At nine o'clock in the morning, Tang Zhun walked on the streets of Dukou and gradually watched the sensing. When he walked to a cleaner, he suddenly found that the cleaner who was picking up garbage was full of joy and happiness. Tang Zhun was curious.

He stood there and looked at him a few times, and the cleaner in his fifties and sixties also glanced at him in surprise and said, "Young man, what are you watching me do?"

"No, I'll take a look, but you look good, uncle, have you encountered something good?"

Tang Zhun had seen so many people's emotions, and there were many people who were happy and happy, but the cleaner in front of him was so different. It was not because the other party's job was a cleaner, but because the man in his fifties had gauze wrapped around his forehead, and blood could be seen faintly inside. Even if he was still working, he was still very happy and excited?

This is really strange.

"Ha, you can see this? I can't hide it in my face?"

The cleaner uncle was happy, laughing happily and laughing even more happily, "I am in a good mood. The last time my grandson wrote the essay, it turned out to be my grandfather. Hahahaha~ I wrote all kinds of good things in the essay, which are so beautiful that I was so beautiful that I drank too much last night. I accidentally fell and knelt my head, but it doesn't matter."

Tang Zhun was also happy.

Even if you love your grandson, is it as good as this? I’m so happy to write an essay?

While having fun, he stood here and chatted with the other party. As he understood, he became silent again. How could he say that this uncle loved his grandson very much, but it was rare to see it in the past. His son and daughter-in-law disliked him for his poor work and was embarrassed.

Sweeping the street??

The cleaner not only did not live with his son's family. He would be scolded by his daughter-in-law if he went there too much, and he would not let his grandson come to his place to play. However, this man worked hard to save money and sweep the street to pay off his mortgage there.

The son does not dislike the mother’s ugliness, and the dog does not dislike the family’s poverty?!

"Uncle, your son's side..."

"Hey, I just complain casually. You are a stranger anyway, but as long as their family can live a good life. Now that my grandson has grown up and become sensible, I will be satisfied." The cleaner uncle said happily. He was really happy and said the truth.

Tang Zhun could clearly sense what his emotional fluctuations were.

Flowers, plants and trees, whether they are tender buds and grass pressed by hard mud, or trees that are about to die, etc., trying hard to survive and live is just a kind of life instinct, and there is no instinct to survive without emotional thinking.

Even if a powerful force bursts out, it can create miracles. It is really simple in itself.

But people?

When Tang Zhun finally said goodbye to the cleaner uncle, his heart was filled with strangeness. This was an old man who lived entirely for his descendants. But it was probably the state of most old people. Although human beings were complex, they were also very universal.

Living for your loved ones??

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At 11 o'clock in the morning, Tang Zhun had already walked out of Dukou. While wandering on the street, he suddenly heard a fire truck whistling by with sirens. The vehicles ahead were leaning against each other, and the fire convoy drove by at a very fast speed.

A fire broke out?

Tang Zhun then quickly followed, thinking that he might have to follow a long distance, but after turning a corner, he saw a building with smoke.

That hotel is a street-facing hotel. Its classy appearance is not even a chain of fast hotels. It is a very simple street shop. The flames and smoke are also emitted from the fourth floor. The downstairs are surrounded by people. When the fire truck passes, the crowd will scatter.

Then the cars stopped one by one, started to spray water on ladders, etc. Some firefighters put on uniforms, covered with masks, etc., and rushed into the building quickly.

After Tang Zhun approached, he observed for a while and found that the fire inside was getting bigger and bigger and almost uncontrollable. Smoke began to come out on several windows on the fourth floor, and there were also calls for help.

A moment later, several firefighters rushed out with the figures that were so smoky that they were unconscious, but no one dared to go. Several firefighters pulled the masks and whispered with various gratifying words. As they were talking, a figure gritted his teeth and rushed in with the masks on them.

"I, Cao, Zhang Wanghai, are you crazy? The fire inside is so big..."

Emotions can be clearly perceived. Most of the firefighters who have been in once have various fears, fears, retreats, etc. Only Zhang Wanghai is emotionally firm and persistent.

"I'm not crazy, and I know it's dangerous to go in now, but..."

Zhang Wanghai turned around and said, and before he finished speaking, he broke away from his colleague's pull and continued to leave.

"stop!"

Another person walked out and shouted, looking like a leader, his emotions were filled with anger and gloom, "Do you think you are the only hero? Do you know what impact you will have when you go in now? There are so many onlookers outside the convoy, and you are the other people standing outside? Do you think if things ferment and those who don't know will talk about it, we are all cowards?"

"Even if you want to be a hero, don't use the reputation of the entire fire department as a stepping stone."

This person is probably really a leader, otherwise he would not have said such things at this moment. The more he said, the more angry he saw Zhang Wanghai and continued to leave, and he felt a lot of hatred in his mood.

When someone held Zhang Wanghai again, Zhang Wanghai said, "I don't want to be a hero, but I chose to go into this industry for my ideals, not that job or salary."

"It's very dangerous inside. Not everyone has to fight for this, but before I came down, I told the person who was crushed that he would go back to save him. This is even more of a promise, that it is a life."

He tried his best to break away again, and the man rushed into the hotel with obvious hesitation and timidity.

Tang Zhun looked at the disappearing figure in surprise, then looked up at the fire on the fourth floor. When his thoughts moved, the water power burst out and quickly condensed into a water-sensing technique.

The water that originally existed in the fire truck turned into water vapor and swept through the circle, but Tang Zhun deliberately controlled it and let more water vapor enter the fourth floor. As soon as the water vapor entered, it was evaporated by the flames? It was subsequently continuous, almost equivalent to letting the burning fourth floor be poured out by continuous rain. This is much more effective than the continuous sprinkling of water from several fire trucks. There are always many places that cannot be taken care of when spraying water from outside, blind spots.

This is also because Tang Zhun is currently downstairs, and is too far away from the flame scene. Otherwise, the fire power will be activated to control the surrounding flames freely. He can easily use the power to calm ordinary fires. If he stands too far, other water magic will also have distance restrictions.

Even so, the water sensation technique continuously condensed water vapor and weakened a lot of fire and smoke. Zhang Wanghai, who rushed in for the second time, ran out safely with a seriously injured man on his back.

That was the last person on the burning floor.

"Living for your ideal, I did work hard just now. Did you?!"
Chapter completed!