He was very fast, and Fang Rong almost couldn't keep up. As he ran, his back started to hurt again.
In addition, the hot weather and stuffy, unventilated environment made that area of skin even more vulnerable due to its moisture.
People really shouldn't court disaster. Just like that day, if he hadn't chased after that petty thief, there wouldn't have been so much trouble. So while he blamed Fang Hua, he also knew it was his own fault, so he didn't do anything to him.
Fire trucks were already parked ahead, with water sprayers set up high, and firefighters were running around.
Fang Hua went around to the back and climbed from the first floor to the third floor with his bare hands. The third floor was on fire and the windows were closed, so he kicked open a window and squeezed in.
Fang Rong was startled. Why would someone want to die for no reason?
Could this be a task given to him by the instructor?
It's possible that he himself could think of doing good deeds to both train himself and save others. The instructor must have thought of that long ago, which is why he assigned this task to Fang Hua.
It was probably because they considered that Fang Hua was cold-blooded and heartless; he would be lucky if he didn't harm anyone, let alone save them. He also had a restless nature, and if they didn't give him something to do, he would cause trouble in no time.
The instructor was really good to him and even tailored tasks for him. Fang Rong, who didn't receive this treatment, was filled with envy and jealousy.
However, this mission is really dangerous. There's such a huge fire, and Fang Hua is injured... wait...
Injured?
How could he forget that Fang Hua was still injured? No wonder he couldn't get better. He had been doing missions all along, and even if he recovered, he would reopen his wounds.
The fire up there was too big for Fang Rong to climb, and besides, he might just be a hindrance if he did, and Fang Hua would have to save him as well.
Wait a little longer. Since Fang Hua dared to go up, he must be confident. He must have done similar things many times and has a lot of experience.
Of course, he was prepared to go up. He first took off his clothes and wet them, then wet his hair and other easily catching parts. There happened to be a water tap nearby, which was used for landscaping, so it was convenient for him.
"If he doesn't make a sound in a minute, I'll go up." Fang Rong waited anxiously, while also glancing at the tracks Fang Hua had just left.
Fang Hua was agile and got up there in no time. He only had to pull the window a few times and lend a little effort.
Even if you asked him to do it, he would never do it. Luckily, there was a water pipe nearby, so he could climb it.
In the room on the third floor, Fang Hua found a person in the inner room. It was a female who had committed suicide by taking sleeping pills. Fearing that she would not die, she set fire to the house, which resulted in the fire spreading to the neighboring house, and the entire building caught fire.
The fire spread, and those in the house who had flammable and explosive materials perished before him.
The sleeping pills were slow to take effect, and the female was awakened by the smoke in the living room. Suddenly, she no longer wanted to die, so she called for help.
Fang Hua's phone is connected to the emergency call center, so he knows whenever someone calls to report an emergency.
The instructor installed this for him to train him, and he always treated it as a task. He never had the concept of saving lives in his mind. If he could complete it, he would; if he couldn't, it would just mean he lost an A+.
The instructor knew his temperament, which is why he assigned him this task.
However, he continued to do as he pleased. Although he was saving people, he didn't take them seriously at all. Every time he saved someone, as long as they were alive, he would torture them terribly.
Today was no exception. In order to finish quickly, the female fainted again, breathing in a lot of smoke. He dragged her into the bathroom by her hair and pressed her into the sink.
At first there was no reaction, but then he began to breathe slowly and struggle in the water. Although he could breathe in the room, he was inhaling smoke and had passed out. Now he couldn't breathe properly, so he instinctively opened his mouth wide and choked awake.
Fang Hua released him, kicked open the bathroom window, and just then a car appeared below. He picked up the female and threw her down, smashing the car flat. The female screamed, her leg twisted in a contorted position, probably broken.
Mission accomplished!
Fang Hua stood at the window, about to jump, when suddenly he heard a girl crying next door.
The fire covered a large area. Because it was in the morning, when parents had gone to work and had not yet returned, many children were left at home. Children lack the ability to cope with emergencies, and when the accident happened, all they could do was cry and could not do anything else.
Therefore, they have virtually no chance of survival.
Fang Hua considered it for a moment. If he saved her, he would get an A++, and if he didn't save her, he would only lose one plus sign, which wouldn't make much of a difference.
"Fang Hua, there's a child next door." Fang Rong was originally on the other side. Fang Hua went in through the living room window and came out through the bathroom window. He heard the noise, so he came over to check. This time, he was downstairs, ready to hug the female.
He broke his leg and looked very pitiful.
Well, we have no choice but to save them this time.
If Fang Rong knew that he had stood by and watched someone die, she would definitely throw another tantrum.
"You're awesome!" Considering Fang Hua's situation, Fang Rong decided to praise him, just like when he was sick and needed comforting. But this brat was so bad at sweet-talking, he not only didn't know how to coax people, but he also kept putting people down. "Just do your best, if it doesn't work out, come back."
While saving lives is important, Fang Hua is even more important.
"Okay." Fang Hua's lips curled into a mysterious smile, and he leaped onto the balcony next door.
Every window has an extra spot for shade and storage, and he would jump onto that spot to enter the bathroom.
The cries grew louder and louder, and the smoke filled the air, obscuring the surroundings. In any fire, the most deadly thing is not the fire itself, but the smoke. If you inhale too much smoke, even a Bodhisattva cannot save you.
Considering the child's small size, Fang Hua also squatted down and went from room to room. The door was already on fire, with a large hole burned in it.
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