Chapter 212: Urgent
The Oriental Building has a total of 88 floors, all of which belong to the Jiahao Hotel.
The first floor is the hotel lobby, the second floor is the cafeteria, and the third floor is a small meeting room, in addition to this huge multi-purpose conference hall.
In order to ensure the order of the auction site and the safety of the auction items, the auction company came from the security company with 20 security guards, plus several security guards from the Jiahao Hotel itself, and there were nearly 30 security guards in the exhibition hall.
Moreover, in order to ensure the safety of the auction, after the auction officially began, people from the outside could not enter casually, and people inside could not go out of the exhibition hall at will, and the double doors of the exhibition hall were tightly closed.
So, despite the smoke billowing from the hallway, the auction was still in full swing, and no one noticed it.
Just as Luo Ping ran to the hall, the smoke alarm in the monitoring room on the first floor of the Oriental Building chirped wildly, and the security guard on duty quickly called up the monitoring.
"It's on fire!"
The security guard yelled and quickly picked up the intercom on the table.
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Bang bang bang!
Luo Ping kept knocking on the door.
"Hurry up and open the door, it's on fire outside!"
"Let's go, let's go, the auction has begun, even if it's an earthquake, you can't get in." The security guard inside thought that Luo Ping was trying to trick the door open, and responded impatiently.
"It's really on fire, I don't believe it, open the door and take a look." Luo Ping was in a hurry, but the security guard inside was indifferent, and he responded a few times at first, and soon he didn't bother to deal with him anymore.
At this time, Lot 7 was sold for an astonishing price, and the scene was boiling, and the loud exclamation almost lifted off the floor.
The security guard couldn't hear the anxious call coming from the walkie-talkie pinned to his waist.
Jiahao Hotel is a five-star hotel, with luxurious decoration, almost all the walls are covered with wallpaper, wooden structure and foam structure decoration, and you can see it everywhere.
The flames that burst out of the stairwell spread rapidly, and the black smoke engulfed everything in the hallway at an alarming rate.
After a while, Luo Ping retreated a dozen or so steps, stopped when he was close to the flames, and then started suddenly, rushing towards the gate like lightning.
Syllable!
With a loud bang, he slammed the door open. At the same time, everyone at the auction site also heard the loud noise and looked back.
"It's on fire outside!"
Black smoke poured into the hall along with Luo Ping, and everyone understood what was going on.
Wang Zijun also ran into the hall with him, he saw the two security guards guarding the door, looking at the corridor in a daze, and shouted angrily: "Silly 13, hurry up and close the door, and immediately organize everyone to leave the building." β
"Pay attention, pay attention to the fire on the second floor of the hotel, and now it is spreading rapidly towards the third floor, everyone quickly organized the evacuation of personnel, and quickly organized the evacuation of personnel."
An anxious voice came from the intercom, and the two security guards woke up like a dream and hurriedly closed the door again. At the moment when the gate was closed, the flame at the front was only three meters away from the gate.
"Run!"
The auction site was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly someone shouted, and the scene immediately began to riot.
There are two exits to this hall, front and back, and now the front door is blocked by fire, and everyone can only escape through the back door.
As people poured out to the exit at the back of the booth, several security guards with shotguns blocked the road.
"Everyone, don't be impatient, everyone be calm, don't be impatient, everyone line up first, and then leave in order, don't fight for me, so as not to have a stampede." The host stood on the stage and spoke loudly.
However, right behind him, under the protection of security guards, the staff of the auction company were quickly packing the lots that had not yet been delivered to the buyers.
"Hurry up and let us out, do you bastards want money?" Someone shouted.
"it." A burly man rushed to the booth and pushed it away, and the host said, "Everyone, let's go, the big fire horse will burn over." β
The man quickly ran towards the exit, and the security guard with the shotgun suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at him.
"zhanzhu, don't zhanzhu, I'm going to shoot."
The man just paused for a moment, not believing that the security guards would shoot, and ran towards the exit behind them.
Bang!
A gunshot rang out, and the burly young man clutched his legs and fell in disbelief.
There was a scream at the scene, and some of the women in front of them screamed in fright when they saw the red blood flowing out of the man's legs.
Luo Ping and Wang Zijun had already found Liu Qi and Ma Sanjia in the chaotic crowd at this time. The two of them had just been knocked down in a panic, and now they were on the periphery of the crowd.
Seeing that they were fine, Luo Ping temporarily let go of his hanging heart. He asked Liu Qi to bring a mobile phone and quickly dialed the fire alarm number, but he couldn't get in, and it seemed that countless people were dialing this number.
Thick smoke kept coming in through the cracks in the door, and the smell of the multipurpose hall was choking.
After the gunshot, there was a brief pause at the scene, and suddenly a man rushed out of the crowd.
His hair was messy, and his suit was torn open, and a big gap was made in the same old man sitting behind Luo Ping.
He rushed to the security guard three meters away and took out a red book from his pocket: "I am the Beihe Provincial Government, there is a very urgent matter that needs to be handled immediately, let me go out first." β
Several security guards hesitated, sideways to get out of the way, and the middle-aged man immediately got over and ran to the exit.
"Husband, wait for me."
A woman shouted frantically, it was the young woman who was tired of his arms just now. Her high heels had long since been lost, her hair was messy like a bird's nest, and she squeezed out of the crowd desperately and chased after him.
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The security guard picked up the gun and stopped her with a grim face.
"Husband, let them let me go, husband!"
The woman shouted loudly, but the middle-aged man left the scene without looking back, his back quickly disappearing at the exit.
"The fire is in!"
Someone shouted, and everyone looked back, only to see a trace of fire coming in through the crack in the door, and almost in the blink of an eye, igniting the wallpaper on both sides of the door, and the flames quickly jumped to the ceiling, igniting the carefully arranged decorations of the auction house.
The fire went over faster than anyone expected, and people couldn't calm down any longer, and they all rushed towards the security guards like a tidal wave.
By this time, the staff of the auction house had already packed all the auction items and were about to leave the site with them.
"Stop them, stop them."
Suddenly, a manager-like figure popped out of the background, frantically ordering the security guards. At the same time, he and his colleagues quickly ran towards the exit with the lockbox.
But just then, there was a scream from the exit, and a man fell in from the outside, covered in fire.
He kept rolling on the ground, but the fire had already ignited his high-end suit, and no matter how much he rolled, he couldn't extinguish the fire.
Judging from the voice, the man on fire was the middle-aged man who ran out just now.
A puff of smoke came in through the back door, followed by clusters of dancing flames.
The back door was also on fire.
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After leaving the courtyard, Wang Ziqing drove the car and wandered unconsciously around the street, not knowing where to go and not wanting to go, looking at the idle people outside the car window, she felt lonely.
There was a traffic jam ahead, which was too common in the capital. Wang Ziqing opened the CD and listened to soothing classical music, waiting quietly.
The shrill sound of fire alarms rang out, and she turned her head to glance at several red fire trucks, driving in the opposite direction along the opposite lane, rushing forward at a rapid pace.
It looks like there's something on fire again.
She got out of the car and looked into the distance, which was the bustling area within the Second Ring Road.
There was really black smoke in the distance, and it seemed that the fire was not yet there.
She suddenly felt a little uneasy in her heart, thinking that Wang Zijun had gone out in the morning, she hurriedly returned to the car, took out the phone from her bag and called him.
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Wang Zijun was also on the phone, but almost everyone at the scene was calling, and the signal was busy, so he couldn't contact the outside world at all.
The back door was also besieged by fire, and the people of the auction company were also blocked at the door. The manager-like man just now was so anxious that he couldn't do anything about it.
Several security guards quickly brought fire extinguishers to extinguish the flames on the middle-aged man's body, but he was already dying, lying on the ground motionless.
The young woman rushed over and looked at the man who was burned to the wrong level, but she didn't mean to be sad or sad.
"Dogs, bastards, this is what happens to leaving my mother. Deserve! β
No one cared about them anymore, there were people crying in the crowd, people talking loudly, and almost everyone was at a loss.
Luo Ping found a security guard who was guarding the door just now in the crowd.
"Are there any other exits here?"
This security guard belongs to Jiahao Company and knows the situation here relatively well, but he was already stupid, and his face turned pale until he was carried by Luo Ping and shook violently, before he regained some of his senses.
"No, no, no."
Luo Ping let go of his security guard in disappointment, and sat on the ground with his feet paralyzed and his legs limp.
The front and rear fires quickly spread towards the multipurpose hall. Luo Ping jumped off the table and looked around, looking for an escape opportunity.
A hundred or so people were either rich or noble, but at this moment they were tightly huddled in the corner, at a loss, and the loud crying of women and children covered everyone's hearts with a lingering shadow of death.
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"Sister, I'm on fire here in Jiahao, we're trapped on the third floor and can't get out."
Wang Zijun finally received a call from Wang Ziqing, and he was also scared enough, and his voice was no longer as hip-hop as just now, with a hint of trembling in fear.
"What!"
Wang Ziqing's face was pale, although Wang Zijun was not her own brother, the relationship between the two was already more intimate than that of ordinary sisters and brothers.
"Zijun, listen to me, don't panic, the fire truck has already rushed over, we will be fine."
After appeasing Wang Zijun, she quickly got out of the car and ran towards the Jiahao Hotel while dialing the phone at home.
Black smoke billowed in the distance.