Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

"Retreat! The second floor is no longer safe! Get downstairs quickly!" Flames raged across the second floor of the substation, crackling loudly, as Han Che gave the order.

Although only the area where fuel was scattered was burning, strangely, Said stood there enveloped in flames, his figure appearing and disappearing in the fire.

In a panic, Li Hao and Jiang Chi heard Han Che's shout and immediately sprang into action.

There were only two of them, squatting on the ground near the stairwell, but four wounded people were lying around them.

Captain Ma leaned against the wall, the fat player was lying on the ground, Captain Longteng was lying a little away from the stairwell, and another Longteng Club member was curled up in the corner.

The four people sustained injuries of varying degrees; some were unable to move, while others could barely shift their bodies but were completely unable to walk independently.

Li Hao ran over and grabbed Captain Ma's still-movable arm, dragging him towards the stairwell. Captain Ma's face turned pale, his lips trembled as he tried to say something, but he couldn't utter a sound.

Jiang Chi went to pull up the Dragon Team member who was curled up in the corner. The man's leg seemed to be injured, and he let out a muffled groan when he was pulled up.

They dragged them downstairs one by one, at a very slow pace.

Qi Yuzhe whispered to Han Che, "Forget about the wounded, if we don't leave now..." He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning of the second half was already very clear.

"He's right, you can't escape." As soon as these words were spoken, the flame suddenly spread in one direction.

The flames spread rapidly along the fuel trail on the ground, bypassing the scattered pieces of tables and chairs, and rushed straight towards a package in the corner.

The package was small and blended in with the other miscellaneous items around it, making it completely inconspicuous.

When the flames touched the bag, they burned the surface for a while, then burst open from the inside with a "poof," and a brighter burst of light shot out from the bag, like a small fireball exploding in the corner, igniting the wall next to it.

In an instant, the fire on the second floor spread to a large area!

Han Che's pupils contracted, and he realized that the package contained fuel!

If he remembered correctly, there were many such packages placed in the corners of the first and second floors where no one paid attention.

He thought it was just like any other miscellaneous item and no one would pay attention to it, but he never expected that it was actually filled with fuel!

Saeed gave them no chance to breathe, raising his hand to fire another arrow.

The crossbow bolt, as if it had eyes, bounced back and forth on the stairwell wall, still wreathed in flames, before finally embedding itself precisely in the corner of the first-floor lobby.

There was also a package there, which was ignited in an instant, flames seeping out from the gaps in the cloth bag and quickly expanding into a large ball.

Immediately afterwards, flames also erupted in other corners of the first floor. The cloth bags in the corners caught fire one after another as if a fuse had been lit, and the flames spread from the corners to the center of the hall, quickly covering a large area of ​​the first floor.

In an instant, the first floor was also engulfed in flames, with thick smoke billowing out.

Looking at the scene before him and the rolling heatwave, large beads of sweat slid down Han Che's forehead.

"Said, the people who want to kill you aren't on our side." Han Che didn't have much confidence when he said this, because he himself didn't believe it given the current situation.

"Heh heh heh..." The flames before me let out a series of cold laughs. "It's alright, I don't care! Since you've come here, you should have been prepared to be wiped out!"

Looking at the sea of ​​fire on the second floor, Han Che could hardly find Said's figure anymore, and could only barely determine his location by sensing his killing intent.

"But you guys were pretty ruthless with those two just now. I saw your sincerity," Said's voice drifted from the flames. "I'll give you a chance. You and I will spar one-on-one, and I can let the others go."

Han Che frowned slightly. "What do you want to do?"

Said didn't answer his question, "Ten!"

Saeed just said he doesn't care who's on whose side, so his sudden offer to let others go is definitely not for any reason other than a fair fight.

Thinking of this, Han Che's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "You take them and go first, I'll go see him..."

Qi Yuzhe remained silent for a moment after hearing this before speaking, "Are you serious?"

"Nine," Said's voice came from the fire.

"Hurry up, stop dawdling," Han Che urged, without turning around to look at Qi Yuzhe's expression. He was too lazy to play the victim.

"Take care!" Qi Yuzhe said, then turned and ran downstairs. "Hurry, we need to get out of here!"

With that, Qi Yuzhe, Li Hao, and Jiang Chi together dragged the wounded downstairs as far as they could.

Flames were dancing everywhere downstairs, not as bad as on the second floor, but thick smoke was billowing and visibility was poor.

Han Che didn't look back. He turned around, stepped onto the ground floor of the second floor, crossed the boundary of flames at the edge of the stairwell, and entered the area covered by the sea of ​​fire on the second floor.

Flames danced around him, the closest flames almost touching his trouser leg.

He could feel the scorching heat wave hitting him, but he didn't stop. He walked all the way to the center of the second-floor room before standing there, facing Said.

Flames spread out between him and Said, creating a pulsating orange-red curtain of light in the space between them.

"Seven...so fast?" Said's tone was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect Han Che to actually come up, and that he came up much faster than expected.

"We're at war, there's no time for dawdling," Han Che chuckled. "Now that they're gone, what are you going to do?"

Saeed stared at him for a moment, then snapped his fingers.

A crisp cracking sound came from the depths of the flames, and then the flames that had been burning sporadically on the first floor suddenly expanded and turned into a raging fire that engulfed the entire hall.

"You've got guts!" Said scoffed. "Then let's catch up today!"

"Hehe, alright!" Han Che smiled faintly, seemingly unconcerned about the current situation, and instead asked first, "How are you feeling now? I was just worried you were dead! But it seems you're doing pretty well."

"Heh, why don't you try it yourself?"

Da da da!

The gunshot rang out without warning, and the bullet shot out from the muzzle, passing through two layers of flames and flying straight towards Han Che.

Han Che lunged to the side the instant the gun fired. He didn't see the bullet's trajectory; the flames obscured his vision.

However, relying on his sense of killing intent, he was able to determine the bullet's landing point the instant the killing intent changed direction.

He rolled to the left, past a patch of flames that charred his clothes on the back.

But he did manage to dodge the bullets; several bullets hit the ground behind where he had just been standing.

clap clap clap!

From within the flames came Said's approving applause, "Your skills are still as agile as ever."