The loose railing could not hold back its strength, and with a bang, it fell on the street, and the earth-shattering sound suddenly provoked the people to stop and watch.

After a while, I saw someone rushing out of the Xinghua Building, it was Linghua Han Jingxuan and Ruxin and others.

"Linghua, look who this is! This is the mascot of your Xinghualou! What do you think would happen if I pushed her down from here? This little head hits the ground, and wow... But there's nothing left! Boss Ren grinned and looked up and laughed.

Immediately afterwards, he dragged the swallow forward and pushed it, and his right foot touched the remaining wood of the railing, and a large piece fell again, and one foot almost didn't stand, and when it fell, a cold sweat broke out on the swallow's body.

Three floors, almost ten meters high, if you fall... If you don't die, you have to be a disability, besides, this is ancient times, and medical skills are not very good!

"Anywhere, what do you want to do at my Xinghualou, why bother a little girl!" Seeing this, Linghua stepped forward two steps and shouted at them with her head up.

The people on the street stopped one after another, and the people in the restaurant, inn and other shops also poked their heads out to watch the show.

"Sister, sister!" When the younger brother Dabao saw his sister, the tears fell from his brushes, and he stomped his feet anxiously, pulling his mother's sleeve at a loss.

Han Jingxuan's face was solemn, and he arranged for Fuzi behind him: "Help Yanzi's mother and younger brother back to the store." ”

After Fuzi got down, he hurriedly coaxed the two back to the store and looked at the situation outside.

"Ren, the fate of your Fuhongju is your own fault, what do you want to do today? Do you want silver? Okay, how much do you want, I'll give it to you in Xinghualou! Don't you feel ashamed of a dignified big man who has kidnapped a girl now? Linghua stuck her hands on her waist and her voice was loud.

"Phew, take the blame, if it weren't for your Xinghualou pressing step by step and buying my people, I would have ended up like this, she didn't live with me before, and don't want to stay in your Xinghualou in the future!" The neck is congested, the blood vessels on the neck are faintly exposed, and the bruises are like snakes.

Below, Han Jingxuan and Linghua glanced at each other, turned around and strode into the crowd.

Yanzi looked at the crowd, and then looked at Linghua and her mother and brother standing at the door of the store, and her heart suddenly seemed to be screwed, she wanted to live, and she couldn't just lose her life like this.

"Boss Ren, as long as you let me go today, I'll do it with you, and I'll help you reopen Fuhongju!" The swallow's voice trembled.

"It's late!" Ren snorted coldly, pulled the swallow back a few steps, and said in a deep voice towards Linghua below: "I'll make you all regret it today!" You're to blame for what happened to her!"

With that, Ren pulled the swallow and retreated, disappearing from everyone's sight.

Things were messy under his feet, and the swallow pretended to trip over the table, and fell to the ground along the way, and in a panic, the hand tied behind his back picked up a piece of sharp wood on the ground and grabbed it in his hand.

"Humph! Get up! Ren grabbed the swallow by the shoulders and dragged her up from the ground and dragged her to the hall on the third floor.

"If you don't stay in Fuhongju if you are alive, then you will be a ghost of Fuhongju when you die!" The boss with a pair of eyes and a hoarse voice.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Ren everywhere tear off a piece of fabric on his body and put it on the lamp next to him in a hurry, and in an instant, a flame suddenly ignited on the table in the hall, the table, and the armchair on the staircase.

"You poured the wine?" The swallow looked at the surrounding flames, frowned, and roared at the place, and the bound hands kept writhing, trying to struggle out of it.

"Or else? If there is nothing left, it will be burned, Fuhongju is the hard work of my Ren family for several lifetimes, and it was destroyed by you, and you didn't save it at the beginning! Ren was furious, picked up the stick on the side of the table and slammed it on the ground, and was ignited with golden flames again.

Outside Fuhong's residence, he only heard one person shouting that he had gone to water.

The fire grew smaller and smaller, and black smoke came out of the windows and spread over the sky.

Fuhong Juli was left with the piercing laughter of Ren, Yanzi's eyes were fiery red, and the hands behind his back were constantly rubbing the rope on his wrist with his pointed ends, and after a moment of effort, the rope was broken, and while he was not paying attention to Ren, Yanzi panicked and untied the rope on his feet.

The fire engulfed everything, and the cantilever beams of the roof had been burned by the fire and smashed down, separating Ren and Yanzi.

The swallow hurriedly got up, and regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, he spit a few mouthfuls on his sleeve and covered his mouth and nose.

"You... You stop! You can't run! You can't go out of Fuhongju! The voice behind him was heartbreaking, and the whole person was in a mess, and he didn't care about anything, and chased after the burning sticks towards the swallow.

Looking at the place where he rushed over, Yanzi hurried at his feet, this is the third floor of Fuhongju, the stairs have been burned out, and the pillars next to him are also full of fire, and there is nowhere to escape.

"Run... Ah, I... As I said, you died as a ghost of Fuhongju! Ren smiled and showed a wrinkled face, which only made Swallow feel that he was a ghost god of hell, full of sin.

The swallows were approached step by step into the corner, and the fire around them became thicker and thicker. The swallow didn't dare to take a big breath, looked at the place in front of him, looked at a stick that was burning next to him, copied it with his hand, took the other end that did not burn, and smashed it in the direction of the place.

"Dead ghost girl, I want to find death!" Ren was furious, dodged the smashed stick, and stepped forward with two steps and grabbed the swallow's neck with both hands.

The disparity in physical strength is so great that the swallow can't resist it at all.

The fire jumped in front of him, his neck was pinched, it was difficult to breathe, the swallow's feet kept struggling, and his hands were clasped everywhere, but... It gradually darkens in front of me.

In the midst of the struggle, she seemed to see a familiar figure, as if it was Han Jingxuan, and there seemed to be some people behind him, but she didn't know him.

Ren didn't know that there was someone behind him, but he suddenly felt a pain in his waist, his hands were weak, and he was about to fall down.

"Young master, there's no time, you have to get out quickly!" The people who followed behind Han Jingxuan were not in a hurry.

The swallow was physically exhausted, and Han Jingxuan's figure in front of him was blurred, but he didn't know that the roof above his head was burned off again, and he was about to fall.

"Swallow!" Han Jingxuan grabbed Yanzi's arm, pulled her into his arms, and then hurriedly escaped from the fire with her on his back.

"Swallow, awake, everyone is waiting for you!"

"Swallow"

.......

The sound of fading away, Yanzi couldn't hear it, and finally lay on Han Jingxuan's shoulder weakly, a pair of small hands on his chest, following his running, swaying constantly.

The fire burned so fiercely that the color of the flames reflected the whole sky, and the officers and soldiers and civilians put out the fire one after another, and it was not until noon the next day that the fire was completely extinguished.

The former glory of Fuhongju is now left in ruins, and the black remnants are particularly conspicuous on this street.

In the room, Yanzi was lying on the bed asleep, and Ruxin and Dabao were guarding beside her, and their eyes did not dare to stagger a little.