So after he turned the other party over, he pinched it on the straight ass again, and then took the storm into his arms.

"If you dare to disobey, I'll eat you!" Al endured the stench and leaned behind the little girl's ear with a squint, and after saying that, he noticed that the other party's body trembled suddenly, and he no longer dared to make a slight sob.

The smoke and smell from outside continued to penetrate into the room through the cracks in the door, and the smell that was originally suppressed by the stench gradually completely covered up the stench. Al sniffled, looking at the gap between the door panel and the floor, which, as expected, was bright orange and red.

The light of the fire shone directly here, indicating that the flames had spread and had engulfed the entire staircase, and they were dancing near the door.

With a bright background, the smoke sneaking in through the crack in the door was nowhere to be seen.

Al knew it was time, he had to rush to the next door, but there was a new problem left to solve before he could do anything else.

He had to ask what the name of this little lady was, otherwise he wouldn't know who he was calling when he waited for [hey, hey, hey].

Of course, this time he learned to be obedient, in order to prevent [because the other party refused to answer, he needs to ask more times] This kind of thing happened, and also to prepare for the next fierce exercise, before the questioning, Al directly pulled the other party up, and after the little girl stood still, Al put his hands on her chest, made a posture of grabbing it, and asked viciously, "What's your name?!"

The little girl gasped and slowed down, holding back the urge to cry, and she replied with a crying voice, "Mimi...... Miranda"

"Okay, Mimi...... Miss Miranda, you have to be obedient next," Very well, Al was pleased with his foresight, he controlled his hands and moved a little closer, scratched a few times, and laughed, "Otherwise, you know." ”

His movements frightened the little girl to the wall, if it weren't for the stains on her little face, her face would be as pale as the moonlight cast on the bed, seeing Miranda point the messy little head like a chicken pecking rice, Al showed an unfinished smile, Sensen's white teeth reflected the pale moonlight into the little girl's heart, making her tremble slightly.

"Then Miss Miranda, we—ahem...... ahem!" Before he finished speaking, Al was choked by the gradually strong smell of smoke, he hurriedly ran to the window, of course, he didn't dare to show his head, after taking a few deep breaths of relatively clean air, he pointed to the window, and said solemnly, "Go!"

Miranda was also choked and coughed a few times, even if no one said that she would try to stay away from the smoke and get close to the window, so she naturally stood obediently at this time

Al pointed to the window that had suddenly opened and whispered into her ear, "I don't call you, you can't move!"

After explaining, he didn't say anything else, and he no longer appreciated the funny expression on the other party's face. He took a big breath, rushed to the door and opened the door, and at that moment the firelight illuminated the entire room, and the scorching heat immediately enveloped Al's body, and the smoke rushed in from the door like a monster that had been imprisoned for thousands of years, and he crashed into the monster pile without hesitation, and closed the door with his hand.

The whole set of actions is done in one go, and he is handsome like a fool who is going to die.

The wooden staircase connecting the upper and lower floors was completely engulfed in flames, and the tips of the flames burned the ceiling on the top floor one by one, and the diffused heat dried everything, everything it could get and ignite was swallowed up by it, and what it couldn't reach was only temporarily out of reach, judging from the continuous white smoke they emitted, Al suspected that if he tapped it lightly, it would spontaneously combust.

It was as if he had been in a sea of fire, and the heat had turned into countless needlepoints, piercing every inch of his skin without any dead ends, and his eyes were immediately forced to narrow into two thin slits, and as soon as he closed the door, he could smell the stench of burnt hair.

The smell came from his hair, as he caught a glimpse of his sharply deformed bangs, which were in a bad condition because the other room was closer to the stairs. He hesitated, maybe for a second or less, and then immediately rejected the idea of going back and stabbing Miranda to death, using her as bait.

Covering his face with one hand, he rushed to the door of the first room as fast as he could, the wooden door was constantly emitting white smoke, and the white smoke came into contact with the flames, which were immediately swallowed and assimilated, and then disappeared into nothingness. The wooden door was heated and expanded, but it didn't open when he pushed it, and he grinned and gave it a kick, and then the door opened as expected, and to his surprise, he kicked the whole door away.

With the blazing fire behind him and the smoke beside him, Al cursed in his heart and immediately rushed in.

Without the door's door, the light of the fire instantly illuminated everything in the room, and Al saw what he needed once again - a corpse.

It is also the reason why Al opened the door and retreated silently, not because of how hideous and terrifying it is, in the woodland, in the inner city, on the South Gate Avenue, he has not only seen all kinds of strange corpses, but also made a lot of them himself, he will not be frightened by the corpses themselves.

It has only been two days since the destruction of the East Outer City, and the corpse is a little stinky at most, and it has not yet begun to decompose and reptile maggots.

But it's really disgusting.

The corpse was lying on a table with its back to the door, the same position as the fat man lying on the counter on the first floor, except that there was no blood near the corpse, and Al did not want to guess whether the other party was strangled or scared to death.

It was a bare-ass male, and some kind of liquid had condensed on it, like a bunch of snails climbing up from below and burrowing into the same cave, leaving only the saliva lines that converged in the cave**.

The position of the mercenaries in Al's mind has deviated in some inexplicable direction, and the behavior of these people simply amazes him.

He gritted his teeth, and suddenly opened his throat and shouted, "Grass you grandma!!!

"Ahh!!h

"No!Help!!"

......

Al shouted indiscriminately, and at the same time gritted his teeth and lifted the corpse's pants, on the one hand, to cover it up, Al really didn't want to look at the image more, in contrast to he would rather rub the on Miranda's face. On the one hand, without pants, he has nowhere to go.

He was roaring the whole time, in the original plan, this link was just to shout and pretend, telling the other party that he couldn't stand it, he was going to take action, you should pay attention and so on. Now he wanted to scream out from the bottom of his heart, to shout out all the filth that had just followed his sight, through his eyes, and into his heart, and let them expel from his body with the sound, or be burned to ashes by the flames, or disappear into the silent night sky.