There were only a few brothers left in the theater, and the fire was about to burn to the eyebrows.

Shi San patted Wang Fubao on the shoulder and said, "Brother, climb the stool quickly!" ”

Wang Fubao shook his head, "I have an injury on my leg, I definitely can't climb up!" ”

Shi San shook his head and said, "No, you are the new chairman of the trade union, and the future struggle against the enemy is inseparable from your guidance, listen to me!" ”

The remaining brothers carried Wang Fubao on their shoulders, "Shi represents you to go to the vent first, you are tall and strong, you will drag Lao Wang in from the vent in a while." ”

The stool is more difficult to climb than Shi San imagined, for the workers this kind of work of climbing up and down has been accustomed, Shi San's movements seem very clumsy, he gets on a stool, the stool will shake, "Oops, I'm too stupid, I can't climb well!" ”

The worker brothers encouraged him, "It's okay Representative Shi, don't worry, you climb up little by little, don't think about anything in your head, and don't look down!" ”

It took Shi San twice as long as the other workers to climb into the vent, and he stretched out his hand, "Quick, lift your Chairman Wang up!" ”

A worker brother stepped on the stool with Wang Fubao on his back, and at this time the flames rushed forward several meters and covered the stool. The brothers took off their clothes and tried desperately to drive away the flames. The brother climbed under the vent, lifted it with all his might, and pushed Wang Fubao's head into the vent, Shi San grabbed his hand tightly.

"Ahh The brother who carried Wang Fubao's strength just now was so great that the stool lost its balance and collapsed, and the worker went straight to the sea of fire. The brothers at the bottom didn't have time to set up a new stool, so they all went to save the brother.

Representative Shi and Wang Fubao in the vent watched the brothers struggling in the sea of fire worriedly, "Are you all right?" Hurry up and set up the stool! ”

"Ahh The heart-rending cries of several brothers were heard in the sea of fire, and they became fire men, their hair, neck, shoulders, stomachs, and all their flesh and blood were covered in fire. They screamed in pain until their voices were gradually covered by the sound of burning.

Wang Fubao wiped his tears and was heartbroken, "I killed them!" ”

Shi San patted Wang Fubao on the shoulder, "Now is not the time to cry!" "The two of them are advancing in the crowded and narrow vent one after the other, the fire is too big, the flames have burned to the ceiling, and there is white gas in the vent that keeps rising up, Shi San's hand can already feel it, the fire is about to roast through the vent!" Brother Fuku, no matter how hot it is, don't stop, keep crawling forward! Shi San sped up his crawling speed, his hands were already blistered, he gritted his teeth and insisted on moving forward, "Ah, climb, don't stop, don't stop, it's almost over." ”

Just as they were finishing this section, the vents were eroded by the flames, completely turning into a fire tunnel. The two of them crawled out with the help of their brothers under the toilet vents.

"Water water!" Shi San's face was dark, and he saw a worker brother who was picking up water and carrying it out, so he immediately grabbed it and splashed it on his head.

"Representative Shi, what about the rest of the brothers?" The worker asked.

Wang Fubao, who came down immediately after, replied, "They were all burned to death by fire!" ”

The worker walked out in frustration, and he looked at the two rows of workers outside who were still passing buckets and shouted, "Stop! ”

The little harmonica shouted suspiciously, "Aren't there still several people?" ”

The worker replied, "All burned!" ”

The little harmonica shouted frantically, "Ah, these brutes, brutes! ”

As soon as the words fell, Director Liang rushed to the entrance with a gun, he was about to have a seizure, but suddenly saw the theater where there was a fire, and secretly doubted in his heart, why was there a fire in the theater, who put it? Worker?

Just after hearing the bad news of the brothers, and seeing such a group of arsonists, the little harmonica shouted angrily, "You bastards, you actually sent someone to burn our conference, I fought with you!" ”

The little harmonica held the harmonica and rushed towards Director Liang, Director Liang subconsciously snatched it, a bullet passed through the chest of the small harmonica, and the power of the bullet pushed the small harmonica back, and he lay on his back in the arms of the workers behind. The little harmonica held its own little harmonica tightly and handed it to the workers, who clenched their fists and shouted, "Fight with them!" ”

Dozens of workers rushed towards Director Liang, and Director Liang was so frightened that he hid behind his men.

"Director, the workers are rushing up, what should I do?" The subordinate asked, holding up a gun.

"What can I do? Kill. "Director Liang gave the order to shoot.

The bullet came at the brush and killed a dozen brothers in one fell swoop.

"Don't fight with them, brothers, retreat!" Shi San didn't want the workers to die in vain.

The workers didn't have time to drag back the body of their dead brother just now, they headed towards the back door of the theater, and after a few steps, the manager rushed up again, "The back door is also blocked by these patrol officers, let's all go out through the window of the toilet, there is a small alley outside that window, you can go around the textile theater." ”

The workers crowded into the small toilets, and the stone representative struggled to break the glass, this window was so small that only one person could pass at a time, and there was no way, everyone had to climb out patiently.

"Chairman Wang!" One worker shouted, "The patrolmen on both sides are blocking us outside!" Get out of the window, and we'll get out of the way, brothers, and we'll stop the patrolmen!" Before the workers were leaving, he handed the harmonica to Wang Fubao, "He's dead!" ”

Outside the toilets, gunfire rang out, and the workers were put down one by one by the patrol police, some were seriously injured, and some were killed on the spot. Only a few dozen brothers crawled out of the window.

The patrolmen were red-eyed, and when the gunfire stopped, they realized that they had killed so many workers. Director Liang looked at the corpse and was worried, "It's over, so many workers have died, if this is traced up from above!" ”

The director ran in panting, "Are you okay, Director?" ”

Director Liang shouted angrily, "Where did you go?" ”

"I'm going to find Zhang Damin! The kid is gone! How did this kill so many people? The director asked.

Director Liang put away the robbery, "These workers killed our brothers outside the theater with guns, I brought everyone in to arrest them, and they resisted!" "Director Liang said very resolutely, but he was already panicked in his heart, the patrol police had killed so many workers, and it would be terrible if this matter was poked out." Throw all the corpses of the workers in the burning theater! ”

The director nodded, it seems that Liang is going to destroy the corpse!

The patrolmen threw the bodies of the workers into the fire, and a few of them were still panting, and the patrolman asked, "What about the ones who are not dead, sir?" ”

The hall chief waved his hand, "Burn!" ”