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Chapter 685 Dangerous Situation
"Why hasn't the fire truck come yet!"

Wen Shizhang was already a little anxious, pacing back and forth non-stop.

"It should be on the way, it will be here soon."

The others replied.

The fire engine didn't come, but the media who smelled it rushed to the scene not long after Fat Brother entered the fire.

The reporters were stunned by the blaze at first glance. It has been so many years since the capital has seen such a big fire!
At the second glance, I saw all the disheveled celebrities and entertainers standing by the side of the road, huh!They were all big names, even Wen Shizhang was there, and the reporters immediately became excited. If there are so many celebrities, if something happens to any one, it will be lively enough.

Seeing Wen Shizhang's dark face, the reporters didn't dare to go up and talk about the interview, but after a little understanding from other people, they asked about it. It turned out that it was a dinner party from the Film and Television Actors Association, but they suddenly disappeared, because they discovered it early. , and there were not many customers, so everyone inside came out.

"So, there is no one in the fire scene now, right?"

Wen Shizhang didn't want to be interviewed, but it didn't mean that other artists didn't want to be interviewed. Those who were hiding behind Meng Dongting just now were very happy.

"Oh, there are two more! There was a little girl who was trapped inside, and Zhou or else shouted to save her, so he plunged into it, heh, look at the fire..."

Leng Bin, a member of the association who was interviewed, raised his mouth slightly when he mentioned this, as if he thought it was a very silly and funny thing.

As he was talking, Leng Bin found out why the microphone on his mouth was getting lower and lower, and looked at the reporters interviewing him in puzzlement, and found that they were all staring at him indifferently.

"Why, what are you doing?"

Leng Bin was frightened by the eyes of several people, and couldn't help taking a small step back, as if he was worried that the reporter would suddenly pick up the microphone and hit him.

"Leng Bin, you really live up to your surname, you are so cold-blooded."

A male reporter said coldly.

"Which unit are you from? I warn you..."

"Bah! Scum!"

Before Leng Bin could finish his sentence, another female reporter spit on him and gave him a serious fairy flower.

"Damn it! I... you... stop! Delete the recording just now!"

After recollection, Leng Bin also realized that what he said just now seemed to be a bit wrong. Unfortunately, several reporters didn't intend to give him a chance to make up for it. This is considered big news, right?

This is why many managers will tell artists not to accept media interviews without their own presence, because it is difficult for artists to look at and speak objectively as a party, just as Leng Bin has been immersed in the complaints about Zhou Buan just now , and after drinking, he took it for granted that there was nothing wrong with what he said, and only realized that he had made a mistake when he found that the reporter's reaction was not right.

The Southern Suburb Squadron, which was dispatched immediately after receiving the fire alarm call, should have arrived at the fire scene in 15 minutes according to the normal driving time, but the bad thing was that the departure time happened to be the noon rush hour, and private vehicles along the way saw fire trucks sounding their sirens. They will try to avoid it as much as possible, but there is still a car that is indifferent to the siren of the fire truck. Not only does it not give way, it even blocks the intersection when the green light is on.

The horn on the fire truck rang again and again, but the white car refused to move. When the firefighters were helpless, the other car owners couldn’t stand it anymore. A few violent men smashed the window of the white car with a wrench. The three of them scuffled with a few men, while the others got into the white car and moved it aside to make way for them.

Seeing a few people punching to the flesh, both sides were bruised and swollen with nosebleeds, Kong Xin, the squad leader on the fire truck behind, finally couldn't stand it anymore, he opened the door of the car and went down to persuade him to start a fight. I was dumbfounded.

Kong Xin, are you fucking crazy? !We're on a mission, and you got off the bus halfway? !

"Kong Xin, get in the car!!!"

Seeing that the firefighters had all come down, the two people who were dialing vigorously finally stopped, but they were still swearing. One step too late and directly on the wrench.

Kong Xin knew that he had also made a mistake, so he said "don't call again", and hurried back to his car.

When the head car passed by, the captain looked at him with half his head out of the window and said coldly: "This is how you are the squad leader? Go back and wait to be cleaned up!"

This kind of thing can be big or small, but if the rescue is delayed because of Kong Xin, then waiting for Kong Xin will not only be as simple as being raped, but at least he will bear the infamy of a "murderer". Never had.

The convoy set off again, and when it arrived at the fire site, the naked eye could already see flames spraying out from the upstairs windows.

Before the fire engine came to a complete stop, the firefighters opened the door and jumped out. Seeing this, it might be useless if the water in several tank trucks was sprayed out. While other team members were looking for fire hydrants, the captain was looking for the fire situation.

"Where is the ignition point?"

"How did you find out when there was an open flame? The smoke detector was demolished without permission? You really are courting death!"

"There are two people inside? Do you know where they are trapped?"

"Where is the person in charge, draw the terrain inside immediately!"

At the moment of race against time, Wen Shizhang didn't dare to step forward to disturb him. He could only hope that Zhou would not be able to survive until the rescue came, so he could only ask the Bodhisattva to bless him.

Just because he didn't dare to step forward doesn't mean that others didn't dare. A middle-aged man suddenly rushed out from the crowd. He should be well-groomed. His well-groomed hair was messy at the moment, his eyes were red, and his hands Firmly holding on to the squadron leader's arm, she kept yelling in stick words, while the woman dressed as a nanny kept crying, and she was completely frightened stupid by the fire.

The foam trucks kept spraying foam inside, and several water tank trucks were fully fired at several windows and doors to put out the fire. Unfortunately, the fire was so big that the water guns in their hands were like water-soaked toy water guns.

"Report to the captain, no, it's too hot!"

Seeing this, squad leader Kong Xin hurried back to report.

"What's in there?"

The squadron leader also noticed that something was wrong, the fire doesn't look like a restaurant!

"There's nothing inside, it's just an ordinary restaurant."

The manager was also sweating profusely, and then he said loudly as if he suddenly remembered something: "Does it count that there is a lot of wood in it? The decoration of tables and chairs and many large and small ornaments are made of wood!"

"Fuck!"

The squadron leader couldn't help scolding his mother too.

At this time, of course, the fat brother heard the movement of the fire truck outside, but he couldn't get close to the windows at all. All the windows became channels for the fire to vent. Ferocious.

What the hell is it that I committed a crime against a little girl or something? In my previous life, I got drunk to save others and put myself in it.
The fat man glanced at the unconscious little girl in his arms, and then at the stairwell where the road was blocked by flames. He picked up the little girl from a corner, and he was lucky to be alive.

The fire started from the first floor, so he could only take a gamble and rushed upstairs with the child, hoping that the fire above would be small and he could go to the window for help.

Taking another look at the shining red stairwell, the fat man put down the child resolutely, took off the cloth strips covering his mouth and nose, and then... shushed.

What he wants to thank the most at this moment must be those who keep toasting him. If he hadn't poured him a stomach full of tea, how could he have such a stock that is enough for two people to survive until now...

(End of this chapter)