"Why haven't the fire trucks come yet?"

Wen Shizhang was already a little anxious, pacing back and forth.

"It should be on the way, it's coming soon. ”

The bystander replied.

The fire truck didn't come, but the smelling media arrived at the scene not long after the fat brother entered the fire.

The reporters were shocked by the fire at first sight, and the capital has not been on fire for many years!

At the second glance, I saw all the gray celebrities and artists standing on the side of the road, oh! They are all big names, even Wen Shizhang is there, the reporters are energetic at once, so many celebrities want to have something happen to any of them, it is lively enough.

Seeing Wen Shizhang's black face, the reporters didn't dare to go up to talk about the interview, but they asked from others after a little understanding, it turned out that it was the Film and Television Actors Association who had dinner here, but they suddenly went out of the water, because they found it early and there were not many guests, so everyone inside came out.

"So, there's no one in the fire anymore, right?"

Wen Shizhang doesn't want to be interviewed, it doesn't mean that other artists don't want to be interviewed, just hiding behind Meng Dongting and muttering about those few people are very happy.

"Oh, there are two more! There was a little girl who was left behind, and then Zhou Ran shouted to save people, and plunged into it, heh, look at such a big fire......

Leng Bin, a member of the association who was interviewed, still had the corners of his mouth slightly upturned when he talked about this, as if he thought it was a particularly stupid and funny thing.

As he spoke, Leng Bin found that the microphone on his lips was getting lower and lower, and he hurriedly looked at several reporters who interviewed him, and found that several of them were staring at him indifferently.

"What, what?"

Leng Bin was frightened by the eyes of several people, and couldn't help but take a small step back, as if he was worried that the reporter would suddenly pick up the microphone and smash it at him.

"Leng Bin, you really live up to your surname, you are cold-blooded enough. ”

A male reporter said coldly.

"Which unit are you? I warn you......"

"Phew!

Before Leng Bin finished speaking, another female reporter gave him a serious heavenly girl scattered flowers with a mouthful of spit.

"Damn! I'm ...... You guys...... Stop! Delete what you just recorded!"

Leng Bin, who came back to it, also realized that what he said just now seemed to be a bit problematic, but unfortunately several reporters didn't plan to give him a chance to make up for it, this is already big news, right?

This is why many agents will tell artists not to accept media interviews at will when they are not present, because it is difficult for artists to look at and speak objectively as a party, just as Leng Bin has been immersed in the complaints of a few people to Zhou Ran just now, plus after drinking, he naturally felt that he was not wrong with what he said, and only realized that he had made a mistake when he found that the reporter's reaction was wrong.

After receiving the fire alarm call, the southern suburbs squadron should arrive at the fire scene in 15 minutes according to the normal drive, but the bad thing is that the time of the car is just the afternoon rush hour, and the private vehicles along the way will try to avoid the fire truck that sounds the siren, but there is still a car indifferent to the siren of the fire truck, not only do not let it, but even block the intersection after the green light is on.

The horn on the fire truck sounded again and again, but the white car just refused to move, when the fire officers and soldiers were helpless, the other car owners couldn't stand it, a few violent men directly smashed the windows of the white car with a wrench, and the three people on the white car and a few men scuffled together, and the other people directly got on the white car and moved the car to the side and got out of the way.

As soon as I saw a few people fist to the flesh, there were blue noses, swollen faces and nosebleeds on both sides, and Kong Xin, the squad leader on the fire truck behind, finally couldn't stand it, and directly pulled the car door to go down to persuade him to fight, and the captain of the head car was stunned when he saw it.

Kong Xin, are you fucking crazy?! We're on a mission, and you actually got off halfway?!

"Kong Xin, get on the !!"

As soon as they saw that the firefighters had come down, the two people who were working hard finally stopped, but they kept scolding in their mouths, and the men who had just gotten out of the car had already copied the wrench in their hands, and it was estimated that Kong Xin would go directly to the wrench if he was one step late.

Kong Xin knew that he had made a mistake, so he confessed "stop fighting" and hurried back to his car.

When passing by the first car, the captain stretched out half his head from the window and looked at him and said coldly: "This is how you are the squad leader? Go back and wait to be cleaned up!"

This kind of thing can be big or small, but if the rescue is delayed because of Kong Xin, then waiting for Kong Xin is not just as simple as being masturbated, at least he will be infamous as a "murderer", this kind of thing has not happened before.

The convoy set off again, and by the time they reached the fire, the naked eye could already see the flames spraying out of the windows on the upper floors.

Before the fire truck stopped, the firefighters opened the door and jumped down, so I was afraid that the water in several water tankers was sprayed out and was useless, and the other team members were looking for fire hydrants, and the captain learned about the fire situation.

"Where is the ignition?"

"How could you find out that there was an open flame? The smoke was dismantled without permission? You are really, looking for death!"

"Are there two people in there? Do you know where they're trapped?"

"Where is the person in charge, immediately draw the terrain inside!"

At the moment of racing against time, Wen Shizhang did not dare to come forward to disturb, he could only hope that Zhou would be able to hold out until the rescue came, and he could only ask the Bodhisattva for blessing.

He didn't dare to step forward, it didn't mean that others didn't dare, a middle-aged man suddenly rushed out of the crowd, looking at the clothes, he should also be a good money-bearer, his well-groomed hair was messy at the moment, his eyes were red, his hands were firmly grasping the squadron leader's arm, and his mouth kept shouting with sticks, and the woman dressed as a nanny before was crying on the side, this fire had completely scared her stupid.

The foam trucks continued to spray foam into it, and several water tankers also fired at several windows and gates to extinguish them, but the fire was so great that the water guns in their hands were like small toy water guns soaked in water.

"Report to the captain, no, the fire is too big!"

Seeing this, squad leader Kong Xin hurriedly came back and reported.

"What's in there?"

The squadron leader also found out that something was wrong, this fire looked like a hotel!

"There's nothing in there, it's just a normal restaurant. ”

The manager was also so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and then said loudly as if he suddenly remembered something: "Is it that there is a lot of wood in it?"

"it!"

The squadron leader couldn't help but scold his mother.

At this time, of course, the fat brother also heard the movement of the fire truck outside, but he couldn't approach the windows at all, all the windows became channels to vent the fire, and the flames in the room were pumped out by the wind, and the fire became more fierce by the wind.

I'm a little girl in my life, or whatever, in my last life, I drank wine to save people and put myself in, and in this life I'm cheap again!

The fat brother glanced at the little girl who had passed out in his arms, and then at the stairwell where the road was blocked by flames, the little girl he had picked up from a corner, and he was glad that she was still alive.

The fire started from the first floor, and he could only gamble and rush upstairs with the child, hoping that the fire above was not too big and that he could go to the window for help.

Glancing at the red-glittering stairwell again, the fat brother decisively put down the child, untied the strip of cloth covering his mouth and nose, and then ...... Boo.

The people he wanted to thank most at the moment must be those who kept toasting him, if he hadn't poured him a stomach full of tea, how could he have such a stock enough to last two people until now......