Chapter 415: The world is in dire straits, and the gods are watching coldly
There was a loud "boom".
There seemed to be an explosion in the residential building on the left, and then the flames soared into the sky, and soon all the windows were blackened, and thick smoke billowed out of the balconies and windows, and the fire soon spread rapidly along the circuit, etc., and the bright moon flowers on the balconies were also roasted to wither and fall, but in a moment the flames were connected together.
People kept running out of the buildings, and the buildings on both sides were smoky and ablaze, and many people ran out, but many people were trapped in their homes by the raging fire, crying out in fear and crying for help.
The netizens who were still thinking about it instantly became noisy.
[There's a fire!] Hurry up and put out the fire! Call the Fire Hotline! 】
[I can't catch up, the fire is too fast, and many people are trapped upstairs, especially the one where the gas exploded at the beginning. Isn't the anchor a metaphysical boss, he should be able to draw a precipitation charm, so cast a spell to extinguish the fire! 】
Netizens pinned their hopes on Shi Ling: [Shi Ling, don't worry about that old man, save people first! ] Fire is not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is those black smoke, poisoning under high concentrations of carbon monoxide is irreversible, even if you don't die, it can cause brain damage]
Time Prisoner: "Please save me! Save my family! My parents, grandparents, brothers, and sisters are all at home, and they are almost overwhelmed. Shi Ling, I'm also inside, please save our family.
Every time I cycled, I turned off the gas in the house, but as soon as I was about to take my family out, it would explode. This time, I wanted to have the gas cylinder go away while the gas hadn't exploded yet, but the gas cylinder exploded as soon as it arrived at the door.
We're in the first building where the explosion happened, didn't you say you're coming to rescue me? Help me, I don't want to continue to experience the tragedy of my family dying again and again]
The prisoner of time sent out a lot of barrages intermittently, and some of the typing was wrong, but he couldn't care about it so much.
Wearing black-rimmed glasses, he huddled in the corner of the bathroom with his newly popular smartphone, looking at his family separated by the fire, his fingers trembling as he typed.
He didn't know what was going on, obviously every time he was with his family, but the fire couldn't be prevented, and every time they were separated by fire.
In the midst of the fire, the cries of his brothers and sisters were heard, and his mother shouted hoarsely: "Azhu, you go first, jump out of the window of the toilet, you can't fall to death on the second floor." ”
Their balconies are sealed, and in order to add a piece of private space, the windows are equipped with anti-theft nets, only the small window used for ventilation in the toilet has no anti-theft nets.
At this moment, he was standing on the window, his face was blackened, and he was looking at Shi Ling who was standing on the bluestone road pleadingly, and kept praying to Shi Ling with his smartphone.
However, Shi Ling never moved.
Smoke and fire all around, crying and crying for help, and she was wearing a white dress and standing on the bluestone road, indifferently watching everything happen.
The world is in dire straits, and the gods are coldly watching.
Ah Zhu stared at Shi Ling almost in despair, and his eyes seemed to be blackened by the thick smoke.
He closed his eyes and jumped down from the stairs.
In this old street, there were no thirty-story buildings for him to jump, and he jumped from the second floor every time.
The moment his body touched the ground, everything around him seemed to stand still.