"Yo. Let's pick up the leak again, golden thief. ”

"Yo. I also moved a pair of stone lions, hey. You can't even let go of the stone lion, right?"

"Punching sex!"

Jin Feng didn't bother to pay attention, and slowly walked slowly on the ruins with difficulty pushing the cart.

Fan Qingzhu sneered, turned the head of the car, followed behind Jin Feng's buttocks, and said loudly: "Jin thief, don't think that I will let you go if you pretend to collect rags every day......"

"You're underestimating us Tekko. Ten days ago, our people from Tek went to the Imperial Capital Mountain in person, and we found out your old background clearly, including the seven generations of your ancestors. ”

"Your Jin family has been in the Imperial Capital Mountain for generations, and no one has ever gone out a hundred years ago. ”

"How did you recognize that pocket watch of the prince of the matador, and how did you relate to the matador kingdom?"

"You are a person who has not even finished the third grade of primary school, and a month ago you were a poor ghost who walked the streets and alleys every day to collect rags, how did you become a treasure master overnight?"

"You know why!"

Jin Feng didn't have anything to say to Fan Qingzhu, and walked by himself, passing through a large area of construction sites, and then passing through the exit.

"Jin Feng Golden Thief. Don't pretend to be dumb, I'll tell you. ”

"Unless you leave Shenzhou and go abroad, I will be with you for the rest of my life. I swore that if I don't find out your old bottom, I will not be willing in this life. ”

Fan Qingzhu was already quite excited when he said this.

deliberately put the car behind Jin Feng's board car and shouted: "Jin Feng, do you know? Your old woman, Ge Zhinan, is dying now!"

As soon as these words came out, Jin Feng's hands stiffened.

After a pause, he continued on his way.

Fan Qingzhu sneered and hissed, "Don't you think it's strange that your old woman hasn't come to you for so many days?"

"I just received the news and came here to tell you. ”

"Your old woman, Ge Zhinan, was shot on a mission!"

"Did you hear clearly? Ge Zhinan, she was shot!"

"She's going to die!"

Jin Feng had a calm face, his hands held the handle tightly, and his muscles were exposed.

The footsteps under my feet grew faster and faster, and my breathing began to accelerate heavily.

Seeing Jin Feng's speed increase, he walked quickly on the rugged and bumpy construction site, and at the end he actually trotted up.

Fan Qingzhu's depression and pleasure, which had been pent up for many days, suddenly burst out, sneering and gnashing his teeth hideously.

Screamed: "What? Excited like this? Are you afraid that if Ge Zhinan dies, there will be no one to make your ATM?"

"There's no one to back you up!?"

Jin Feng turned his head and glanced at Fan Qingzhu hatefully, the anger in his eyes was almost about to erupt.

Fan Qingzhu sneered and continued to shout unceremoniously.

"Ge Zhinan sticks to you upside down, you are very entangled, I know. ”

"You're not interested in that old woman...... Just to get the old woman's money and their family's power ......"

"What you think about is Li Yixue. ”

"By the way, do you want to know the news of Li Yixue?"

"I've already checked ...... to ......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud "bang!" sound throughout the audience.

I saw a puff of smoke and dust from the rear tire of a muck truck full of dirt.

Following the body of the muck truck with a flat tire, he swept an arc on the ground with a crazy bull, rushed twenty meters, and crashed into Fan Qingzhu's Volvo.

Tragedy happened in an instant.

Soon, Fan Qingzhu, the special science elite, only made a backward move, and the muck truck had already rushed in.

Fan Qingzhu's eyes widened suddenly, and he could clearly see the frightened appearance of the driver on the muck truck in his eyes.

"Boom !!"

The driver of the muck truck made a final effort, and the whole muck truck turned on its side like a toy car being kicked by a child.

"Whoa-la-"

A whole truckload of muck poured down like the Yellow River, and in an instant, the Volvo was buried in the rolling muck, becoming a tall mound.

"Boom!"

The muck truck fell crookedly on the muck pile, the eight rear wheels spun at high speed, and the engine still rumbled and black smoke billowed out.

The whole process took no more than three seconds, and the sudden tragedy stunned people everywhere.

"Boom!"

A scene of fire came out of the cab, followed by a raging fire, black smoke billowed out, the fire quickly spread to the whole car, and in less than five seconds, the whole car was enveloped in flames.

The workers and supervisors who were about to rush over to save people were so frightened that they ran backwards and fled.

As soon as the fire starts, it will inevitably lead to the fuel tank, and once an explosion occurs, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Everyone ran away and stood and watched, watching the muck truck fire and billowing smoke, but no one dared to go up to save people.

The driver in the cab let out a terrible scream.

A blackened hand stuck out of the window, struggling to pull the doorknob to try to get out, but he couldn't break the door, and let out a heart-rending howl in vain, like a ghost crying.

Countless people closed their eyes gloomily, unable to bear to see this horrific scene.

One was burned alive, and the people in the other car were suffocated alive.

It's miserable.

That's when it happened.

Suddenly, a teenager appeared by the door of the muck truck, holding a one-meter-long crowbar in his hand, inserting it into the door and priing it hard.

The door opened.

Without the slightest hesitation, the young man reached into the raging fire with one hand and pulled out the driver.

At this time, the driver was already covered in fire, howling in pain, his body was rolling and crawling on the ground, and his hands were stubbornly picking at the dirt under him, and he was in pain.

The teenager dragged the driver more than ten meters away and threw the man into the ditch on the side of the road.

Then the boy jumped into the ditch himself, rolled around twice on the spot to wet his whole body, and immediately turned around and ran back to the other side of the muck truck.

Dropping the crowbar, he plunged his hands deep into the wet muck and struggled to dig up the muck.

A meter away from him was a heat wave that burned incessantly, and the baseball cap on the boy's head was already rising with green smoke.

A baseball cap was ripped off, and more than a dozen wounds crisscrossed the top of the boy's bare head, which was shocking.

At this moment, the fire in the whole body of the driver who was rescued by the teenager had been extinguished, and he was dragged out by the onlookers and immediately got into a pickup truck and ran outside the construction site.

The huge flames were still raging, and the heat wave around the muck truck was ten meters hot, as if it was in a furnace.

But the boy kept repeating an action.

Hands down, struggling to dig out.

Insert it and struggle to plane it outward.

Once, ten, hundred.

His right hand had been burned to the point when he was saving the driver of the muck truck.

His eyebrows had been scorched, the water on his body had already evaporated, and the flames were only a meter away from him, and the burning pain made the boy bite his lips tightly in pain.

Life and death have long been put aside, there is an action in the hand, and a belief in the heart.

Fan Qingzhu found out Li Yixue's whereabouts.

This woman can't die.

There were bursts of dizziness and burning pain in his head, and the pain was so painful that he drilled his heart, just like the feeling of being blown to pieces with Dading, and his soul was burning.

The whole body that was wet in the water had long been wet with sweat and dried by the fire.

The movements of the hands are getting slower and slower, and the breathing is no longer sustainable.

Biting the tip of his tongue to stimulate his pain, let himself continue digging.

There is only one belief in my heart!

Li Yixue!!

Suddenly, Jin Feng's fingers stiffened, his eyes froze, and his hands slashed violently!

In the half-open window, in the scattered muck pile, a corner of Fan Qingzhu's snow-white shirt is exposed.

Jin Feng hurriedly dug through the muck, picked up a crowbar and smashed the car window glass, and his burned hands reached in, grabbed Fan Qingzhu and pulled it out.

At this time, Fan Qingzhu was no longer breathing.

Holding Fan Qingzhu, Jin Feng retreated step by step, and finally retreated to safety.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the fuel tank of the muck truck suddenly exploded.

A huge black mushroom cloud with a diameter of ten meters rolled up, and the air waves rose wildly, surging, and countless muck was swept away dozens of meters away.

Jin Fengteng turned over and pressed Fan Qingzhu, letting 10,000 points of muck and mud fall on his body like hail, clenching his teeth tightly, and the corners of his mouth and nostrils were shocked by the shock wave.

After surviving this level, Jin Feng howled out in pain, coughed half-loudly, and his body bones curled into a ball!

Clenched his hands into fists and pounded his chest hard to tune out his breath.

Crawling over, the index fingers and middle fingers of the hot and trembling hands were put together, probing the breath of Fan Qingzhu.

"Ahh

For a moment, Jin Feng howled. ()

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