Zhao Ming was closest to Zhang Du at the moment, but because everything was so sudden, he forgot to help Zhang Du put out the fire.
Zhang Du's hair, eyebrows, and clothes all burned, including his nose and ears.
Lin Lixin calmed down and saw a small bucket next to him, with half a bucket of water in it.
Without thinking, he picked up the small bucket and poured it on Zhang Du.
Or it may be that busy people are ignorant. Burning alcohol cannot be extinguished by water.
What Lin Lixin didn't expect was that the small bucket was not filled with water at all, but seemed to be a compound liquid used for sanitation.
This liquid ignites easily when exposed to fire, even more powerful than alcohol and gasoline.
At this moment, Zhang Du's whole body was on fire, leaving no blind spots.
Zhang Du kept twisting and wailing, like a phoenix rising from nirvana in the fire.
Zhao Hai found a thick blanket, soaked it in water, and then he and Lin Lixin pulled it around Zhang Du.
Zhang Du fell to the ground with a plop, twitching non-stop.
Lin Lixin kept beating Zhang Du's body with wet clothes. Slowly, the flames went out.
Zhao Hai wanted to untie the blanket, but it couldn't be removed at this moment. Zhang Du's skin was completely connected to the blanket.
Zhang Du had been completely burned. Lin Lixin squatted down, tried Zhang Du's breathing, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Zhang Du was no longer breathing, which meant that he was burned alive by the fire.
No one thought that the small half bucket of flammable liquid was actually prepared by Zhang Du for Wang Gensheng.
Zhang Du thought Wang Gensheng would definitely die, so he prepared some flammable liquid and planned to finally cremate Wang Gensheng.
Lin Lixin couldn't help but feel sad when he saw Zhang Du's tragic death.
"Wang Gensheng, you are so cruel." Lin Lixin frowned and did not say.
"Lin Lixin, I have no strength at all now, and you actually say that I am cruel. Are you blind?" Wang Gensheng asked with a sneer.
From beginning to end, Wang Gensheng did not move even a step.
Lin Lixin picked up the baseball bat and wanted to avenge Zhang Du, but Lin Guo rushed over regardless of others' obstruction.
"Dad, you should wake up. Don't you know what your uncle wants to do?" Lin Guo hugged Lin Lixin desperately to prevent him from swinging the baseball bat.
Lin Lixin actually knew full well that Zhang Du's death was his own fault.
Seeing Lin Lixin's hesitation, Zhao Ming walked over in a swaggering manner: "Mr. Lin, why don't you step aside first and wait until I beat Wang Gensheng up."
Lin Lixin was so distraught that he finally stepped aside.
Wang Gensheng was still sitting on the sofa very tired, even with his eyes closed.
Zhao Ming took the baseball bat from Lin Lixin's hand and hit Wang Gensheng on the head.
Wang Gensheng didn't dodge, and just when the baseball bat was about to fall, the chair suddenly leaned back.
It's hard to say exactly how strong he was. In short, Wang Gensheng clamped the baseball bat so tightly that Zhao Ming couldn't move.
At the same time, the chair that Wang Gensheng had tilted back came back.
He pressed his feet down, and Zhao Ming's arms moved forward several steps due to the traction of the baseball bat.
Zhao Ming was shocked and yanked the baseball bat hard.
Suddenly, Wang Gensheng opened his feet, and Zhao Ming took a few steps back and fell heavily to the ground.
Wang Gensheng was still sitting on the chair, as steady as Mount Tai.
Zhao Ming was breathing heavily. He didn't know what was going on just now. He seemed to be possessed.
Turning around, he looked at the four men angrily: "What are you doing to eat? Why don't you quickly capture Wang Gensheng?"
The four men were originally Zhao Bubai's proud disciples. Now that they saw Zhao Ming speaking, they naturally did not dare to slack off.
Four people gathered around Wang Gensheng from four directions. Each of them had a special soft stick in his hand.
Wang Gensheng suddenly left his seat and squatted down.
No one knew what he was going to do, but just as the four people were about to approach, he grabbed the sofa with his hand and swept it in a circle.
Before the four men could gather together, their legs had already been hit by the chair.
With several squeaking sounds, the four men's legs were all cut off by the chairs, and they fell to the ground with a thump and a thump.
The mahogany chair in Wang Gensheng's hand had only a few skeletons left, and it fell apart in an instant.
Lin Lixin and Zhao Hai were stunned. Wang Gensheng was too powerful. Is this okay?
Zhao Ming glanced at his uncle Zhao Bubai behind him and said with a sad face: "Uncle, what should we do now?"
"Zhao Ming, do you think there is still a chance to retreat now? All we can do now is to destroy Wang Gen in one go." Zhao Bubai shouted coldly.
"Uncle, please stop!" Zhao Yuxin begged softly at the stairs.
"Yuxin, we have no way out. Either Wang Gen will live or die today, or we will perish." Zhao Bubai responded coldly.
Suddenly, his figure appeared in front of Wang Gensheng like a ghost.
At the same time, dozens of punches were fired at the same time, like a goddess scattering flowers.
What a fast punch!
Wang Gensheng was also dazzled by Zhao Bubai's punching style. Even so, Zhao Bubai's fist could not reach Wang Gensheng's body.
"Wang Gensheng, you are fighting back!" Zhao Bubai smiled proudly. It seemed that Wang Gensheng was really weak.
At this moment, Zhao Ming held up a baseball bat and hit Wang Gensheng from behind.
Lin Guo and Zhao Yuxin exclaimed at the same time. Zhao Bubai's uncle and nephew were attacking from both sides at the same time. Wang Gensheng was already being attacked from both sides.
Who would have thought that Wang Gensheng would suddenly escape from his shell and retreat from the middle of the two of them.
Zhao Ming's baseball bat didn't have time to stop, and hit Zhao Bubai hard on the head.
And Zhao Bubai's fist seemed to be difficult to hold back, and it hit Zhao Ming hard in the heart.
Zhao Ming's body arched and he flew up, and Zhao Bubai's punch actually penetrated the shirt on his back.
Zhao Bubai was no better at this moment. Zhao Ming's baseball bat just now was too hard and his skull was shattered.
Zhao Ming fell from the sky and could not move for a long time.
Zhao Bubai stood there swaying for a long time, then suddenly fell straight to the ground.
Zhao Yuxin and Lin Guo witnessed all this with their own eyes, as if Zhao Bubai's uncle and nephew were killing each other.
Their death or injury did not seem to have much to do with Wang Gensheng.
Wang Gensheng had just fought with Zhao Bubai's uncle and nephew, and he had already tried his best.
Now as long as someone makes a surprise attack, Wang Gensheng may have a hard time surviving.
Lin Lixin and Zhao Hai witnessed the tragic death of their relatives, and they were even more furious at this moment. They picked up their weapons and rushed towards Wang Gensheng.