Chapter 968 They've all arrived.
At 11:15, Prince Adula's bodyguards broke down the door, and a huge plume of thick smoke billowed out of the room, accompanied by intense heat.
Fresh air rushed into the room, and the flames leaped several meters high in an instant, turning the already raging inferno into a raging inferno.
The entangled He Jing and Cheng Yi were blown down by the fire wind blowing in from outside. He Jing extinguished the flames that had accidentally stained the ends of her hair with her bare hands. Looking at Cheng Yi, whose hands were red from the burns, she quickly got up from the ground. Fire chips kept falling around her, making her look like the heroine trapped in a sea of fire.
She walked towards her, miraculously avoiding any of the flames. When she reached her, she looked at the cuts on her face, the bright red blood quickly drying in the heat. She smiled obsessively: "He Jing, so what if your brother came to save you? They can't get in. Anyone who does will die."
Looking at the raging fire, He Jing was surprisingly calm. She said, "Did you do this because you were jealous of me?"
"right."
Cheng Yi, his face covered in soot, looked down at her, no longer ashamed to admit it.
"I'll pay for my jealousy. I'll give you my life. If you can really go back in time after you die, I'll accept it."
"All right."
Being entangled with a madman like Cheng Yi is bad luck, even if the King of Heaven himself came.
Suddenly, you hear Bao Ping's voice grow slower and slower as she says, "Bao Ping, he's always been a master strategist who can win anytime, anywhere, but he's won so few times. That time, it was your turn to win. You only won that one time!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a lamp fell up.
He Jing touched the wound on her face and got up from the ground. She had to struggle a little more, just to make sure her brothers hadn't gone through all that trouble to get here.
He Sui jumped up from the long ladder under the plane and rushed towards He Yuan, asking, "Where is Jingjing?"
He Chen was negotiating with the armed police captain, but it seemed that the captain had refused. A sniper climbed down the roof of the building to the clock tower and aimed at the window of the room on fire.
He Yuan replied sternly, "Outside."
He Ning asked, "Brother, do you know Jingjing's current situation?"
Cheng Yi twisted her wrist, stood up from under He Jing, thoroughly soaked the "wet mask" she had made, and then tried to break through.
He Yuan replied, "We'll know once the fire gets bigger."
My voice was so anxious, as if I was afraid something might happen to Cheng Yi at any moment. Bao Ping laughed slowly.
He Jing, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, felt the fist under her face stop, and said breathlessly and with difficulty, "You heard Seventh Brother's voice."
Sparks flew everywhere as He Jing called out softly.
He called out to the door, trying to get a response.
He Yi hasn't consulted with professionals yet about the possibility of him taking precautions to prevent a weak maneuver from rushing back into the fire.
Indeed, not all the brothers had arrived yet. He Chen was the seventh to arrive, followed by He Ning, then He Yi, He Zhou, He Sui...
"Bao Ping! Cheng Yi!"
She could already hear the sounds of police cars, fire trucks, ambulances, and helicopters outside.
"Bao Ping!"
Cheng Yi turned her head and walked in step by step, as if she would be stopped by anyone, carefully avoiding the places where the flames were raging.
He Zhou hadn't gotten off the fire truck yet. I watched the firefighters slowly and haphazardly back up the fire truck and start working. There was a dark and gloomy look in my eyes. I wished I could do it myself.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
