Chapter 133: Burn It!

Zheng Xiaoming squatted down, raised a flashlight to take a picture of the shriveled hand, and took a closer look, and found that a few fingers were tightly attached to Lei Xiaojuan's face, and the palm of the hand was just blocked on her nose and mouth, making it a little difficult to breathe and speak.

"How can I pull this hand off?" Zheng Xiaoming muttered while frowning to find a way.

Lei Xiaojuan looked at Zheng Xiaoming with blank eyes, and made a "uh-huh" sound in her throat, urging Zheng Xiaoming to quickly remove this shriveled hand.

"You'd better hurry up and figure it out? You see, Lei Xiaojuan can't stand the pain! Xiao Lihong said anxiously.

Zheng Xiaoming pondered, I can't pull it hard, I'll break your fingers one by one, and then take them off.

He squatted down and shone a flashlight, and found that the little fingers of his shriveled hand were very slender and relatively easy to start. Right! Break this little finger first!

He stretched out his left index finger, gently pressed it against the gap between Lei Xiaojuan's face and shriveled fingers, and slowly reached in.

The little finger of the shriveled hand seemed to react a little, and it moved slightly, with more force than it had just grasped, and suddenly squeezed Zheng Xiaoming's index finger tightly on Lei Xiaojuan's cheek.

Zheng Xiaoming wanted to quickly pull out his index finger at this time, but unfortunately it was a little late, and his finger was already squeezed firmly and couldn't be withdrawn.

"What the hell is this down! It will fight back! Even such a slender little finger is so powerful! Zheng Xiaoming whispered.

After saying that, he unwillingly pulled out a few more times, but still didn't pull out his index finger.

"Are you alright?" Xiao Lihong hurriedly asked with concern.

"My index finger is squeezed by it!" Zheng Xiaoming felt that the squeezed food began to ache at this time, and said while grinning his teeth.

"What can I do?" Xiao Lihong said anxiously.

"Don't worry, let's think about it and find a good way to get rid of it!" Zheng Xiaoming was in pain and comforted Xiao Lihong, who was in a hurry.

At this time, he felt that his squeezed index finger was a little swollen and numb, and suddenly, he realized the seriousness of the matter. He knew that if it took a long time, his index finger would be affected by the blood flow, and he would be seriously injured.

"Mmmm......" Lei Xiaojuan continued to urge Zheng Xiaoming to hurry up and find a way, eager to quickly drag this shriveled hand away.

Zheng Xiaoming's face was full of sadness, he looked at his shriveled hands helplessly, took a deep breath, and did not speak.

"Hurry up and figure it out, don't be stupid!" Xiao Lihong said anxiously.

"By the way, I have ...... in my backpack," Zheng Xiaoming muttered, as if there was a way.

He bent his right shoulder, pulled his right arm out of the backpack strap, then twisted back and stretched out his right hand to unzip the backpack.

"What are you looking for, I'll look for you, it's awkward to see how you look for things!" Xiao Lihong said anxiously.

"No, I'll do it myself! You just need to help Lei Xiaojuan!" Zheng Xiaoming said as he reached into his backpack and fumbled.

After fumbling for a while, I didn't seem to find what I was looking for, so I was a little anxious, and sweat beads appeared on my face!

"I'll find it for you! Why are you so hard to talk to! Xiao Lihong frowned and said anxiously.

Zheng Xiaoming shook his head and didn't answer, but continued to grope in the backpack with his hands. After a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he had touched what he was looking for.

"Did you find it? What the hell are you looking for! Xiao Lihong said curiously.

"Found it! Now there's a way! Zheng Xiaoming said with a smile.

As he spoke, he quickly pulled his hand out of his backpack and pulled out a lighter, holding it tightly in his hand.

When Xiao Lihong and Lei Xiaojuan heard Zheng Xiaoming say this, they both looked at them with hopeful eyes.

"I'll burn it on fire and see what happens to this shriveled hand!" Zheng Xiaoming said as he turned on the lighter, and slowly brought the small flame towards the shriveled hand.

"That might be a good idea!" A smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Lihong's mouth, and she said softly.

The hearts of the three of them were pounding, all hoping that this method would work, and a few eyes were glued to the slowly moving flames.

As the distance between the flames and the shriveled hand got closer and closer, Zheng Xiaoming's heartbeat became faster and faster.

He prayed to himself: I hope this method of mine works! He felt that if this move couldn't get this hand off, his fingers and Lei Xiaojuan's face might be hurt even more.

At the moment when the flames were about to dry up his hand, Zheng Xiaoming suddenly stopped breathing, gritted his teeth, and pasted the flame of the lighter to the upper part of his shriveled hand.

"Whoa!" There was a loud sound, followed by a puff of black smoke.

Looking at the hand again, a few fingers began to shake slightly.

Zheng Xiaoming's pinched fingers felt that the strength of the shriveled hand was a little weakened. He hurriedly seized this opportunity and pulled the pinched index finger hard, but he didn't expect to pull it out.

He stood up, extinguished the lighter, took a deep breath, and relaxed.

"It works! Keep burning it! Come on! Xiao Lihong shouted.

Zheng Xiaoming looked at the finger he pulled out, and found that there was a red mark in the place where he was stuck just now. He gasped, and if he couldn't pull it out, this finger would be crippled in a few moments.

"Don't wait, keep burning it!" Xiao Lihong urged.

Zheng Xiaoming just wanted to continue burning with a lighter, but suddenly thought that this ordinary lighter, if it burns continuously, will burn out the device, and when the lighter can't be lit, it will not be able to save Lei Xiaojuan.

He gently blew on the hot lighter and said, "Don't worry, let the lighter cool down a little!" ”

"What's cool! Hurry up and keep burning! Xiao Lihong said loudly.

Zheng Xiaoming explained: "If the lighter burns continuously, it will burn out the devices near the fire port due to the high temperature!" If you don't understand, don't shout! ”

Xiao Lihong glared at Zheng Xiaoming, snorted, and didn't speak again.

Zheng Xiaoming picked up the flashlight at this time and took a picture of Lei Xiaojuan's face.

That shriveled hand had been burned a few times just now, and the fingers that grabbed Lei Xiaojuan's face were indeed not as strong as just now, and now they were trembling slightly.

"Let me try and see if I can pull it off now!" Xiao Lihong said.

Zheng Xiaoming saw Xiao Lihong's actions, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't move!" ”

Xiao Lihong held Lei Xiaojuan's head with her left hand, and was about to stretch out her right hand to pull her shriveled hand, when she heard Zheng Xiaoming's voice, she quickly retracted her hand, looked at Zheng Xiaoming with puzzled eyes, and said, "Why can't you move?" ”