The thirteenth floor is a traditional wooden building, and the fire is together, and the red tongue of fire swept through the whole building like a flood, emerging from the windows and carved railings, baring its fangs, trying to choose people to eat.

What's more, there are thirteen floors on the thirteenth floor, which is a rare high-rise building in Yangzhou City, all of them are on fire, and the momentum is very amazing, almost half of Yangzhou City is illuminated.

Only a few people noticed that above the red flames and black smoke, a large number of egg-sized fireballs burst out of the flames with sparks, and then floated into the air, scattering in all directions, and disappearing into the night sky.

In front of the thirteenth floor, the women screamed and the men gritted their teeth, but without exception, they were all moving away from the burning building.

The residents of the whole Quehua Street were awakened, and they came out to stop and watch, and enthusiastically brought buckets and basins from their homes to find water and go to put out the fire. Even some residents of Longhua Street and Chunhua Street also woke up from their dreams and went upstairs to look into the distance. For a time, the fire on the thirteenth floor woke up most of the people in Yangzhou City.

After Su Yu came out, Su Jiao immediately summoned the thugs with blue noses and swollen faces to gather to escort Su Yu, and Su Yu protected the orchid behind him. In such a chaotic scene, if anyone lifted Orchid's robe without long eyes and found that she only had a single body, the consequences would be serious.

When Xu Wuliang saw the fire, he wanted to go straight in single-handedly, and rushed directly into the thirteenth floor to slaughter Su Yu, but he didn't know where the obstacles came from all directions and frequently tripped him, and the thugs of the Su family were even more desperate, and smashed them directly like smashing meatloaf. Suddenly, there was a whistling sound, and the weight on his body was reduced, Xu Wuliang looked up, and all the thugs gathered at the gate towards the whistle, surrounding Su Yu in the center, and Su Yu's bastard was in the right mood with a smile!

Xu Wuliang was dragged away from the fire by his subordinates, and he looked at the thirteenth floor where the flames were flying, his face was pale, and his heart was half cold. Young Master Gu's countless efforts have been burned like this!

Suddenly, the flames above the thirteenth floor became strangely smaller, and the fire gradually decreased, as if an invisible water cloth was pressed in the air to the thirteenth floor, extinguishing the fire.

It turned out that in a hidden corner of Quehua Street, two people were facing the roof of the thirteenth floor, stretching out their arms, spreading their five fingers, and chanting words.

These two people are the same two people who are drinking tea in a shocking room. After all, it is one of the bases under the name of the God of Wealth Temple, and there are more or less strange grass monster pills brought out of the temple and the like, if you don't make a move when you see it being burned, those who have a heart in the temple will definitely take advantage of this to fan the flames and attack it in groups.

The pot that originally belonged to the young master of the Gu family was their turn to carry it. They don't want to be wronged.

The hooked nose on the roof of the street covered his stomach and laughed when he saw this, and he almost burst into tears.

"Look at it, look at it, the Su family doll made such a big fuss, all the doglegs ran out, but he only burned one building, just to save a few mirages! Hahaha, although the flower farmer died, there is still a bit of style in the painting.

Look at those doglegs again, all of them are stunned and don't know what happened. Especially the two in the Temple of Wealth, it's really shameless, this game was broken by a layman doll, and he dared to run out to save the scene. Do you think that when you hide, others won't be able to see it, the face of the God of Wealth Temple is thicker than Lao Tzu's feet!

After laughing, the hooked nose's eyes narrowed into a slit, and beckoned in the direction of the thirteenth floor, as if greeting it, with a smile on his face. Immediately, a gale of wind rose out of thin air in the direction of his beckoning, as if the layer of water cloth had been blown up, sweeping over the thirteenth floor, and rolling up an even more round of flames.

"Burn, burn, the more prosperous, the better, it's fun to make trouble! Su Doll, the old man will borrow your hand and slap him in the face of the God of Wealth Temple. The hooked nose had a flicker of fire in his eyes, and his expression was very excited.

The two people hiding in the corner of the street suddenly jumped out, pointed to the roof of the building and scolded angrily, "Bamboo canes, mango shoes, you two old immortals, you have the ability to give Lao Tzu down, what kind of ability is it to sneak around?"

As if in response to them, two stinking and rotten straw sandals suddenly flew down from the air, sticking to their faces with a snap.

A very low laugh suddenly sounded in the darkness around them.

The two hurriedly wiped off the shoes on their faces, and the ground was hot, and their faces were redder than the flames on the thirteenth floor.

They jumped up like foxes that had been stepped on by their tails, and shouted at both sides of the street, spitting and spitting:

Don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know what you're thinking, you have the ability to watch the excitement, you have the ability to report your name, don't hide to the side and keep your voice ......"

On the noisy street, these two people shouted, and the more they scolded, the more ugly they sounded, attracting the attention of many people.

Suddenly, as if deliberately unable to get along with them, a strange wind blew before and after the thirteenth floor, and I don't know who on the street was also using tricks, and the flames soared to the ground, and even the color became pure green.

The flame was like a budding flower, enveloping the whole building from the bottom. The fire rolled in the wind, and for a moment the whole building crumbled. Even if the fire is completely extinguished at this moment, there will only be an empty shelf left on the thirteenth floor.

The hooked nose curled the corners of his mouth at the scene, tilted his head sideways, and looked with interest at the end of the street in the distance, but there seemed to be no one there.

The two men, who were in a rage, chased straight to the end of the street.

Then, a violent light flashed there, accompanied by a powerful wave of air, the doors and windows of the entire street were shattered, and debris flew up, causing the people on Quehua Street to exclaim loudly again.

Su Yu and his party were so hit by this air current that they couldn't open their eyes, and even the fire on the thirteenth floor jumped and jumped. After adapting to the changes, I only saw the obscure changes of the whole street, and it seemed that countless people who couldn't see clearly collided and fought together. The light flickered on and off, and I don't know who suffered and who had the upper hand.

After a while, a flash of lightning-like light flashed in the east, and a noisy voice gradually came.

The next moment, in the direction of the Luojiang River in the south of Yangzhou City, there was a "boom", and there was an earth-shattering loud noise, and then there was a huge and turbulent sound of water, which shook everyone's ears and screamed.

After recovering after a while, Su Jiao covered his ears and pointed in the direction of Luo Jiang, and shouted in a loud voice:

"Young master, young master, the water in Luo Jiang seems to have exploded-"

Su Yu looked surprised, and his head was a little cloudy. The southeast, northwest, and northwest are ringing, why does the entire Yangzhou City seem to be moving?

I always feel that after lighting the fire on the thirteenth floor, Yangzhou City has become overly active, and it seems that there is a commotion everywhere, all of them are twisting into a ball and fighting, and the originally simple burning incident has become a mess. Su Yu faintly felt that these commotions were by no means accidental, but more like they had been planned for a long time and had been prepared in advance.

Could it be that their eyes have been staring at themselves for a long time, waiting for them to burn down the building?

Doubts gradually arose in his heart, and Jiang Lin's unfathomable face floated, and there was always a feeling of being sold in his heart.

At this time, several bright lights shone from the east side of Quehua Street, and the local people of the police station received the report and sent several teams of people to maintain order. The leader is the anxious Zhang Shaowu. Subsequently, the Su family also drove a car when they heard the wind, and came to support Su Yu with a large group of thugs.

Suddenly, the whole Quehua Street was full of people, the water was impassable, and the heat wave was rolling.

As soon as he opened the door, Su Gao shoved Su Yu and Hu Ji into the car and scolded:

"Why is it so slow? It almost happened!"

Su Yu was still in a daze, and heard a little girl in the car grab Su Yu and say urgently:

"Young master, young master, the river in the bathroom in the garden is swelling and flooding, and the whole garden is full of fish and shrimp. The old lady woke up and couldn't find you, and she was dying!"

Hearing this, Su Yu suddenly came to his senses and commanded:

"Don't go home, go to Chunhua Street, draw and chat!

Far away in the Quehua Gate, on the roof of the archway stood a person, this person was wearing a black windbreaker, his face was expressionless, and the sleeves inside the windbreaker, one of which was empty.

He stared coldly at the fiery red piece of the thirteenth floor for a long time, and then snorted.

"Rubbish!"

Then he rolled over and disappeared into the night.

Shortly after he left, a pretty and graceful figure appeared in his original place, staring at his whereabouts.

The figure suddenly said to the night:

"Yang Yin, there's nothing to do here, you two go back and report to Mr. Jiang first, and see if you want to add more people to the Su Mansion. There was quite a lot of movement over there just now, and I was worried that the three groups would not be able to parry. I'm going to track this guy. ”

I don't know where around me a voice responded:

"Good. Shuying, be careful yourself. The gentleman said, don't fight. ”

"I understand, the situation in Yangzhou City is chaotic, everyone is cautious. After dawn, I don't know what other waves will be born. ”

After that, the figure actually spread into the night, as if it had been blown away by the wind.

In the painting chatting fast, it is quite quiet, Zixin Zichou does not know where to go, the garden in the hall is empty, there is no figure, and there is an empty scene of sending people to the house.

And in that strange house, Uncle Li and Jiang Lin were inspecting the movements of Su Mansion through the Linjiang mirror. Uncle Li smiled:

"Master Su is really strategic, and our people are basically fighting on the periphery. There will be nothing going on on the Su family's side, so don't worry. ”

Jiang Lin smiled, there were already manpower arranged around Su Mansion, even if it was chaotic, nothing could go wrong. He was naturally relieved.

He turned to look at the sky of Yangzhou City, as bright and dark as fireworks on Chinese New Year's Eve.

With a hint of a smile on the corner of Jiang Lin's mouth, he said:

"In Yangzhou City tonight, I'm afraid that no one will sleep. ”

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