"The situation is urgent, I won't say much, I'll go up and clean up, and you are responsible for carrying the wounded down!"

"Promise to complete the task!" Zhang Xiaojun was puzzled by the chief's order. It is the duty of a soldier to obey orders. The chief does what he wants, and there is nothing wrong with following in the footsteps of the leader.

Xiang Ming took off his white coat and put on the protective clothing handed over by Captain Zhang Xiaojun. A firefighter appears alive.

"Oh, the chief can fly!" Zhang Xiaojun was witnessed, as well as a large group of officers and soldiers, as well as the policemen who maintained order. It slowly rose up and disappeared into the protective nets on the top floor in a few seconds.

The reason why Xiang Ming did this was because he showed his hand to prove his ability. Fortunately, no reporter could photograph this angle, because the staircase of this building was blocked by another building within the cordon. People outside couldn't see Xiang Ming's magical moment. If it is discovered by the crowd watching the excitement, if it is discovered by the reporters who are looking for news everywhere, the news of Xiang Ming Huifei will definitely be more newsworthy than the collapse of this construction site.

The news of construction site accidents has long been no news, and so many safety accidents occur every year, such as dust explosions and fireworks explosions. There are endless news about what bridge breaks, where the ground sinks and swallows people, coal mine accidents, buses naturally, bus accidents and dozens of people burned, and so on. Ordinary people have become numb to these news and have long been tired of watching them.

But this is the first time that a person can fly so high, and the Olympic champion in high jump can only jump more than 2 meters. It is not an exaggeration to say that people can fly.

Especially can't let the female anchor find out, if they find out that Xiang Ming can fly, it won't be crazy.

Xiang Mingcai didn't care what the people below thought of it, and no matter what the other officers and soldiers who were carrying out the rescue operation thought, he just suspended above the ruins.

"You all pack up your things and evacuate the scene, go to the staircase below to stand by, and prepare to pick up people!" Xiang Ming gave everyone an order!

The officers and soldiers at the scene were already in the helmet communicator and received a report from the brigade commander. At this time, as soon as Xiang Ming spoke, everyone looked up at the place where the voice came from. Xiang Ming does not use a walkie-talkie. The sound was loud and loud, drowning out the noisy cutting sound of the scene. The Shaolin lion roared, deafening.

The officers and soldiers all turned their tools and looked up at Xiang Ming!

A firefighter dressed in the same clothes as them was suspended 5 meters in the air.

When did you break your own people like this? This is a fairy trick!

Although everyone was very confused and surprised, but an order is an order, and everyone quickly packed up their tools and evacuated!

Xiang Ming swept it through with his divine thoughts! The collapsed place below was simply intertwined like many spider webs. It's not an exaggeration. It's as messy as the steel bars piled up in the garbage collection stations!

First find the migrant workers whose lives are in danger, this is the first task, and come to the rescue according to the order of severity. Time is life, and there is no doubt about the ability of a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan. People from the outside world spread the gods of heaven-level masters to be omnipotent. Xiang Ming is a super master in the Jindan period. That's 100 heavenly level is not enough for Xiang Ming to abuse. It's like a group of natives with wooden sticks going to attack heavily armed American troops.

The master's way of playing is so magical, who is not convinced, he is allowed to play like this. The master's ability to do things is like this. If you don't take it, you have to be convinced.

Xiang Ming took out the Qiankun Sword, a 2-meter sword. Seeing that there was no one in the place where the sword was lowered, he swung it over. Cut tofu as smoothly. Stroke a few times in a row. The three-meter steel bars of Fang Yuan were all broken into sections. As soon as Xiang Ming waved his hand, these steel bars were put into the Qiankun Sword space. The speed was so fast, in the blink of an eye, Xiang Ming pulled out a trapped migrant worker.

This is a man whose thigh has been crushed by steel bars, and the thigh bone has been broken. Fortunately, this man remained conscious. "Hum, hum!" He could also see through the cracks in the steel bars that the armed police firefighters had come to the rescue, and he also heard the sharp and piercing cutting sound.

Half an hour has passed, but the steel around is densely packed, when will I be able to free myself? Waiting helplessly with pain, hope and despair coexist. A broken thigh means that you have to end your life, and you will become disabled in the future, what should you do with the three babies in the family? While he was thinking wildly. He felt his body light, and he floated. Come and jump a bungee jump, and fly downstairs, so frightened that his heart is frightened, and he shouts loudly!" Help!" But there was a false alarm, and when it was almost 1 meter above the ground, the speed slowed down and slowly fell to the concrete floor!

"You let the stretcher from Union Hospital carry him to the simple operating room, and I will do the operation later! Let all the doctors and nurses come in and pick him up at the staircase!" Xiang Ming gave an order to Zhang Xiaojun, the captain of the brigade! The two serious patients will stay and do the operation on their own people. Gentler patients are taken away by other ambulances!

Like this person whose thigh was crushed, because the bone ballast of the broken leg had punctured the thigh artery, causing internal bleeding, if he was inevitably amputated in the hospital, this can only be operated on by Xiang Ming himself to save his life!

"Chief, we know, do you need our help there!" asked the captain over the intercom!

"No, you just accept the wounded, yes. Could you please help me bring a medicine to Dr. Liang Dong from Union Hospital, this is a first-aid medicine, let him be responsible for giving one to each wounded!" Xiang Ming used a ceramic bottle after explaining, and instantly arrived in front of the captain Zhang Xiaojun.

This is the magic medicine of the Sword Special Combat Team, "Mighty Pill", which can improve immunity and vitality, and can also be taken as a tonic to treat internal injuries.

"Chief, I'll call the doctors and nurses to come in and pick them up, and give this medicine to Dr. Liang Dong!" After the captain finished speaking, he called a squadron leader next to him and asked him to go outside to call people.

"Wow, that's too fast!" The trapped migrant workers were like ducks diving into the water, and a "ah" came down from the stairs in a few seconds. Needless to say, another migrant worker brother was sent down. Captain Zhang Xiaojun was numb, and many people below witnessed this magical scene, and they were also stunned, fortunately, there were no reporters and female anchors!, otherwise it would be another super news!"Migrant workers lined up to jump off the building at a certain construction site."

It only takes 5 minutes, and in such a short time, 48 people have already been sent down!

When Xiang Ming floated down again and came below. Captain Zhang Xiaojun hurriedly ran over!

"Chief, there's no one up there!"

"There are no more alive, there are 11 dead! You will send someone to deal with these migrant workers who were killed later!" Xiang Ming was still in a very heavy mood, 11 people are 11 families!

"Chief, I'll take care of it, why don't you go to my command car to rest!"

"No need, I still have to operate on these wounded!" Xiang Ming walked to a corner after speaking, and he had to take off his protective clothing!

The captain looked at this emaciated figure, his eyes a little moist. What a good child, what a good chief, is really the local Lei Feng. Come in a hurry, go in a hurry.

14-year-old child, think about the little emperor in his family, his 9-year-old son this year, who wants to be windy and rainy. Compared with Xiang Ming's little chief, it is simply one in the sky and the other on the ground. No, we have to send him to the junior military academy.