C position study, God chooses the way

The curtains on the second and third floors had been lit while Ke Han was going upstairs.

Black smoke billowed, and the chemical fiber raw materials were decomposed by pyrolysis, emitting various toxic gases.

Zhu Mingcheng watched Ke Han run into the small building next to him, and then Mu Heng wanted to go in - he was stunned.

What are they doing? !

Did they suddenly go mad and prepare to die for love? !

"Mu Heng?!"

Mu Heng was about to rush in, but hesitated for a second, then turned around and ran in front of Zhu Mingcheng.

"Borrow something."

Zhu Mingcheng: "Why did Ke Han run in?"

Mu Heng took off Zhu Mingcheng's coat without saying a word.

Zhu Mingcheng: "Grass???"

"What are you doing?!" When he said this, his voice was distorted, full of disbelief, "Fuck?! Are you going to die? Mu Heng?!"

Mu Heng pursed his lips and frowned, looking terribly gloomy.

Where did Zhu Mingcheng snatch him? He was forcibly held down and snatched away his drenched jacket, like a big girl with yellow flowers who was bullied.

Holding the coat, Mu Heng lifted it up and wrung it dry. He poured a handful of water on himself, and then started to run towards the place where Ke Han ran in, holding the half-wet coat.

Zhu Mingcheng: "Damn..."

He barely remembered that he still had a waterproof communication bracelet on his hand, and quickly opened it to send a communication to Chu Baiyue.

"Bai Yue, Mu Heng and Ke Han ran to a house that was about to catch fire."

……

"Ke Han!"

Mu Heng yelled, almost choking on the thick smoke that spread out in his throat.

He heard Ke Han's hammering on the door, and immediately ran after him.

In fact, it is not difficult to bring the child out. As long as they can report the child downstairs and stay away from the fire before problems occur, they will be safe.

But when Mu Heng climbed to the fourth floor, he found a problem.

In fact, it was not only children who were trapped in the room, but also an old man.

The seventy-eighty-year-old old lady has been fumigated to a semi-comatose state.

The only good thing is that she is quite thin. After Mu Heng and Ke Han had a child, they could barely take the old woman away.

"hurry up."

Mu Heng covered Zhu Mingcheng's half-wet coat over the child's mouth and nose, and asked him to cover his grandmother's as well.

The moment he left the protection of his coat, Mu Heng was choked by the billowing black smoke blowing from the opposite side, causing his brain to ache.

It was really serious, the toxic smoke was relatively light, and it kept floating while moving. No wonder the old woman was fainted before the child.

In the next second, he heard the sound of his shirt being torn.

"Crack!"

Looking back, he saw Ke Han with bare shoulders.

Ke Han let go of the trembling child for a while, and the child hugged his thigh in fear, and he patted the child's head to comfort him.

With his free hands, he covered Mu Heng's face with the half of the clothes. From behind, he could only feel the half of the clothes covering his mouth and nose indiscriminately.

Ke Han tied the knot very quickly and ferociously. It didn't take long for him to cover Mu Heng's face.

Mu Heng: "What about you?"

Ke Han didn't speak, he just shook his head, signaling Mu Heng to run down quickly with the old woman on his back.

Things seem to be breathing a sigh of relief here.

However, in the next second, there was a terrifying explosion on the second and third floors.

Mu Heng ran in the front with the old woman on his back, and his whole body was almost blown away. The corner of his eye was cut open by the flying pieces of metal.

Blood gushed out immediately.

There was a faint smell of gas in the air.

Of the three people present who were still conscious, only Ke Han and the child were able to barely stabilize their figure because they followed Mu Heng's back, and even pulled Mu Heng back a few steps.

If Mu Heng hadn't stopped in time and jumped back with Ke Han at the fastest speed, he would probably have been buried alive by the cave-in blown out of the corridor.

The collapse starts in the middle.

This is something no one thought of.

It wasn't an absolute road closure, but they were indeed trapped in the stairwell on the third and fourth floors.

Mu Heng had a headache and muttered to himself: "If you don't tie that for me... shall we..."

Ke Han also frowned, but he still firmly denied: "No."

If they had followed their original speed, they would have been bombed and buried alive just right between the second and third floors.

At this time, the child who had been in a bad mood was already sobbing softly. He grabbed his grandma's hanging hand, and his cheeks that were already blurred suddenly became a ball.

Ke Han held the child in his arms and squatted down together. He endured the discomfort of the respiratory tract and whispered: "Don't be afraid."

"It'll be all right."

"Trust my brothers, okay?"

During this process, Ke Han's wrist bumped into the scorching hot handrail, scalding a piece of skin.

He hissed, and suddenly noticed the bracelet on his wrist.

This is Chu Baiyue's bracelet.

I don't know when, where he hit, the bracelet was turned off?

Ke Han gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and fumbled to turn on the switch of the bracelet.

"Hey Hey hey?!"

Chu Baiyue's voice suddenly exploded in their ears.

It was very loud. It is estimated that she had turned the volume control to the maximum before waiting for Ke Han's response.

Ke Han, who was closest to the bracelet, even felt that his wrist bone was transmitting sound to his brain, causing the whole human skeleton to vibrate.

The child was still burying his head in fear and crying loudly in his chest. The smoke in the air was so heavy that even squatting down could not relieve it much.

Ke Han felt his head was going to explode.

He responded: "I am."

"Fuck!" Chu Baiyue's voice suddenly pulled away, as if she was scolding her mother, "Where are you in the building?"

The performance of the bracelet is very stable.

Thanks to the technical team.

Mu Heng took the lead, and asked Ke Han to tear a wet cloth for him to cover himself. It's better than nothing.

Who knows how long they have to persist in this kind of place!

"We are in the corridor mezzanine between the third floor and the fourth floor. Before I came up, I saw the design layering line of the outer layer of the building. The design of this building is relatively old. We can judge our location through that line. We will Below the third line, about—one meter."

"The windows of the corridor can go out, but now the corridors on the second and third floors have basically collapsed. We need a roller coaster to carry people."

Mu Heng paused, took a breath and continued: "I remember when you designed the bracelet for yourself, you said that you would equip it with a three-dimensional space positioning display system that cooperates with BDS and various signals. Have you done it? "

"Mu Heng..."

"Ok?"

"You should really thank my dad. If he hadn't urged me, my mother wouldn't have added this function to the bracelet!"

Chu Baiyue burst into foul language.

Emotions seem to be a little excited.

It's obviously nothing to do with him, but this guy Mu Heng really took care of it, and even almost took his own life!

With red eyes, she called out the thousand-layer matryoshka software that she had hidden in multiple folders. The moment she opened it, the tablet even froze.

The original intention of this software was that her father asked her to do it because she was worried that she, a girl, would be in danger outside. It was made for precise three-dimensional position monitoring and tracking.

Whether it is entering an underground shopping mall with a poor signal, or the power of the bracelet is too low.

As long as human signals can spread, as long as there is a trace of electricity.

It just won't stop working.

And now, it has been left unused for a long time.

……

The rest of what they can do is actually very limited.

Mu Heng put down the old woman on his back, and laid her body flat on the ground, trying to minimize the inhalation of unconscious poisonous smoke.

He pulled Ke Han, Ke Han hugged the children, and they all lay on the ground.

The fourth floor was the first to catch fire in the building, so they couldn't go back.

The second and third floors collapsed, so they couldn't go down.

At this moment when the world is not connected to the world, Mu Heng suddenly laughed.

Ke Han was lying on his side with his back to him, ready to get up and run at any moment.

Mu Heng poked Ke Han's half-exposed back. He was very thin, but not completely fleshless. The skeleton was covered with a layer of thin muscles that should have been trained, and his skin was very white.

It doesn't look like pure yellow skin.

Ke Han: "Huh?"

Mu Heng: "Hey——you said that if the two of us really died young here, would someone outside come to feel sorry for us?"

"What a good two boys, why did you go like this?"

Ke Han couldn't see the expression: "Speak less and stay awake."

Mu Heng laughed even harder.

He seems to have the gene of the more dangerous the merrier in his bones.

"Listen to me..."

As he spoke, he leaned behind Ke Han, and the two of them pressed together, their young bodies scalding hot.

whisper.

The hot wind blew over Ke Han's already pink ears, and he immediately turned his head uncomfortably, trying to avoid this indirect contact.

That made him more at a loss than Mu Heng pressing against his chest.

He didn't let Mu Heng continue talking.

"To shut up."

After a few seconds, hearing the "crackling" sound in his ears, he added: "I don't regret it."

He does not regret choosing to go with his mother in front of the court, nor does he regret coming to his mother's hometown, nor does he regret entering a little-known small school, because they all made him meet these friends now.

is a real friend.

In this short period of half a year, he has experienced many different things from Mu Heng, from Class [-] of Anhe No. [-] Middle School, and from many domestic competition masters.

This kind of thing can be classified as "culture" in general.

But Ke Han prefers to call it - faith.

It's not a religious belief, but a kind of mysterious blood culture belief.

He felt that for these friends, he could do more things and make more efforts.

In the past six months, even seeing Chen He's bald head was very happy.

Naive and stupid peers are often not working hard for their own interests, they are fighting for something that may feel trivial and insignificant when they grow up.

This is not a capital country.

Mu Heng didn't speak all the time, Ke Han called out a little worriedly: "Mu Heng?"

"here I am……"

If you don't get blown up once, you really don't know the pain.

He lay down and realized that he was aching all over his body.

Ke Han: "Don't sleep, stay awake!"

He was in a hurry.

"I'll tell you a secret! Don't sleep!"

The author has something to say: [Thanks for the reminder from the right & wrong classmates, it has been corrected. 】