It was only in an instant that the whole room became a sea of ​​fire.

Zhao Shirui looked at this scene in great horror.

Why does the whole house burn so quickly if it was poured with gasoline?

Why does this fake product burn after a fire?

"Run..." Zhao Jinshan roared at Zhao Shirui and rushed towards Lin Zi'an.

Zhao Shirui made a quick and clever blow.

In just a few seconds, the room became a sea of ​​fire.

If you don't run away, you will be burned to death here.

Zhao Shirui didn't even have time to rush over to see if Fang Buwei ran away from the tunnel.

Zhao Shirui held his head with both hands and bumped into the door like a bull.

The door was broken and a fire dragon rushed out of the room.

The entire door frame seemed to be poured with gasoline, burning so tight that it was not airtight.

Zhao Shirui first heard Lin Zi'an's roar, "Jump...", and then heard a "dong".

"Crash..." The window should have been broken, followed by two more heavy objects falling to the ground.

Lin Zi'an and Zhao Jinshan jumped off the building.

"Sir..." The guard downstairs rushed up like crazy and was stopped by Zhao Shirui.

"Jump out..." Zhao Shirui roared, "Road to run..."

The fire dragon burned along the floor and the stairs faster than Zhao Shirui's speed. It was about to burn to his ankles, Zhao Shirui gritted his teeth, supported the railing, and flipped down the stairs.

"Ah..." As soon as he landed, Zhao Shirui screamed.

The floor is too slippery and sprained to the ankle.

The two guards quickly dragged Zhao Shirui out.

"Fang Buwei, I'll fuck your ancestor..." Standing on the main road, looking at the foreign building burned into a fire cave, Zhao Shirui cursed in anger, "Are you a building built with gunpowder?"

Zhao Jinshan fell to the bottom of the building, and Lin Zi'an was lying beside him, his face was charred, a quilt wrapped around his body, and blood was still flowing from his head.

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to have fallen down in the posture of planting onions backwards.

"Don't do it, don't do it..." Zhao Jinshan roared like a sad hissing, and his eyes quickly swept across the bedroom on the second floor.

What a pity!

He originally planned to smuggle Fang Buwei out, and then torture Fang Buwei to confess as much as possible, so that Fang Buwei could reveal as much information as possible to cooperate with Lin Zi'an's plan to make false and real.

But who knew that Zhao Shirui appeared?

It's pretty good. Such a big fire, even the Iron Man will burn out beyond recognition.

Several guards rushed over like flying.

"Sir...sir..." The guard leader stripped Lin Zi'an's quilt.

There was smoke on Lin Zi'an's body, and there were holes everywhere in his clothes, and even areas where his skin was burned.

"It's not too bad to burn, but it hits the head when you jump down..." Zhao Jinshan said.

Zhao Shirui also limped over and said, "Why don't you?"

Seeing him gritting his teeth and seemingly extremely anxious, Zhao Jinshan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Shirui was not suspicious.

Zhao Shirui was not anxious, but hatred.

He greeted all the eighteen generations of Fang Buwei's ancestors.

Almost didn't escape.

"I fainted!" Zhao Jinshan replied.

"Your mother is so stupid... I'll send you to the hospital..." Zhao Jinshan's roar passed through the entire street.

Time goes back, back to two minutes ago.

Fang Buwei saw Zhao Jinshan lifting up the quilt from the gap and wrapping Lin Zi'an. The flames on Lin Zi'an's body were extinguished.

"Jump..." Lin Zian roared deliberately, then jumped onto the windowsill quickly, gritted his teeth, and set off.

"Honesty!" Zhao Jinshan shouted softly, pressed Lin Zi'an's head and hit the window heavily.

Lin Zi'an fainted on the spot and fell down softly.

Zhao Jinshan pushed hard, and Lin Zi'an rolled off the windowsill.

Zhao Jinshan also jumped down immediately afterwards.

The moment Zhao Jinshan jumped downstairs, Fang Buwei quickly turned up, wrapped himself in a quilt, his face covered with a pillowcase, and even his hands were wrapped in clothes.

Fang Buwei reached out and lifted a wooden board on the top of the cabinet. A huge water bag fell to the top of his head. The dagger quickly slashed through, and all the water in the skin was poured on Fang Buwei's body.

Fang Buwei jumped out of the wardrobe, kicked the bed cabinet, fished the death row prisoner out, threw it into the wardrobe, and then stomped his feet, and the floor of the wardrobe was stomped through.

Fang Buwei was afraid that water would be poured on the floor of the wardrobe and would not be burned, so it was seen that something was strange.

The flames had burned into the cabinet, and Fang Buwei rushed out with a quick step, facing the fire dragon, and rushed towards the window on the other side.

After jumping out of the window, Fang Buwei silently climbed to the roof of the building, jumping to the roof next door like a monkey.

After a few ups and downs, they disappeared into the night without any reason.

Half of the sky was illuminated by the flames, and nearby residents ran out like a swarm of people.

Lin Zi'an was carried into the back seat, and a special guard was guarding him in case he fell down. Zhao Jinshan sat in the passenger seat, and the guard leader drove the car, and the remaining two policemen stood on the outside pedal.

Zhao Shirui's car followed behind.

It was a turn that was the Central Hospital, and the trip was not yet two minutes.

As soon as the car stopped at the hospital, several guards rushed in with rushing Lin Zi'an, and Zhao Jinshan trotted all the way behind.

Zhao Shirui got off the car slowly and looked around.

With a "bang", it seemed that something hit the head. Zhao Shirui looked up and saw a black shadow flashing through a window on the second floor.

"I'm fucking you!" Zhao Shirui cursed secretly, turned around and told his subordinates, "Wait here!"

After saying that, he limped into the hall.

Lin Zi'an was sent to the emergency room, and Zhao Jinshan chased him to the door and was driven out.

"Damn..." Zhao Shirui cursed hatefully and asked again, "What do you think of the doctor?"

"The skull bone is cracked..." Zhao Jinshan replied with a calm face.

"..." Zhao Shirui opened his mouth, and wanted to act according to the plot, and say something self-blame, but he couldn't say it.

It’s not that I can’t say it, but that I don’t want to say it.

He almost hated Fang Buwei to death.

Seeing his face gloomy, Zhao Jinshan thought he was guilty. He was secretly happy and tried to persuade him, "You don't have to blame yourself, it's all accident..."

Zhao Jinshan’s understanding was that if Zhao Shirui hadn’t insisted on drinking, such a big thing would have happened.

I blame your father for being so...

Zhao Shirui cursed in his heart.

Fang Buwei almost made me angry!

"You go too, let the doctor take a look..." Zhao Shirui pointed to the burn on Zhao Jinshan's face, "I'll find a place to call... Damn it, it's better not to have any flaws, otherwise what should I explain when I see his family?"

Seeing Zhao Shirui limping and cursing up the stairs, Zhao Jinshan looked at Zhao Shirui's back and showed a sneer.
Chapter completed!