New book "Transmigrated into the Villain's Little Darling" is out!
The cute and invincible Tang Xiaonan transmigrated into the foolish supporting female character of a period dram...
"The fire truck is coming soon, don't panic... the firefighters will definitely rescue them!" Everyone tried to comfort the few people who were on the verge of collapse, but at this moment, comforting them was of no use at all; they were about to go crazy.
"I'm going to save people; if they keep burning, they'll all turn to ashes."
Wuchen ran over and, seeing that there were still people upstairs, was about to rush in to save them without hesitation, but Ye Mingcheng held her back tightly, saying, "Waiting for the fire truck is too dangerous."
The fire was so big that Ye Mingcheng's legs went weak just looking at it; he absolutely couldn't let this girl take the risk.
"Fire trucks can't fly, they won't get here any faster. I'll go in first and rescue them." Wuchen couldn't wait any longer; if they dragged it out any longer, they would really be burned to ashes.
Ye Qingqing checked the time; only a few minutes had passed since she made the call. Even the fastest fire truck couldn't arrive immediately after a call, so she had to save herself.
"Don't just stand there waiting for the firefighters. Let's put out the fire ourselves. There's strength in numbers, and it's better than just standing around doing nothing!"
Ye Qingqing ran home and grabbed a few buckets. The others, seeing this, suddenly realized what was happening and slapped their foreheads in frustration. They all rushed home to get their own buckets and basins. Dozens of people lined up in three long rows, splashing water in a relay. With so many people, the fire was indeed much smaller in just a few minutes. Everyone was even more energetic and continued splashing water. Ye Qingqing was also catching water, making a huge racket. She didn't hear her phone vibrating in her pocket.
It was Lu Mo calling. It rang for a long time but no one answered. He was originally on his way home, but he turned back halfway and had a feeling that something had happened.
Before long, they reached the alley entrance. Lu Mo quickly spotted the fire and rushed in. He found Ye Qingqing in the crowd, while Wu Chen found a cotton quilt, soaked it, and draped it over himself. He tried to rush in to save people, but he was pulled out after only a few steps, his short legs kicking wildly in the air.
"Who's taking my place..." Wuchen cursed angrily.
"Kids, stay out of the way."
Lu Mo flicked Wu Chen away, threw him outside, draped the quilt over himself, and rushed inside quickly, his movements as fast as the wind, leaving no trace of him.
Wuchen opened his mouth wide, stunned for a long time, and rubbed his eyes hard. The firelight was still in front of him, but Lu Mo's figure was gone.
Holy crap, when did this guy's kung fu become so amazing? She's finding it increasingly difficult to beat him.
Wu Chen pouted in frustration. She was fearless, but fate had to send Lu Mo to jinx her, forcing her to always give that jerk some face. How frustrating!
The fire truck finally arrived, but the alley was too narrow for it to drive in, so it had to stop at the intersection. The firefighters were busy connecting the hoses and worked quickly, which boosted everyone's confidence.
"Someone came out carrying a child! Oh my... Who went in to rescue them!"
Lu Mo carried two children in one arm and an older child on his back. The quilt had been dried out by the fire. He put the children on the ground, had someone pour water on the quilt, and continued rushing in.
Ye Qingqing blinked and quickly recognized Lu Mo. She hurriedly chased after him, but Lu Mo had already rushed inside. She shouted from behind, "Brother, don't be reckless! Just do your best!"
Although Lu Mo is very skilled, water and fire are merciless, and Ye Qingqing doesn't want Lu Mo to get into trouble while saving people. She's not that noble or great; she just wants the people she cares about to live well.
Lu Mo turned around and gave her an OK sign. He quickly rushed up the stairs. Almost everyone on the first floor had escaped, and those trapped were mostly on the second floor.