This thought, I think of Yunge, today not only did not find the cloud brother, but also damaged most of the subordinates, the culprit is the strong struggle in the flame, see the figure of Wanqiang, the pleasure of the heart dissipated, the eyes It became even more hazy. If he was not worried about his strength, he would not want to put out the flames, imprisoned him, and cut a piece of meat on his body every day.

In the YY of the middle-aged Xiaojing, Wanqiang broke the gap in the big net at the last moment, and the hands were pulled apart. The whole person stood up from the flame, and the burning power was like a human-shaped fire column slowly from the flame. Going out, from time to time, there are fragments of flame falling from him. In the place where he walked, a small flame passage is formed, like the demon of the opposite world.

The clothes on Wanqiang’s body were completely destroyed, the flesh was sizzled by the flames, and the strong hands wiped the sparks on the head, and opened his eyes, glaring at the middle-aged scene that stood not far from him. The small fire that is still burning is rushing to the middle-aged Xiaojing again, and he will tear him apart.

"Mom, what is he really?"

The middle-aged Xiaojing screamed and ran back. All the men followed. The direction of their escape was the grain depot. Only the grain depot was the strongest place here. It was previously poured with gasoline, which was used as the last killer. Blood to fight.

The heart of the middle-aged Xiaojing is dripping blood. This grain depot is all his capital. Without the grain depot, he will be beaten back to his original form. If Sun Kefu is looking for him, let him take the lead with great interests and put other small ones. When the forces gathered, he really dared not use such a big family to exchange for a chance to kill Wanqiang.

A group of people rushed into the grain storage. The middle-aged Xiaojing took the lead and ran in front. He jumped into the tunnel at the corner of the corner. The tunnel was not big. The water tank was the same size and the inside was smaller. He could only let him crawl inside. After climbing over a distance of more than ten meters, there was a blazing heat behind him, and even the screams of the two screams rang behind him.

He didn't have to look back. He also knew that Wanqiang rushed into the grain depot and ignited the fire.

"Boom······" There was a loud noise behind him, with a thick metal tone, and the tunnel trembled slightly. At this moment, the middle-aged Xiaojing heart was slightly relieved, and the last organ was launched.

The last organ is actually a steel door. For the safety of the grain depot, the middle-aged Xiaojing has tried hard to come up with an ancient Wanchao-like thing. The rockets are not necessarily able to open, and they are suspended at the beginning. At the door, it is towed with countless fine hemp ropes, and the gasoline is drenched. In case of fire, these hemp ropes will be blown.

The middle-aged small scene was drilled into the tunnel, and the heart was looking at the direction of the grain depot. The grain depot was surrounded by flames and braved the black smoke. When he saw it, his heart was put down slightly.

One by one, the face was dark and the earth was drilled out. Looking up with the middle-aged Xiaojing, the number of people increased. When he came out two-thirds of his men, no one appeared. The middle-aged Xiaojing didn’t want to wait any longer. Commanded a bucket of gasoline to be poured into the tunnel.

The cockroach's petrol accumulates in a tunnel and flows down to the depths of the tunnel. One of the men takes off his clothes and ignites them. He throws them into the tunnel. The flames blow out of the tunnel and shoot into the sky. The fire tongue of several meters high will be surrounded. The people around are dispelled.

A few screams came from the tunnel, and the sound was not long. The first sound was extinguished, and the flame was formed in the air. Without air, the sound could not be transmitted.

Everyone knows what screams are, no one cares, they only care that they are still alive, as long as the middle-aged Xiaojing honors his reward, they will become a group of wealthy people in the gathering place.

The grain depot was incinerated in the flames, and the raging and slamming moments continued. The mega-gate was continuously struck and creaked, causing the cement coating on the wall near the gate to crack a gap.

The gap did not make the middle-aged small heart stunned. He knew the foot of the grain depot. The grain depot used to be a warehouse for storing dangerous goods. Everything and safety were the first. All kinds of materials were not cost. It can be said that it was built according to the permanent work. The eight-meter-high building is particularly conspicuous in the gathering place.

After a long while, the squeaking slowly subsided. Only the flame tongue was sprayed out from the ventilating window six meters high from the ground. The smoke tongue was filled with smoke. The high temperature made the window frame soften and eventually melted.

The temperature at which the steel can be melted is not the normal temperature. Seeing here, the middle-aged small scene is completely relieved. This time, it is hard to die, but the heart is bleeding. He can be folded this time.

The time passed slowly, the night was coming, the flame was still burning, but it was much smaller. The cracks on the wall gradually increased, and the wall was crusted by high temperature baking.

The air is filled with an irritating smell. When you smell this smell, many poor people have left their saliva. This is the smell of food, some people are watching in front of the door, seeing the situation inside, and scaring them. Go back.

Middle-aged small scene with people slowly approaching the burning grain store ~lightnovelpub.net~ The heart is calculating when the fire can be extinguished, all steel production, the gradually changing steel door suddenly came a loud noise, the steel door appeared a deep Deep bulging, followed by a loud connection, more and more bulges, the steel door like a kneaded dough, slowly arched out the door beam.

None of the people present reacted. The steel door was deformed without the original tightness. The door frame that caught the steel door was blanched by high temperature baking, and large pieces of bluestone fragments peeled off the wall.

"Ah...····" Someone shouted, turned and tried to escape, and the sky was loud, the big steel door flew out, bringing out the "whistling" wind screaming to the ground, sliding in the mud Plowing out a deep trench, the soil rolled, and after the steel door stopped, only half of it was exposed, and the remaining half was deeply embedded in the ground.

The ground trembled, a tall figure crossed the grain storage, the whole body was blackened, and a hard shell with black smoke formed on the body. During the walk, countless black small pieces of the shell fell from him, revealing the scarlet muscles inside, exposed to The color of the muscles in the light dims at the speed visible to the naked eye, becoming the color of his previous skin.

It was Wan Qiang. His appearance looked very miserable. His appearance was even more frightening. His body was black and the whole face was anxious. He couldn’t recognize his original facial features. He might be smouldering and his eyes could not open. , took a deep breath, and he determined the position of several people through human taste.

Wan Qiang put two pieces of burnt food in his hand in his mouth, and screamed to the middle-aged small scene. The middle-aged Xiaojing did not hesitate to turn and flee, the bottom card was completely lost, the timidity was mourning, hula One piece, standing under his side, also fled, they did not chase behind the middle-aged small scene, the foundation is gone, the hearts of the people are scattered, they have to find a way for themselves, follow the middle-aged small scene of the funeral dog There is no way out.