A jiyou comes out of the closet

Jiang Wanqing roughly tied her hair, and rushed into the flames recklessly.The elevator is broken, and the destination is on the twelfth floor. Her physical strength is not good. If she climbs up directly, she will be tired before she arrives.

But not crawling?She left Fu Wen, a delicate little girl, at home, which caused her to have an accident. No matter what the reason was, she felt uneasy.Seeing that Jiang Wanqing was dying, the residents who rushed down from upstairs tried to drag her down, while persuading her: "Beauty, your life is the most important thing, and money is something outside of you!"

Jiang Wanqing shook his hands to break free, put down the word "roll" and ran up by himself.The smoke became denser and denser, and the raging fire heated the carbon dioxide in the air to increase sharply, and the oxygen became thinner, and Jiang Wanqing's face turned red—it was unknown whether it was from the heat of the fire or from the lack of oxygen.

Before rushing into the fire, she deliberately found water to wet her body, covered her mouth and nose with wet clothes, and bent forward quickly.Panting and climbing to the seventh floor, the steel bar of the anti-theft door broke, blocking the way forward.Jiang Wanqing cursed, went back to the sixth floor, and entered a living room.People were busy escaping and the door was not locked. She went to the balcony unimpeded and climbed to the eighth floor along the water pipe.

The people outside the building looked dumbfounded, but Jiang Wanqing didn't think it was so scary.When I climbed over the wall and went out to fight in groups, I didn't even have a water pipe to pull upwards. I just grabbed a raised brick, tapped my foot on the wall, and overturned three or four meters. high wall.When she skipped class back then, there was a guard guarding the gate, and fingerprints were required to enter and leave the school. She asked "senior" in a daze, and the answer she got was "We don't go through the door, but through the wall."

Being used to this kind of climbing up and down, Jiang Wanqing still felt comfortable getting up again.After Meng Yan made the phone call, he happened to see Jiang Wanqing's frightening behavior, and dropped the phone to the ground—his senior sister really did exactly what the master said, as long as it was mischievous, she could do almost any mischievous tricks.

The firefighters yelled on the loudspeaker downstairs: "Residents upstairs, come down quickly!"

When Jiang Wanqing farted, he continued to go up from the unobstructed eighth floor, and finally arrived at the rented house, but the door was locked. Jiang Wanqing couldn't open it with all his strength, and wanted to lean on the door to take a breath. There was a scream as soon as it was posted, and the "fuck" that blurted out did not scream.Subconsciously, she turned her head to look at the piece of flesh pasted on the door just now, which had already turned black. If it wasn't for the burnt smell covering up Jiang Wanqing's sense of smell, she almost thought she had been roasted.

She had no choice but to climb from the balcony on the thirteenth floor to the twelfth floor, shouting: "Fu Wen!"

The man raised his head immediately upon hearing the sound, Jiang Wanqing's pupils shrank slightly: Who is he? !

The man who was hung on the balcony was thin and lean. His wrists were tightly tied together by ropes and he was hung on the clothes rail. Because he was too short, his feet couldn't touch the ground.When he finally saw someone coming, he burst into tears with excitement and wanted to speak eagerly, but his mouth was blocked and he couldn't utter a word.

Jiang Wanqing cautiously went to the balcony at home, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the dead corner between the walls protruding from the balcony. There were three small, inconspicuous depressions, as if something was hooked on it and a heavy object fell down.

Jiang Wanqing understood everything almost instantly, and wanted to climb down from the balcony in horror, but God didn't want to give her this chance to escape.The small chandelier on the balcony was baked by the flames and burst open, and the shattered fragments scratched Jiang Wanqing's skin. However, the most painful thing was not the two small wounds, but the vertical fall of the iron bar at the connection between the chandelier and the ceiling. Come down and insert it on Jiang Wanqing's calf.

The dark iron bars pierced through the muscles and bones of the calf, and it became bloody for a while.Jiang Wanqing cried subconsciously, but crying was useless, because in the next second she saw a silver light flashing in front of her eyes, and she was so frightened that she dared not make a sound—it was the blade of a small knife reflected in the light. of.The hoisted man twisted violently, as if he had seen something terrible and was impatient to tell Jiang Wanqing to be careful.

Jiang Wanqing could almost hear his own breathing, and his nails were embedded in the flesh of his palm.There was nothing around her that could be used as a weapon, and now that her calf was injured again, it would be easy for the murderer to kill her.

Fu Wen, Fu Wen, you killed my old lady.Jiang Wanqing thought so, her hands were trembling slightly, and she planned to use the iron bars on her legs as a self-defense tool, but she overestimated herself too much.As long as you move lightly, the sharp pain of flesh and blood mixed between the metal and the bones can almost make you faint from pain.

Jiang Wanqing waited desperately for the murderer's arrival, but Fu Wen appeared in front of her holding a fruit knife.

There was blood on the knife, and the reddish-brown plasma was still dripping down unstoppably.Fu Wen's lips were pale, even under the light of the fire, she looked terribly white. Panting heavily, she ran to Jiang Wanqing's side and said intermittently, "Don't be afraid, I stabbed the murderer, and he has already run away."

As soon as Jiang Wanqing saw Fu Wen's face, tears flowed down her face: "Are you trying to scare me to death?" Fu Wen had never seen Jiang Wanqing cry before, and was in a panic, but now the situation was urgent, so she didn't bother to explain so much , took the lead in untying the rope that bound the man, and the latter ran away in a hurry. Only then did Fu Wen notice Jiang Wanqing's calf.

The bloody scene frightened Fu Min's heart into a sudden stop for a few seconds. After all, she had never seen many bloody scenes, and she stabbed someone with her own hands just now. There were too many shocks at once, which made her a little flustered.

Jiang Wanqing gritted his teeth: "You put the iron bar on the ground, the fire is too big, I can't move with this thing stuck in my leg, after a long time..." "It will damage the muscle tissue, so I have to amputate..." Fu Wen Said shyly, "Can you hold back the pain? I'm afraid I won't be able to do it when you call me."

Jiang Wanqing wanted to slap her: "If you don't want to go down, you have to go down! Hurry up!"

Fu Wen closed her eyes tightly, turned her head away, as if she didn't dare to look at her legs, gritted her teeth and made a quick decision, and the moment she grabbed the iron bar, she forcibly pulled it out, followed by Jiang Wanqing's cry The screams pierced the entire night sky.Everyone downstairs heard the voice, and the three faces of the task force members who rushed over were pale with fright.

The scene of the fire was in chaos, everyone huddled together in a mess, and the injured murderer had already taken advantage of it and ran away.The two people in the sea of ​​fire had a good understanding, and they both knew the reason for each other's actions, but now they don't have time to think about catching the murderer, the key is to escape from here alive.

Fu Min lifted Jiang Wanqing's body, carried her on her back, tried her best to avoid her injured calf, and tied the unconscious Jiang Wanqing to her body with the rope that tied the man just now, and only after confirming that she would not fall off from her body Pulled out the flying hook.

She hasn't used this thing for a long time, and she is familiar with it every time she holds it in her hand, and the ensuing humiliation will be unforgettable in her life, but now she still has to rely on this thing to escape, it is really indescribable irony.

If she hadn't been a thief, she wouldn't have noticed those three sunken holes keenly when she left the balcony and went back to her room to sleep. They were left by the skinny man who wanted to break into the house.She pretended to go back to sleep, but actually put her and Jiang Wanqing's valuables in the safe and locked them up.

Unexpectedly, the door she left for Jiang Wanqing became a shortcut for the murderer to come in.

Thieves rely on skills and means to steal things, and they will not hurt people unless they are cornered. Fu Wenben did not intend to use such a ruthless hand to hang him on the balcony as a bait.It's just that the thief seems to have noticed that there is a third person in the room, thinking that he has been caught in a trap, and wants to deal with Wen.Fu Wen is very clear about the behavior style of her former colleagues, and she knows exactly how the thief will attack her.In the process of scuffling with the thief, she accidentally ignited the ignition source, and she felt something was wrong after subduing the thief.

In the middle of the night, after something happened and someone called for help, it was a question of whether someone could come. It was impossible for Fu Wen to lure out a third person by risking her own life, so she could only use her tricks to tie up the thief as bait, and hid on the beam of the room, holding the fruit knife tightly.She is confident that she can escape the eyes of the murderer. Once she blends into the night, Fu Wen will be at ease, not to mention a serial murderer, even if the police come, they will definitely not be able to find out.

The murderer has been hiding in secret all along, and vowed not to give up until he can kill Fu Wen, so Fu Wen has been hanging above his head, not daring to move, even if the fire is getting bigger and bigger, the murderer has no intention of leaving.When the fire grows bigger, it will definitely attract firefighters. The twelve-story building is too high, and when viewed from below, it is still covered by the fire, so it is impossible to see who is being hoisted.

Fu Wen's purpose is here.In order to save people, the firefighters will definitely arrive. Once outsiders intervene, the murderer who does not want to show his face will retreat, and maybe he can catch the murderer with two sides.

Fu Wen is by no means a person who is willing to fight head-on. It would be great if he could escape the murderer, but Jiang Wanqing appeared.Jiang Wanqing was a woman and was injured again. The murderer obviously wanted to use her as a prey instead of Fu Wen. It was impossible for Fu Wen to watch her die and had no choice but to sneak up and stab the murderer from behind.

She stabbed the artery on purpose, the murderer should take survival as the first priority, and can't control the two of them.Only then did Fu Wen pick up Jiang Wanqing on her back, use the flying hook to hold onto the weight of the balcony, and walk down the building step by step.Zhao Jie and the others looked straight: the twelve-storey building, including the distance between each floor, is about 48 meters, nearly 50 meters, and two thin young girls only took one step from such a high place with a thin rope. Step down.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, they must not look back or look down, the most important thing is that rope, must not break!

I don’t know if God likes to joke or what, when Fu Wen walked to the seventh floor in fear, someone’s natural gas exploded on the fourteenth floor, flames burst out of the floor, and bits and pieces of fire fell to the floor. Next, a few grains just fell on Fu Wen and Jiang Wanqing; at the same time, the end of the flying hook was burned more and more fragile by the fierce fire on the fourteenth floor. I just feel a loose hand——

The rope broke.

The author has something to say: Chu Xiao’s little advice:

Big babies, if there is a fire, run as much as you can, don't die.I don't know how many fires there are always some troublemakers who have to go back to save their families or property, and how many people sacrificed in vain to save them.

Don't imitate these two guys - after all, they have practiced before, we... can't afford to be hurt.