What the?

When did they get to the fourth floor?

Sure enough, Song Ming and Xu Zhien looked up and saw that billowing smoke came out from the third floor, blocking all the passages on the fourth floor, and even the firefighters couldn't force their way in to save people, not to mention that there were not only Song Ming's parents on the fourth floor, but also other people.

At this time, the firefighters had already evacuated the crowd on the first floor, and were preparing to forcibly take down the second floor, and then the third floor.

"You wait for me to ......" lost contact before Song Ming finished speaking.

At this time, the fourth floor was surrounded by thick smoke, Song Zhiming hugged Li Miaoshen in the corner, and the two of them covered their noses to prevent the rich smoke from choking them.

The entire fourth floor was very hot, like a roast suckling pig.

The rest of the crowd was even more sweaty and had difficulty breathing.

"What to do, old woman." Song Zhiming covered his nose and mouth, and asked Li Miaoshen in his arms softly, although they are old husbands and wives, their hearts towards young people will never change.

It is only natural for a husband to protect his wife.

"It's not going to work like this, we're going to have to go to the toilet to find water." Li Miaoshen covered her nose and mouth, and said hesitantly, at this time, Li Miaoshen was already a little dizzy, and the smoke was so choking that he couldn't stand it at all.

"Big brother, let's go to the toilet to find water." Song Zhiming gestured to Song Yi and the others not far away, and the surrounding people also knew the role of water now, so they immediately gathered in a group and rushed to enter the toilet and turn on the faucet.

Although the water is a little cold now, life matters, so let's be cold.

Now that the fire on the third floor has attacked, it should set the entire fourth floor on fire in a moment and a half.

Oops, dangerous.

At this time, Pearl Square.

"Zhien, you wait for me here, I'll save my parents." Song Ming handed the phone back to Xu Zhien, straightened up, looked at the building with thick smoke on his face.

"Are you crazy?" Xu Zhien was a little shocked, Song Ming is very capable of fighting, even if Song Ming is a martial artist, can he compare with natural hazards? It's a fire.

"Let's wait for the firefighters to save us." Xu Zhien gently tugged at Song Ming's pale yellow coat.

Song Ming shook his head, "Don't worry." I'll be fine. Song Ming put aside Xu Zhien's hand and said with a confident smile: "I will definitely come back, you believe me." ”

"Okay, that's what you said, if you don't come back, my mother won't widow you." Xu Zhien made a joke angrily, and Song Ming also laughed.

As a result, Song Ming's figure gradually walked away from Xu Zhien's sight.

"Look, someone is rushing back!"

I don't know who shouted, and the eyes of the crowd were all on Song Ming, who had already crossed the cordon.

The firefighters in the cordon also yelled: "What for?!" Go back!! ”

But Song Ming was still unmoved, and rushed straight forward.

A few firefighters not far away hurriedly rushed over, trying to hold down Song Ming, after all, there were many young people like Song Ming.

"Go back quickly, there is nothing left when your life is gone, go back quickly, young man, don't go in."

Several firefighters shouted at the top of their lungs, but no matter how they shouted, how they screamed. Song Ming didn't even look back, and ran directly into the billowing smoke.

Even the firefighters standing on the front line were stunned, and a figure rushed directly into the fire.

These billowing smoke were not worth talking about for Song Ming, and Song Ming directly held his breath and walked through the smoke.

A person like Song Ming will be fine if he holds it for a few hours, this is the difference between cultivating immortals and cultivating martial arts.

Song Ming's eyes were surrounded by the aura in his body, and he could see clearly in the thick smoke.

Song Ming suddenly broke through the smoke and arrived on the second floor, and at this time, the second floor was also surrounded by thick smoke, and the ground was in a mess, and clothes, shoes and everything were scattered on the ground.

When Song Ming just wanted to step on the staircase on the third floor, a dagger flew over, Song Ming dodged his face sideways, and turned his head to stare at the man wearing a very terrifying mask and a black coat.

"Song Ming, die." The masked man rushed up with an arrow step, Song Ming dodged sideways, and slapped the masked man in the face, and the masked man smashed into the wall with a bang.

If you can take a closer look, you can see that the mask of the masked man is the masked man who spoke to Leung Ka-fai before.

"Forehead ......"

The masked man was slapped in the face by Song Ming, and he was directly dizzy, a little delirious, his hands supported the ground and trembled, trying to stand up.

Song Ming glanced at the masked man, didn't say anything, and walked directly away from the second floor and went straight to the third floor.

If Song Ming lifted the mask, he could clearly see that there was a stitch on the man's neck.

Of course, the current Song Ming doesn't care who the person in front of him is.

His current purpose was to go up to the fourth floor to save his parents, and as for the others, he didn't think much about it.

At this time, the corridors on the third floor and the hall were surrounded by flames, and even the stairs to the fourth floor had been spread by the flames.

If Song Ming rushed forward like this, maybe his clothes would be burned to the ground......

No matter what, if it drags on, his parents don't know how much torture they will be subjected to, and they must rush forward as quickly as possible.

Song Ming exploded the aura in his body, forming a pair of transparent armor, and at the same time opened the forbidden art.

Covered in red and steaming.

Song Ming's lower plate was tense, and his thighs were exerted.

The whole person flew out like a cannonball, and Song Ming suddenly crossed the sea of fire and arrived at the fourth floor.

"Dad, Mom......" Song Ming condensed his true qi in his throat, and his voice was mixed with aura, which went straight to his eardrums.

Song Zhiming and Li Miao, who were in the toilet, covered their noses deeply, as if they heard Song Ming calling them.

"Old woman, did Song Ming call us?" Song Zhiming's mouth was slightly exposed, and he whispered in Li Miaoshen's ear.

Li Miaoshen seemed to hear it too, and nodded.

However, how could Song Ming come here to rescue them.

Not to mention how dangerous it is, even if it can be saved, Song Zhiming will not let Song Ming come to save them.

"Mom, Dad, where are you? Give me a response when you hear it! Song Ming shouted at the top of his throat, anxiously observing his surroundings.

Song Zhiming and Li Miaoshen, who gathered in the toilet, finally couldn't help it at this time, because most of them were choked by the smoke, and their eyes were red, as if they were burned by fire.

"Old man, I think I'm hallucinating." Li Miaoshen leaned on Song Zhiming's arms and smiled weakly.

"Wife, hold on, hey." Song Zhiming was startled, and when he heard this voice, he was afraid that Li Miaoshen would fall asleep at this time.

If you really sleep, you'll die.