At this moment, a young man suddenly appeared in the cab of the muck truck, holding an iron rod about 1.5 meters long.

"Sting!"

There was a gut-wrenching sound, and the iron rod slammed into the door.

The young man gritted his teeth and pried his arm hard.

The next moment, with a bang, the door was opened.

Without any hesitation, the young man leaned out directly, and pulled out the wailing man in the raging flames.

At this time, the figure was wrapped in flames, wailing in pain and despair, and after going down to the ground, he rolled directly, but was dragged by the young man for a distance of more than ten meters, and then threw it hard into the ditch next to him.

Immediately afterwards, the young man jumped in, rolled twice in the water, and when he was soaking wet, he climbed up from the other side.

Without the slightest hesitation, he ran directly to the other side of the muck truck, sank his waist, plunged his hands into the sand, and slashed out one by one.

Not far from him, there was a heat wave and thick black smoke, and the young man's hair was already a little curled, and even the baseball cap on his head was rising white smoke.

He tore it off casually, and suddenly revealed a series of hideous and terrifying, criss-crossing wounds, like centipede wounds, which were shocking.

By this time, the fire on the driver in the ditch had been extinguished, and the onlookers quickly jumped down, dragged him up, stuffed him into a pickup truck, and rushed out.

The flames were raging, the temperature was skyrocketing, and everyone felt as if they were being roasted in an oven, fine beads of sweat had oozed from their foreheads, and their backs were wet.

Not far away, the young man was still busy.

He repeats a farm mechanically and inherently.

Cycle.

Plumes of sand were dug out by him.

Before, when he rescued the driver, his right hand had been seriously injured, and his flesh was rolled up and charred.

At this time, a burning smell continued to penetrate his nastrils, and the water on his body was basically evaporated, and the high temperature on his side made his face full of pain that could not be concealed.

However, he had no intention of leaving, his lips were tightly closed, and his eyes were neither sad nor joyful.

A feeling of dizziness swept through his body like a tidal wave, the pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow and that bloody rainy night was extremely imaginative, and in a trance, he felt that he had become a big ball of fire.

After the water evaporates, the sweat seeps out, and in an instant, it disappears without a trace.

His breathing was a little hard and he seemed to be unable to hold on.

At this moment, his body froze suddenly, a bright color flashed in his eyes, and his hands were thrust into the mud and sand, and he slashed hard.

Brush!

The mud and sand rolled down like a tide, revealing the tip of the iceberg.

The front window of the black SUV was ajar, and there was a touch of black in the pile of muck.

Zheng Shaoqiu took a deep breath, picked up the iron rod next to him, and smashed it into the car window after rounding it.

One time!

Twice!

"Smack!"

Glass shards were scattered all over the place, Zheng Shaoqiu stretched out his hands that were burning red and had scorched skin, grabbed Chu Miaozhen's arm hard, and dragged him out desperately.

At this time, Chu Miaozhen no longer had any signs of being alive, and even her breathing was straight.

Zheng Shaoqiu held her in his arms, staggered out, and just walked out more than ten meters away, a roar that broke the eardrum suddenly sounded.

The flames finally spread to the location of the mailbox and exploded!

The flames soared into the sky, black mushroom clouds rose up, obscuring the sky and the sun, and the rolling heat wave spread like a tide to the surroundings, flying sand and rocks, and debris flying wildly.

Suddenly pressing Chu Miaozhen under him, Zheng Shaoqiu gritted his teeth and let countless black fragments smash on his back like hailstones.

Two blood streaks snaked out of his nostrils, and his internal organs were faintly painful from the aftermath.

When the aftermath of the explosion was over, Zheng Shaoqiu's body rolled into a scalded shrimp, and a roar that did not resemble a human came out of his throat.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

He gasped heavily, put his hands on the ground, and after getting up in embarrassment, his right hand clenched into a fist and slammed it on his chest.

After feeling his breathing smooth, he knelt down to Chu Miaozhen's side, and put his middle finger under her nose.

"Ho!"

At this moment, Zheng Shaoqiu raised his head and roared, looking like crazy.

Chu Miaozhen's face was weirdly bruised, her mouth opened and closed slightly, and her fragrant tongue was exposed, drooping at the corners of her mouth.

Her chest was not heaving, and she was clearly lifeless.

It is clear that it is suffocation.

The muck truck was full of sand, weighing three or four tons, and with the vehicle buffer, it was already very good that Chu Miaozhen was not crushed into meat puree.

Zheng Shaoqiu clenched his teeth and tore off Chu Miaozhen's clothes with a stab.

Suddenly, a burst of snow-white scenery came into view.

Zheng Shaoqiu's eyes were focused, his hands were spread out, and he pressed them on Chu Miaozhen's chest.

One, two!

Then, he took another deep breath, and after feeling his chest bulge, he pinched Chu Miaozhen's nose and covered his lips.

Time passed slowly, and the flames were still raging.

Zheng Shaoqiu's brows tightened, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he put all his qi into the other party's mouth.

But......

Chu Miaozhen still didn't react at all, lying on the hard ground, like a statue.

A look of pain flashed in Zheng Shaoqiu's eyes, he slowly clenched his fists, and released them again.

After a few times, he held his breath and reached out to press Chu Miaozhen's chest for cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

By now, his mind was already blank, just mechanically repeating the movements in his hands, and after the press was completed, he took a deep breath, sank down, and covered Chu Miaozhen's lips.

Immediately afterwards, his right hand stretched out flat, his palm down, the muscles on his arm bulged, and he slapped it hard at the opponent's heart!

"Up!"

Chu Miaozhen's body trembled suddenly, and her head fell weakly to the other side, still without any reaction.

Just twenty minutes ago, she was still a villain, and in the blink of an eye, she became a corpse.

Chu Miaozhen's face became more and more ugly, from the previous blue gray, slowly turned into dead gray, the slightly narrow eyes stretched a slit, and the black and white eyes were full of horror and despair.

By now, Zheng Shaoqiu couldn't hold it anymore, his head was groggy, his whole body was up, and he had no strength at all.

He knelt beside Chu Miaozhen, his hands on his chest, and he could clearly feel that the temperature of the other party had slowly become colder, and the vitality was constantly passing, as if he was peeling off a cocoon.

Zheng Shaoqiu's eyes were cloudy, his face was cold and terrifying, and because of the pain, his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

And one last chance!

No more time to lose!