"Let's go!"

The temperature is getting higher and higher, and now the fan is useless, and there is not much cool air around.

Under the fire, the entire workshop was turbid and even filled with toxic gases.

The high temperature scorched the two of them, although there was an operation of ink poorness, so that the high temperature they received was the lightest, but at this moment, it was almost reaching the limit of ordinary people's patience.

This fire, I don't know how many wax figures were burned, and Mo Qian didn't send a number, anyway, as far as the eye could see, there were basically few movable wax figures, and they all stood as if they were dissolving.

"Hurry, hurry...... cough cough cough ......"

Mo Qian pulled his brown hair and hurriedly slipped away, and his brown hair was also choking uncomfortably, his eyes were watery, and he was still staring at the oil painting.

encountered scattered wax figures on the road at the door, and the muzzle of the gun was flicked and it collapsed directly.

Now it's not the wax figures that are in trouble, it's the fire.

He also set fire to the gap to prevent the wax figures from running, and at the moment the road was on fire and smoke billowing out, and they had to rush over it.

"Poor! I'm almost out of sight!" The brown-haired eyes were red and bloodshot, and I couldn't help blinking, and I could see the terrifying back turn back frame by frame.

"Then don't worry about it! you go out first, I'll burn the painting!" Mo Qian heard this, and pulled his brown hair to let him go first, and then he took the opportunity to banish the painting.

It is not difficult to rush through this fire, and everyone is not a reserved person, as soon as the eyes are closed and the heart is horizontal, they will definitely rush over, and nothing will happen.

They are not wax figures, and the big living people are not so easy to burn to death, at most their hair and clothes are burned, but they can be easily extinguished.

What's more, Mo Qian can easily sweep away all the burning materials and make a way to make a way, so that he will not be burned by open flames, and at most he will be scorched.

Can...... It was impossible for the brown hair to rush over with his eyes open.

After Mo Qian finished speaking, he saw the brown hair staring at him, pushing Mo Qian's back and running wildly: "No! No, I can't, I can hold it!"

He was obviously frightened, so he didn't bring the painting with him? This is equivalent to releasing 382, he has already been told by the Blue and White Society, and he knows the horror of 382 very well, and he will never allow Mo Qian to come at this moment.

However, even if he has a resolute attitude, Mo Qian can't let him do anything.

Are you kidding, staring at the heat and rushing through the fire?

"You go out first, and I'll take care of the painting!" Mo Qian took the painting down.

Brown hair hurriedly said: "No, this painting can't be destroyed, believe me, I can, this painting is also an indestructible shield, believe me!"

"Oh?" thought that if the painting was destroyed, the contents of the containment would come out.

Now it doesn't seem to be, it's not destroyed at all, it's a containment object in itself, and the back inside is only a part.

The nature of the containment is multifaceted, and the indestructibility of the painting means that it must be controlled and watched at all times, but in turn, it can be regarded as an indestructible shield because it cannot be destroyed.

I saw that the brown hair put his face directly on the painting, his eyes stared at the back, and he rushed out hard.

Mo Qian didn't talk nonsense, escorted him to run out, and blew away the scorching smoke with his mouth, not only to help him, but also to help himself.

The painting has been painted in this fire, and it has not become hot at all, and it has always remained cold.

The brown-haired eyes were attached to ensure that there would be no hot smoke on the front, and he was blowing himself, so he really insisted on running out.

"It's out!"

Mo Qian ran out with brown hair and immediately stared at the painting to make him rest.

The brown hair rubbed his eyes and said excitedly: "We're out! We're out! Hahaha!"

Mo Qian smiled and let him rest for a while before handing it to him again.

"This self-control ......"

Maybe the brown hair has no ability, but under the tempering of the D-class personnel's career, the will to survive is not said, otherwise he would not be able to live today.

The brown hair rested for more than ten seconds with his eyes closed before relieving himself, but you can imagine how much pain he had just now, and being able to overcome this instinct can be regarded as an extraordinary ability.

The matter of staring at the painting is still left to the brown hair, after all, Mo Qian is obviously stronger in combat.

"Hmm...... These wax figures were also burned, Xiao Feng, what did they do......" Mo Qian walked in the corridor, and he could see a lot of burned wax figures, extending all the way into the distance.

After walking for a while, Mo Qian didn't see Xiao Feng, so he directly held the back of Xiao Feng's head.

"You keep an eye on it first, and I'll inform Xiao Feng. ”

Although Xiao Feng didn't have a contact, his eyes were here, and Mo Qian held it and rushed towards him, which was equivalent to looking at Xiao Feng.

"Xiao Feng, you guys left first, are you still on the negative tenth floor? blink if you're not there. Mo Qian said with a sharp eyeball, and his mouth shape was deliberately obvious.

Soon the eyeball blinked continuously, indicating that it was not in the minus ten layer.

Mo Qian said again: "Okay, you stand where you are and don't move, wait for me to find you!"

"Blink three times when you understand. ”

The eyeballs immediately blinked three more times, and in this way, the two completed the communication.

Handed over the back of his head to the brown hair, let him and the eyeballs continue to cooperate with the painting, Mo Qian rubbed the burned hair on his head, and positioned Xiao Feng's position.

......

At this moment, Xiao Feng had already moved, and long before Mo Qian took the initiative to contact him, he had already known the big movement over there through the back of his head.

Fire, smoke, heat!

Xiao Feng and Blonde fought all the way to the stairwell, and walked to the minus nine floor through the stairs, and along the way, Xiao Feng did not forget to pay attention to the things in the laboratory.

Because his eyes were held in the hands of the brown hair, he was always in front of the painting, staring at the back.

Although he can't see anywhere else through the afterglow, his eyes can keep staring at the painting, which in itself means that the two of them are fine, which is equivalent to constantly reporting safety.

When his eyes fall to the ground, roll aside, be trampled on by a wax figure, or stare silently at the ceiling in the corner, it means that they are all finished.

He thought that Mo Qian couldn't kill him, but through some details, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a fire there.

suddenly realized that Mo Qian did not give up the breakthrough, he found the fuel in the motor room and was doing something big.

"No, he's going to burn the wax figures?so many wax figures, where can he have his hands on his own?" Xiao Feng was stunned, and hurriedly stopped the blonde hair, and the two of them nested in the stairwell, one looking at it from a distance, and the other listening to the oral broadcast.

It's a pity that the brown hair is too conscientious, except for the fact that when he ran violently before, Xiao Feng could see the two of them climb onto the table and Mo Qian kicking the oil drum, and he couldn't see anything after that, and he could only guess through a little smoke and fire.

The spectacular scene of the fire burning was impossible to see, and he could only stare at the back......

"Mo Qian didn't choose to stay in the laboratory, he was trying to come out......"

"Will it work?"

Xiao Feng, who couldn't see it really, waited anxiously, he was looking forward to Mo Qian being able to kill him, but it was too difficult.

What if they set it on fire? They also used oil, but they knew how difficult it was, it was too hard to burn.

Unless they can create a huge fire that spreads through the entire field, even if some wax figures are lit, they will still be able to complete the encirclement.

If you put oil in one place, there will always be many places that can't be burned, and the wax figure won't be stupid enough to stand in the wall of fire and burn it for him.

"But if he pours oil all over the place, isn't he afraid of burning himself?" exclaimed the blonde.

Xiao Feng said: "He's already done this, oh my God, I feel like what my eyes see is getting blurred and blurred, and the temperature over there is very high!"

"Crazy, is this going to die together?"

Both of them were stunned, a small fire is useless, a big fire is useful, but are they not afraid of death? But they are in the encirclement, let the whole workshop burn, and they themselves are also scorching in the fire?

"What is he doing here!" Xiao Feng knew that Mo Qian wanted to break through so much that he used this method to put himself in the sea of fire with this extreme danger.

Ruomo is honest and practical, and it is no problem to make the wax figure unable to touch him with his marksmanship, but it is a matter of persistence for a long time.

But now that such a big fire is set on fire, what is the difference between dying together?

"Wait...... Wait a minute!

"The flames are burning to my eyes! It's ......"

"What?

In the thick smoke and heat wave, although Xiao Feng was not in pain, he could feel the harshness of the environment.

Immediately after the two of them crossed the fire, it was so burning that he couldn't help blinking, of course, not because it hurt, but because it was scared.

But then, he was stunned, because the oil painting was handed over to Mo Qian, and he could see the two of them in the corridor.

They rushed out of the fire.

"It's really killed!" Xiao Feng jumped out in surprise, although he didn't know how to do it, but it must be thrilling to think about it.

"Could it be that you just hold on to the heat wave inside, wait for the wax figures to melt, and then kill them? It's too ruthless, isn't it? This is a hard to kill the wax figures?"

"Nice! Let's wait for them, they're coming!"

The two were pleasantly surprised, Mo Qian set a fire to burn through the encirclement, and actually killed with brown hair.

The wax figure must have suffered heavy losses, otherwise the two would not have been able to escape.

This means that the two of them relied on a fire that burned both the enemy and themselves, and then survived the wax figure that was easier to melt.

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