Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

The results of the second search were the same as before.

At this moment, even Fang Zhuo wondered if it was because he was blindsided, or if the other party was just an ordinary passerby.

Aunt Chen saw that he was frowning, thinking that he was too tired, "Do you want to go up and have a rest?"

Fang Zhuo glanced at the man who was chatting with others in the distance, and nodded, "Okay, I'll go up first. Can you come up and call me in half an hour?"

Mrs. Chen joked with a smile, "Are you going to give a gift to Mr.?"

Fang Zhuo pursed his lips, feeling a little embarrassed, this was the first time he had prepared a gift for someone with such care, it was a bit weird.

The banquet was noisy, and the second floor was a bit noisy, so Fang Zhuo went to find a guest room on the third floor, and fell asleep not long after lying down.

In a daze, he suddenly felt numbness on his legs, and it was the phone in his pocket vibrating. Fang Zhuo woke up suddenly, and saw a face with a peaked cap and a beard in his eyes.

He opened his eyes wide in fright, "You..." Before he could say a word, his mouth was covered with a towel soaked in ether.

Fang Zhuo stared at that face, desperately scolding Mamai in his heart.

After half an hour.

Mrs. Chen took the time to go upstairs. She searched around the second floor but found no one, but was sweating profusely from the heat.

"Strange, why is it so hot today? Could it be that the air conditioner is broken?" Looking up at the ceiling, the air conditioner was working normally.

Mrs. Chen wiped off her sweat and was about to close the study door when she heard someone shouting outside the window.

"on fire--"

"The third floor is on fire!"

Mrs. Chen ran out of the corridor in a hurry, looked at the third floor from the stairs, and saw a ray of flames floating out.

"It's broken! Sir! Master Xu must be on the third floor!" Mrs. Chen shouted loudly while running to the third floor.

She saw only a small amount of flames before, and thought it was not a big fire. Only when she went up did she realize that the entire corridor on the third floor was full of fire on both sides, and there was a strong smell of gasoline in the air.

I don't know which killer did it!

When the people downstairs heard "on fire", they ran out immediately, spilled wine along the way, knocked down the table, and the shoes that ran away were everywhere, leaving a mess.

Zhou Su followed Mrs. Chen's voice upstairs, and received a call as soon as he reached the second floor.

"Your baby is on the third floor, but you have to look for it room by room."

Zhou suddenly recognized the owner of the voice, "Mr. Zhang, you are absconding now, do you still want to be charged with murder and arson again?"

Fatty Zhang laughed wildly, "If there are too many lice, I'm afraid of a ball, stop talking nonsense, I'll give you 5 minutes, and I'll cut off one of his fingers one minute later."

Mrs. Chen had already come down from the third floor, and she grabbed Zhou Su's sleeve in fear, "It's full of fire and gasoline! Sir, what should we do, Young Master Xu is still resting on the third floor!"

The flames on the third floor had already burned down the handrail and the carpet, so Zhou Suo got himself wet on the second floor and rushed upstairs.

Kick open the door of the first room, no, the second room, still no, the third room...

At this time, his back was surrounded by flames, and there was no way to retreat. Zhou Su came to the last room, his heart was beating violently, and his breath was full of burning pungent smoke.

He nervously held the doorknob of the last room door, and with a "click", the door opened.

Fang Zhuo was tied up on a chair, with a towel tied across his mouth, his head hanging limply, and an empty gasoline can was placed at his feet.

The fire in the house seemed to have just been put on, and the fire was not big, but it spread quickly.

Zhou Sumai's legs were stiff, and his hands trembled when he untied them. As soon as the rope was loosened, the young man fell over.

The soft and warm body was leaning against his arms, confirming that he was still alive, Zhou Su felt a tumbling uneasiness in his heart, and finally stopped.

Just as he was about to hug him up, the young man woke up.

Fang Zhuo woke up immediately when he saw the jumping flames in the room, and began to complain, "Fatty Zhang did it, that idiot said he was going to burn you to death, and beat me up."

Damn, the inner wall of the mouth was broken, and my face was in hot pain, and I don't know how many times I was slapped by that idiot.

Zhou Su touched the young man's red and swollen face, and hugged him horizontally, "Let's go out first."

Fang Zhuo was hugged by the princess for the first time, and his ears were red. He shook his legs and wanted to get off the ground, but found that his legs were numb and numb.

Just as the two passed by the bathroom in the room, a black stick was swung out.The stick is made of steel, so it's a good idea not to break the skull with one stick.

Fang Zhuo was crushed by Zhou Sudden, who was knocked unconscious, unable to move.

Fatty Zhang hit Zhou Su with stick after stick, his eyes were bulging and bloodshot, "If it weren't for you, why would I be here today? Kill you bastard, kill you bastard, kill you!" Kill you……"

The man, already driven mad by hatred, hadn't noticed the other man.

Fang Zhuo quietly stretched out his hand towards Zhou Su's wrist, touched the cold and smooth blade on the inside, and breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately the man carried it with him at all times.

The blade was extremely sharp, and under the condition of deliberate force, it directly cut through the thick flesh and fat.

"Fuck!" Fatty Zhang couldn't hold on to the stick in pain, and stepped back on his injured foot. Blood gushed out frantically and dripped all over the floor.

Fang Zhuo saw blood for the first time, his heart was pounding, his hands and feet were weak, and it took him a lot of effort to push Zhou Suan away and stand up.

Fatty Zhang gasped for breath, his facial features were distorted by the pain, he held a stick to block the door, he didn't expect this kid to hide his hand.

"I don't want to kill you, you go and leave Zhou Suo behind." Fatty Zhang gritted his teeth and negotiated terms with him.

Downstairs is fighting the fire, as long as you continue to delay, you will be rescued soon, but Zhou Su's injury can't wait.

"Leave a few for you!" Seeing the back of the man's head bleeding continuously, Fang Zhuo's anger rose up.

He tried to calm down, moving the hand that held the blade.Fatty Zhang had a hard time and was a little dizzy.

Fang Zhuo said: "Usually he would be nervous for a long time when he bumped and bumped me, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, he would stop cooking. You are good, you will be beaten to the ground with a stick."

Fatty Zhang took a sip and didn't have time to chat.

The door panel behind is getting hotter and hotter, the fire in the corridor has already blocked the door, there is no further delay.

With a curse, he rushed towards Fang Zhuo with a stick.

Looking at the opponent's fat and bulky figure, Fang Zhuo sneered, the successful sneak attack just now was nothing more than their lack of defense.

Finding the right timing, at the moment when the opponent was approaching, Fang Zhuo suddenly squatted down, stretched out his feet and swept across, tripped over 180 kilograms of fat, and hit the ground with a bang.

Fang Zhuo stood up, stepped on his back hard, bent down and picked up the stick, "You dare to move my people, you are looking for death."

A paper tiger is also a tiger, and it is scary for a tiger to show its power.

Fatty Zhang scolded: "Fuck your mother!"

Fang Zhuo picked out his ears, controlled the strength, and with a wave of the stick, Fatty Zhang rolled his eyes in pain and fainted.

Fang Zhuo threw away the stick, helped Zhou Su up, covered his wound with his hands, "Don't die, hold on, I'll take you out."

It's beautiful to say, but it's hard to do it. I feel like a mule with a heavy weight on its head, and my legs can't straighten under the pressure of Zhou Sudden.

After finally helping the man walk to the door, just as he opened a gap, tongues of fire squeezed in, so he had to close the door again.Looking at the room, the ceiling, carpet, bay window, and bed were all on fire.

If you can't get out, you can only hide for a while.

After getting Zhou into the bathroom, the smoke came in through the cracks in the upper, lower, left, and right doors. Fang Zhuo quickly blocked the bottom with a wet towel to minimize the entry of smoke.

After all this last night, he was exhausted and collapsed on the ground, and he did not forget to let Zhou Su lie sideways on his lap.

"What should we do? If this is the case, we will be choked to death if we don't get burned to death today." Fang Zhuo fiddled with the man's hair time after time, sighing.

The man who fell into a coma restrained his usual sharpness and became soft, probably because of the pain, his brows were tightly frowned, and his lips were bloodless.

Pinching Zhou Su's face, he said, "Aren't you the son of luck, can you give me some luck, brother."

There was more and more smoke, the air began to thin, Zhou Su's chest rose and fell rapidly, and each inhalation was more difficult than the last.

Fang Zhuo turned his head and took a breath of fresh air, and started "artificial oxygen infusion" into the man's mouth.

Every time you lose a bite, just say, "You are my life, don't fall asleep."

After repeated several times, Zhou Sui really woke up.

Thank goodness, Fang Zhuo excitedly kissed the man on the forehead, "Big baby, you scared me to death!"

Zhou Su reacted a few beats slower, and his mind was full of the affectionate "big baby".However, when he saw the firelight reflected on the floor tiles of the bathroom door, the warmth and charm disappeared.

The burning suffocation is like a snake, slowly crawling into the lungs.

Zhou Su gasped heavily, leaning against the wall and stood up.

He wetted the young man's clothes with a nozzle, took off his suit and shirt, and put them on Fang Zhuo after getting wet.

"Cover your mouth, rush to the window and jump."

Fang Zhuo refused to leave, and pushed the clothes to Zhou Su, "Let's go together."

Zhou Su pursed his lips, kneading the young man's earlobes, and said in an unprecedentedly gentle voice, "You go first, I'll wait for you to bring someone to rescue me."

His body has stretched to the limit, and he has double images when he looks at people. If he can't get out, he will only become a burden.

"I'm not leaving." Fang Zhuo wanted to call a fool, but he knew what the man meant.

"I promised to accompany you until I lived a hundred years. If your life is going to end here, then I will accompany you."

This is telling the truth, Zhou died suddenly, and his last star will not be picked.

If the mission fails, even if he does not die, there is no point in staying in this world.

In the space baked by the flames, Zhou Su's expression changed from surprise to ecstasy, and the complex and surging emotions in his eyes almost overflowed, and his breathing, which was already short, became more anxious and heavy.

Fang Zhuo was surprised, he didn't expect to hit the man's point by accident.

"We can be regarded as the same point of death." Fang Zhuo said suddenly a little sad, this plot is so cruel.

He tried hard to take a deep breath, his mouth shrunk, "Maybe we can meet again in the next lifetime."

Zhou Su's heart was beating wildly, he pressed Fang Zhuo's head on his chest, he wanted to rub him into his body forcefully, he also wanted to kiss him hard, to enter him, to make him as excited and agitated as himself.

He opened his mouth and squeezed out a little voice from his hoarse voice, "Xu Future, it's great to meet you."