Chapter 72: The Outlaw Mandarin Duck

Just as the water touched the glass curtain wall of the building, everyone in the square heard a noise, some wailing, some crying for help, and some crying bitterly. When I looked at www.biquge.info glass door, I could clearly see that it was crowded with people.

It turned out that it was not the glass door that was stuck that caused them to not be able to get out, but the iron wall effect of the Four Elephant Array, which made the original exit position into a death door, so no matter how they collided and squeezed, it was useless.

Zeng Yifan clearly saw that the host who ran to the door first was pressed against the "glass door" by the people who came up from behind, and his face had been squeezed out of shape and in pain. There are also those who have been injured, with the instinct to survive, or run or crawl to the door, thinking that it is the exit of life, but they do not want to be stuck there, or even more dangerous.

However, the water of the Seven Stars had already sprayed onto the glass curtain wall with the high-pressure water gun, and judging from the situation that could be seen from the outside and the sound was heard, the four-elephant array should be considered broken. But why can't these people get out as if they were hitting a wall?

For a while, Zeng Yifan had no idea at all.

And Boss Jin, who saw the chaos in the exhibition hall, stood up in a daze, his eyes almost unblinking. He expected that something must have happened in the exhibition hall, but he didn't expect the situation to be so tragic.

At this time, Zhao Dapeng, who was Zheng Zixuan's quasi-boyfriend, suddenly felt that he also had some obligation to comfort the future uncle, so he stepped forward and patted Boss Jin on the shoulder and said, "This ...... In fact, it was not so miserable inside, there were about a dozen dead and injured people, and later, most of them hid in your luxury car, those broken glass slags, at most smashed the car, and could not kill people. ”

As soon as Boss Jin heard that there was a dead person and the luxury car was also smashed, his feet began to tremble incessantly.

The people who come here are either rich or expensive, and usually a migrant worker who dies will pay five or six hundred thousand yuan, and this dead official or the son of which company will not casually ask for millions of compensation? More than a dozen people are hundreds of millions.

This number is still small, mainly those luxury cars, which are not cheaper than human life at all, forty or fifty cars, four or five billion!

I wanted to make money by holding an auto show, but I didn't expect to break the bank, which ......

"This ......" Zhao Dapeng felt that his comfort had a little effect, and Boss Jin seemed to have a deep thought. However, it is still very embarrassing to call him what to call him, and follow Zheng Zixuan to call uncle, it seems too fast, and calling Mr. Jin seems to be angry again, so he simply ignores it.

"The crux of the matter now is that these people inside must come out, because the exhibition hall will soon collapse, and there will be no more than a dozen dead and injured." Zhao Dapeng was simply pouring salt on Boss Jin's wounds.

After saying this, Boss Jin couldn't stand anymore, his legs were weak, and he sat down directly on the ground.

Before, because I couldn't see the situation inside, I didn't have such a strong sensory impact, but now, looking at those people who are struggling to survive at the exit, facing a glimmer of life, but like exploring flowers and fishing for the moon in the water, everyone's hearts are pinched.

"Director Chen?! Look, it's Director Chen! Zhang Jing suddenly pointed to the corner of the exit and shouted.

Sure enough, Chen Chen's father, Chen Jianguo, was also squeezed to the door by the crowd. At this moment, although his clothes are stained with blood and his gel hairstyle is messy, it is much better than the host who was pressed and his face was deformed.

This point, in addition to relying on Chen Jianguo's fact that he happened to be in a narrow triangle formed by a wall and a doorpost, more importantly, his driver, Lao Zhao, the father of the second dog, was trying his best to block Chen Jianguo's side and withstand those who kept coming.

Lao Zhao's head had been smashed by people who were crazy to survive, and blood flowed down his forehead into his eyes, making him a little unable to open his eyes. Even so, his body remained still, just to protect the people he wanted to protect.

Chen ...... Director Chen ...... "Boss Jin also saw Chen Jianguo, and he cried with joy. Chen Jianguo is still alive and has not been poked to death by any glass shards. He was still counting on Chen Jianguo to give him approval.

"Yifan, why can't they come out? Is it because these four elephant arrays can't be broken? Zhang Mengmeng looked at the tragic situation inside and felt really worried.

"It should be broken, but I don't know why people can't get out."

Just when they were frowning, everyone saw that Boss Jin, who was originally sitting on the ground, suddenly got up, stumbled to the glass door, and began to bang his head against the wall. The already injured head was hit with a few blows, and the blood was stained on the glass door.

"Uncle Kim, don't do this, there will be a way." Zheng Zixuan hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Boss Jin and comforted him. Even if he crashes himself to death, if the building is really going to fall, these people are really going to die, it can't be avoided.

When Boss Jin saw someone coming to pull him, his little eyes rolled, and then he cried bitterly: "Heaven, earth, why is this happening, if something happens to you, I won't be alive!" ”

Soon, another handful of snot and a handful of tears, mixed with the blood on the head, were pasted on the glass door.

Everyone was speechless, who didn't know that Boss Jin was notoriously greedy for life and afraid of death and stingy, and he would be willing to die? But there is no one else in this acting, crying when you say crying, you don't need chili water. I think it's to leave a way back for myself, in case something really happens, my attitude is also set, and those people inside, in the end, whether they are ghosts or amputated limbs, don't complain.

Just when Boss Jin gave full play to his acting skills so vividly that he himself hallucinated, suddenly, a hand reached out from inside and grabbed Boss Jin's hair. Boss Jin was stunned for a moment, and with a push back, a large handful of hair was directly ripped off, revealing a scalp the size of a thumb nail.

"Hey, it hurts me!" Boss Jin wailed, his voice almost overshadowing the sound coming from inside, and a few of the tears he shed at this moment were estimated to be true.

Zhao Dapeng felt a little funny, but because Zheng Zixuan looked anxious, he could only hold back his laughter, and endured the pain in his cheeks and stomach, and almost bowed his waist.

Well? Zeng Yifan also found that the hand that came out of it belonged to the host. But why would there be a gap for his hand to drill out? But it's just a small gap.

"I see!"

Looking at the thing on the glass door mixed with blood, tears, and snot, Zeng Yifan had an epiphany. The door can only be opened by the owner! So I immediately looked around for something sharp.

"Dapeng, come here and help!" Zeng Yifan found the smashed iron filings from the billboard that flew in the air before, and then it was how to hold Boss Jin. Acting is acting, really letting him spill blood and flesh, I'm afraid he can only be strong. Now the square can be used, except for a few women, it is Zhao Dapeng.

"Huh? What happened to you? Zeng Yifan saw Zhao Dapeng's face distorted and hunched over, it couldn't be that he had suffered some internal injuries just now.

"I ...... I was just...... Hahahaha......" Zhao Dapeng struggled to straighten his waist, and couldn't help laughing anymore. This big boss Jin is obviously a fake, and when he is caught, he must have choked on that handful of hair.

Zeng Yifan is almost full of black lines, at this moment when his life is at stake, he Zhao Dapeng can still laugh because of this kind of thing, this is no longer a matter of laughter, but a matter of character.

"Enough Zhao Dapeng, hurry up and help hold down Boss Jin!"

What the?!

When the people present heard this, they were stunned for a while, could it be that the big boss Jin had hit the evil spirit?