After Gao Taichang saw the people inside, he sat on the ground with weak legs.

It turned out that the person inside was his baby son Gao Xiaojun.

Although the relationship between the father and son is not good, blood is thicker than water, and Lao Gao didn't want the white-haired person to send the black-haired person, so he was suddenly anxious.

He jumped up from the ground and kicked the van windshield like crazy.

Once, twice, only a click was heard, and when the windglass shattered into broken glass like corn kernels, it splashed everywhere.

Gao Taichang's face was overjoyed, half of his body got into the cab of the van, and dragged Gao Xiaojun out frantically.

"Help save people, it's one who can save one!" Gao grabbed his son's arm and shouted hysterically.

Now the big guy still doesn't understand the truth about the car accident, and even the later Master Liu and his apprentices thought it was an accident.

In line with the idea that saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, everyone helped to drag Gao Xiaojun, who was about to pass out, out of the cab.

The star's eyes were covered in blood, and he couldn't see anything clearly, just a heart-rending scream on the ground.

Seeing that his son was still alive, Chief Gao immediately breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly called an ambulance.

Chief Yang let out a low roar, "Hurry up and save President Wang!"

In Chief Yang's heart, a hundred Gao Xiaojun combined, they can't catch up with the lives of these people in Mr. Wang's car, in case they have three longs and two shorts, he can't explain them at all.

At this moment, a strong smell of gasoline only drilled into everyone's nostrils.

If you look closely, it turns out that the white van began to seep oil from the door, first ticking, and then converging into a stain of oil on the Mercedes-Benz compartment, and I saw that the oil was getting more and more.

At this moment, although both cars have turned off their ignitions, as long as there is a spark, everyone is in danger of falling into the flames.

"Crowbar, found!" Zhuang Youcai ran over panting with a crowbar and a wooden stick more than two meters long.

However, at this time, there was a disagreement among the people who rescued people, and Gao Taichang was dragging his son and was moving away from the two cars.

Director Xie also subconsciously fell backwards, and it was obvious that the idea of a gentleman not standing under a dangerous wall occupied the mainstream.

Now only Director Yang and Liu Yiwei are left around the car, anxiously urging Zhuang Youcai to hurry up.

"Master, get out of the way!" Zhuang Youcai roared, inserted the crowbar under the van, and pressed down on the crowbar with all his milking strength.

Director Yang didn't say a word, picked up the wooden stick on the ground, and joined the ranks of the pry car.

Although Liu Yiwei is old, he still has strength in his hands as a cook, and he helped hold down the wooden stick from behind Director Yang.

"I'll shout one, two, three, let's be together!" Director Yang shouted, "One, two, hard!"

The servants struggled to press down on the crowbar and the stick, only to hear a creaking sound, and the van was pried to the side.

There was a loud bang, and the van tumbled to the ground, revealing a devastated Mercedes-Benz.

"Smash the glass!" Liu yelled.

Zhuang Youcai picked up the crowbar and smashed it down against the car window.

There was a loud bang, and the side window glass shattered into corn kernels, revealing a large dark hole.

Zhuang Youcai came to the window and shouted, "Zhang Xuebing, Zhang Xuebing, I heard it!"

At this moment, a weak voice came out, "I, I'm fine, hurry up and pull someone out!"

Smelling the surprise, this voice is Zhang Xuebing's.

Director Yang and the others came around, only to see a person in the window stretching out his hand.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and together reached out and grabbed the man's arm, pulling it outward.

After a while, they pulled out a woman in a navy blue suit, who was Mr. Wang.

At this moment, she was unconscious, and it seemed that Zhang Xuebing should have helped drag her out.

The crowd gathered around again, and another pair of white arms stretched out.

It looks like it should be a girl, presumably Wang Xiaomin.

After a lot of effort, Wang Xiaomin was finally pulled out.

Mr. Wang and Wang Xiaomin were both half-conscious, put on the ground by everyone, and temporarily lost their mobility.

Zhang Xuebing's weak voice also came out, "I'm fine, I can climb by myself, the two of them pressed me just now, you hurry up and smash the glass in front of you to save the driver!"

Originally, everyone planned to go out to save the driver again, but after hearing this, they felt that it made sense, at the moment time was pressing, and they might catch fire at some point.

Since Zhang Xuebing can push out the two of them, then he can climb out himself, or break the window first to save the driver's time.

With a few loud noises, the front windshield was also broken, fortunately the driver was not unconscious, but was stuck under the steering wheel, everyone pulled, and most of the driver's body has been out of trouble.

Liu Yiwei looked back worriedly, only to see that Zhang Xuebing's hand had stretched out of the car window and was crawling out.

He hurriedly went over and reached out to grab Zhang Xuebing's arm, "Boy, work harder, I'll pull you out!"

However, at this moment, Gao Xiaojun, who was dragged by Director Gao, opened his eyes, and he looked at the scene in front of him, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

I saw him take out a kerosene lighter from his pocket, flip open the lid, and gently staggered the wheel, and a blue flame rose.

Then the thing screamed to die, and threw the lighter towards the Mercedes.

This kerosene lighter, with its own windshield, will not be extinguished after a short throw, only to see the lighter draw a blue light in the air, and fall on the Mercedes-Benz in a parabola.

There was a muffled thud from the lighter, and a small fraction of the gasoline that had just leaked was ignited, and a blue flame burst into flames.

In an instant, this blue flame spread across the body, and in the blink of an eye, the entire Mercedes-Benz shell turned into a blue fireball.

The people who were saving people were forced to retreat again and again by the flames.

Zhang Xuebing in the window of the car had already climbed out of his small body and immediately shrank back.

The driver burst out of the window with a strange scream of burning, and his clothes were already on fire, and he rolled on the ground in an attempt to extinguish the flames on his body.

But how can gasoline be so easy to bleat, only hot he screamed, but this man's life was saved, at most he got a high degree of burns.

However, Zhang Xuebing in the carriage fell into a desperate situation.

Everyone knew that if the flames were allowed to burn like this, it would not be long before the fuel tank would be ignited and the whole car would become a train.

But everyone didn't have the tools to extinguish the fire at all, could they watch Zhang Xuebing burn to death like this?

At this moment, everyone heard Zhang Xuebing shouting from inside the car, "Throw the crowbar to me, quickly!"

What does he want a crowbar for?

Everyone didn't have time to think about it, Liu Yiyi shouted, "If you have talent, give it to him!"

Zhuang Youcai risked being burned by the flames, suddenly ran a few steps forward, and threw the crowbar in his hand towards the car window.