had a rare moment of sympathy and rushed into the fire scene without hesitation.
At this moment, a female reporter happened to be at the scene of the accident. She wanted to shoot some news. Unexpectedly, she saw Phelan getting off the Ferrari in the distance through the camera. She just hesitated a little and jumped into the scene of the fire.
Wow, big news!
The female reporter picked up the camera and took a series of pictures. At this time, she only regretted that the cameraman was not with her and could not record the precious images at the first time. The female reporter had even thought of the news headline in her mind: "A rich man risked his life to rescue the fire."
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Fearon took off his coat and held it under his arm. He took a few strong steps with his feet, then flew forward with his legs and thrust his legs towards the rear windshield of the car, and rushed in from the place where the fire was fierce.
"Is he crazy?" the onlookers exclaimed!
The female reporter was also dumbfounded. Fortunately, her hands did not forget to work, and she took a precious photo of Feren lying in the air with his legs inserted into the blazing fire.
Feilun, who was thrown into the car, was not crazy. The moment before he jumped into the fire, he circulated the Wusha Xuanjin Qi in his body to the limit, reaching the surface of his body.
The moment he passed through the flames, apart from his hair being curled up and his skin being burned, there was no serious problem.
Due to the seepage of oil, open flames had broken out in some places inside the car, and the temperature was extremely high. Fallon, who was sitting in the back seat, could see at a glance the deformed front of the car and the woman stuck in the driver's seat by the airbag.
Yes, woman. The woman's face was stuck obliquely by the airbag, and her face was facing the window. Feren couldn't see it from behind, but he could hear her screams of terror and the sound of her slamming the window.
Feilun's parallel fingers were like knives, and he opened the airbag directly behind the woman's ear. Otherwise, once the airbag was heated to a sufficient level, it would explode and might shatter the woman's entire face.
Without the air bag, the clamped woman loosened up a little. Just when she was about to struggle, Feilun said in time: "Don't move!"
Hearing Feilun's voice, the woman who still had some mental qualities tried her best to suppress her desire to escape and steadied her body. Feilun knew that time would not wait for me, so he immediately stretched out his hands filled with the murderous black gold energy under the driver's seat, and separated them left and right.
Hold the two corners and squeeze hard.
"Crack!"
The two rotatable springs inside the driver's seat were immediately broken, but the skin of Ferran's palms was also burned with blood blisters, and turned into bloody paste with a little force, which looked extremely scary.
Fearon didn't care much. He grabbed the backrest of the driver's seat with both hands and exerted force. There was a loud bang, and both the backrest and the woman lay down flat.
Only then did Feilun see the woman's face. He was extremely surprised. It looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before: "Are your feet stuck? If not, I will drag you to the back seat."
The look on the woman's face was helpless and panicked. After seeing Feilun, she suddenly felt like crying with joy: "Brother Fei? I'm not dreaming, am I?"
Fearon frowned and said, "I'm sorry, I'm asking about your feet!" He knew that the situation was urgent, and he knew that people in distress are easy to take advantage of, so he avoided asking the question of whether he knew him or not.
"My feet can move, so they shouldn't be stuck!" the woman said.
Fearon didn't fully believe the woman's words, so he didn't pull her completely onto the back seat, but dragged her to him bit by bit. When he could fully see her feet,
, Feilun breathed a sigh of relief.
The woman threw herself into Fearon's arms and burst into tears.
At this time, the fire was getting bigger and bigger and began to develop out of control, and the sound of beeping could be heard endlessly.
"Let's go!" Feilun didn't give the woman any more time to be moved. He hugged her with one arm and kicked the rear door next to him.
The rear door, which was already slightly deformed and extremely difficult to open, became like a piece of paper under the violent force of Ferran's feet. It flew out with a "swish" and crossed a distance of seven or eight meters before landing with a bang. Fortunately,
None of the onlookers came too close, otherwise they would definitely be accidentally injured.
Then, Phelan covered the woman's head and face with his coat, jumped out of the empty rear door with her in his arms, and escaped from the car oven in embarrassment.
"boom--"
At this time, the fire on the car body had already detonated the fuel tank of the car. The entire rear part of the car was lifted more than one meter into the air by the violent explosion. Then it fell down and became a mess. The two rear wheels became
The Hot Wheels jumped out and rolled towards the onlookers, scaring the citizens and running away.
Seeing this scene, the woman in Feilun's arms was extremely frightened and emotionally unstable. She tightly wrapped her hands around Feilun's waist and refused to let go.
At this moment, Ferran noticed that the extremely stunning woman in front of him was no more than twenty years old. Although she was unkempt and disheveled, she still couldn't conceal her natural beauty. She fluttered in Ferran's arms, trembling uneasily like a baby bird that fell out of the nest.
He was standing and crying, which made Feren somewhat uncomfortable.
"This little...sister, it's okay. Can you let go first?" In the public, Feilun really couldn't say anything serious. "Look at the burnt clothes on your body. I also have some burns on my body."
All burns need to be treated, right?"
As soon as the woman heard that Feilun was burned, she immediately left Feilun's arms, looked at him up and down, and asked in panic: "Brother Fei, where are you injured?"
Feilun rolled his eyes and said, "Miss, we don't seem to know each other, right? Don't mistake me for your elder brother, okay?"
"Brother Fei, don't you remember me?" The woman's eyes showed a look of grievance, "I am..."
Just at this moment, the female reporter who had been taking pictures came forward, flashed her press card, set up her recording pen and said: "Sorry to bother you two! Excuse me, sir, I saw you driving a Ferrari from Situ
After walking down the road, I rushed into the fire scene to save this lady without any hesitation. What did you think at the time?"
I have to admit that this female reporter's figure and appearance are quite good. If one hundred is the perfect score, she can score eighty-five points on both. It would be a waste not to become a female star. It is a pity that she is like Feilun.
Compared with the women rescued from the fire, they seem ordinary.
Fearon originally didn't want to answer the female reporter's question, but he vaguely heard the sound of sirens and knew that a colleague had arrived. If he didn't answer the question at this moment, it would be a problem if the Public Relations Department found out about it later, so he spread his hands and said: "I
I didn’t think about anything else at the time, because I’m a police officer!”
"What? Are you SIR?" The female reporter was keenly aware that there might be bigger news about Feilun. Just as she was about to ask again, the stunning woman accidentally discovered that both of Feilun's palms were bloody and bloody, and she immediately exclaimed:
"Brother Fei, your hands..."
Feilun was really angry now: "Miss, I really don't know you, don't mistake me for my elder brother, okay?"
The female reporter lost no time in putting the recording pen to the stunning woman's mouth and asked: "Miss, did you just say you know this SIR?"
The stunning woman was not polite to the female reporter at all, scolding: "Why are you interviewing randomly? Get out of here!"
The female reporter didn't expect that the stunning woman had completely opposite attitudes toward her and Faylan. She didn't think about it for a moment and froze on the spot. Fortunately, colleagues from the fire brigade arrived at the scene at this time, and some of them were busy putting out the fire.
Another group of people were found under the guidance of citizens at the scene.
Feilun took out his ID from his trouser pocket (hidden ring), showed his identity, and pointed to the stunning woman who had been holding his hand and said: "This lady just came out of the fire, she was too frightened, and she was not in a good mood.
She is stable, she is suspected of having a concussion, please take her to the hospital!"
"Brother Fei, I'm very nice, it's okay!" the stunning woman said reluctantly, "It's your hands..."
Feilun said in a coaxing tone: "Oh, dear, my hand is fine. Since you call me big brother, just listen to big brother and go to the hospital!"
The stunning woman was so smart that she couldn't tell that Phelan was trying to coax her. She rolled her eyes with helplessness, reluctantly let go of Phelan's hand, and got on the stretcher with the support of the firefighters.
"call--"
Watching the stunning woman get into the ambulance that followed, Feilun let out a sigh of relief. The female reporter who had been following him and refused to leave asked: "Sir Fei, do you really not know that girl just now? But look.
She looks like she really knows you!"
"Are you sure she's not mentally ill?" Fearon asked, showing his bloody palms, "Sorry, I have to take care of my injuries!" After saying that, he got into the Ferrari, started the ignition, and drove off.
, the female reporter was so angry that she stamped her feet.
When Ferron turned a corner and cut his unevenly burned hair into a square length, treated the injuries on his hands and body, put on bandages and rushed to the regional headquarters, the police officer (①) in the briefing room met
It's already started.
"Report!"
Everyone in the briefing room looked at the door, all focused on Faerun. Among them, Bao Niu's eyes were filled with hatred, but when she saw Faerun's body covered in bandages, she suddenly turned to shock.
Chen Zekun, the senior SIR on the stage, was also a little surprised and said: "PI fee, I think there must be a reason why you are late. Please sit down first and come to my office after the meeting to explain in detail."
When Feilun sat down next to Xie Yixin, Chen Zekun continued the topic: "Let's talk about the job rotation during the New Year!"
(①: Trainee inspectors and above are called police officers, police station sergeants and below are called junior police officers)
(ps: I wish everyone to enjoy the rice dumplings during the Dragon Boat Festival, ^_^)
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