On the way down the mountain, Hong Chen was full of wine, jumped up and landed several times unsteady and fell, until he urinated twice, and then was blown by the cold wind, he was more sober, and he injected internal force into his legs and feet, and rushed up and down in the direction of the fire.

Hong Chen went down the mountain and ran for a distance, and he could already see the sky-high fire from a distance, and the momentum was unabated compared to before, and half of the sky was burned red. A few miles away from the shantytown, you can already smell the thick smell of smoke, and a little closer, you can hear many people shouting.

When he rushed to the vicinity of the shantytown, Hong Chen saw that almost half of the shantytown was caught in the fire, as far as the eye could see, there was a large sea of fire, and the jumping flames were like dancing madmen, with the whistling west wind, the bigger and bigger, and some of the sheds were two or three feet high.

There were a lot of homeless people who had just escaped from the fire, all of them were gray-faced, many of them had been burned, and basically everyone's hair smelled of burning. Hong Chen frowned, tore off a piece of his shirt and tied it to his head as a mask to cover his mouth and nose, and then rushed to the shantytown, walking to the shed where he had lived with his memory.

Now the entire shantytown has become a range covered by flames, many sheds have been burned down, Hong Chen was already drunk, and his brain was choked by the smoke a little dazed, and he couldn't find the Huoshenlong and their residence for a while. When he was in a hurry, he suddenly heard a cry from a burning shed nearby, so he untied the strip of cloth outside to dispel his sorrows, rushed forward, and waved his knife.

The wooden door was broken, and I saw that the roof of the shed had already collapsed in half, and a man was being pressed under the wooden pillars, and behind him was a woman with two children in her arms, surrounded by fire, blackened, crying and slapping the flames that splashed on her clothes.

Hong Chen rushed into the house, first split the wooden pillar, pulled up the person who was pressed, and found that the man was no longer moving, and then turned around and smashed the burning wall with a knife, and said to the woman: "Quickly bring the child out!"

The woman carried the two children out of the shed, and Hong Chen then pulled the man out. The woman put down the child, turned around and threw herself on the man and cried. Hong Chen couldn't understand what she was saying howling and shouting, but since he was out of the fire and not too far from outside, he should be able to save himself, so he abandoned them and continued to find the shed of the Fire God Dragon.

However, there were a lot of people trapped in the fire, Hong Chen walked not far to hear the call for help, and broke down the door several times before he found that the doors of these sheds were locked from the outside from the beginning, so he asked an old man who had just been rescued: "Why is the door locked?"

The old man said: "The soldiers said that we would take advantage of the festival to steal money in the city and make trouble, so they drove us all back to the shed, and then locked them all, saying that we would not be released until tomorrow." Who knew that there would be a fire at night? Some people couldn't open the door and didn't have a window, so they had to wait in the shed to die. ”

Hong Chen was stunned: "Everyone is locked?"

The old man nodded: "Yes, they are all locked! I don't know how many people can be out." ”

Hong Chen immediately rushed to a shed where the door was closed but there was no sound, and he slashed the chain with a knife, and before he could break the door, the door fell outward. As soon as Hong Chen retreated, he saw a skinny man lying on the door, leaning over and shaking, the man did not react, and when he probed his nose again, he found that he was completely out of breath - he had choked to death.

Seeing this scene, Hong Chen looked around again, and saw that there were still many sheds with closed doors, and he didn't know how many people were still trapped in them, so he no longer heard the call for help before breaking down the door, and split one after passing through one. I don't know how many knives I wielded, I don't know how many rooms I broke down, I can't remember how many living people I rescued, how many dead people I pulled out, Hong Chen's brain became more and more dizzy, and his body became heavier and heavier, until he pulled out a motionless old woman from a half-burned shed, and when he turned over, he found that her entire back was burned, and her stomach suddenly turned over, and she couldn't help but kneel on the ground, and spit out a lot of filth with a "wow".

The fire is getting higher and higher, the gray smoke covers the whole sky, and the shanty town is endless, Hong Chen has not seen a firefighter until now, and this countless shed, he can't save it alone, coughed a few times and got up again, rushed to the south, heard someone shouting along the way and broke down the door.

After rescuing a few more people, Hong Chen had already rushed out of the shantytown, only to see some soldiers using basins of sand and water to extinguish the outermost shed, and immediately rushed up and shouted: "The houses inside are locked, many people are locked in the house and can't get out, quickly break down the door and unlock them!"

The soldiers ignored Hong Chen and continued to extinguish the fire one by one unhurriedly. Hong Chen ran to a person and asked, "Do you understand what I'm saying?" The soldier stretched out his hand and shoved Hong Chen's chest, scolding: "Where did the drunk man come from, holding a knife to block us from fighting the fire? Go and be careful to arrest you and lock you up in prison!"

Hong Cheng glared and said, "Go and break the lock to save people!" There are still many sheds that have not been burned, but the people inside are trapped in the house one by one and can't get out, so I saved them first. The soldier said, "Do you know how to fight fires or do I know how to fight fires? What if they lock them up? As long as the fire is extinguished, there is nothing to do?" Besides, we are firefighters, and those sheds are locked by the people in charge of security, and if you let us pass, we can't open them." ”

Hong Chen asked, "Where is the person who opened the lock?" The soldier said impatiently: "At the security station." Hong Chen asked him where the police station was, but the soldier ran away with a wooden basin filled with sand. Hong Chen went to ask another soldier, but that one didn't answer. Hong Chen was anxious: "Human life is at stake, do you only care about what is in front of you?" You don't even want to say a word!" Then he cut a deep ditch on the ground with a knife and shouted: "Where is the public security?

This group of firefighters was shocked by Hong Chen, and finally said the location of the security station. Hong Chen crossed the moat and flew towards the police station, and on the way, he saw many people still enjoying the lanterns in the streets and alleys of the city, men, women and children were smiling, and everyone was immersed in the festive atmosphere, as if they had no idea what was happening in the shantytown a few miles away.

Hong Chen couldn't help but go to the street and shouted: "The north side is on fire!

However, most people still look at themselves, play with themselves, and laugh at themselves. The few people who were close looked at Hong Chen, but their eyes looked like they were looking at a fool: "If it's on fire, it's on fire, what's the fuss?" "The city is separated from that side by a moat, and the fire can't burn in anyway, look at your urgency." "This man is also a homeless person, isn't it? Isn't it that the homeless people are all locked up? Why are there still people who go out on the streets? Take care of their own things, don't be stolen by these people with unclean hands and feet!" Another person shouted: "I have to go home! It is estimated that some homeless people will take advantage of the chaos to run into the city and rob and steal." ”

Hong Chen couldn't believe his eyes and ears, feeling that he was too drunk and was having a bizarre dream. How could these people be indifferent when there were many living people facing a life-consuming fire a few miles away?

ran across this street and went to the next street, and the reactions of the people on that street were no different, and a few people were going to report to the officials to arrest Hong Chen, who caused panic and chaos. Hong Chen no longer had hope for these people, and ran to the police station in a frenzy, and said to the soldiers on night duty at the gate: "What about your people? There is a fire in the north of the city!"

The soldier on duty said, "What are you flustered about? The big guys have already gone to the other side of the moat." Hong Chen was stunned: "Have you already gone?" The soldier said: "I have already gone." Hong Chen asked, "Why didn't I see it when I came from the moat?" The soldier said, "Maybe the fire you came over is big, and there is no one." ”

"Is that so?"

Hong Chen looked at the security station again, and saw that the black light inside was blind, and it really didn't look like a person, so he was relieved: The place I came from is the place where the fire is the largest, and most of the people trapped in it are dead, so it's good that they went to save others. But is there enough manpower?

Hong Chen turned around and turned to the north of the city, ran from other streets to the shantytown, and when he reached a bridge, he saw a row of soldiers blocking the bridge like a wall. On the other side of the bridge was full of people, and behind them was a sea of fire that was burning more and more, and the smoke was thick, and they were coughing.

The soldiers wore wet white handkerchiefs over their mouths and noses, and each one held iron spears to block those who wanted to cross the bridge. When some jumped off the bridge and tried to swim ashore, some soldiers bent their bows and arrows and shot them to death.

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