Evil Doctor [Quick Transmigration]

Leng Yue failed to go to the scene of the accident, and his assistant and the staff on the set almost formed a fleshy wall and stopped him.

Leng Yue's face was very cold, her dark eyes were full of cold light, she glanced at her inadvertently, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and even the temperature around her dropped a few degrees.

It was the first time that everyone saw him so out of control, they didn't dare to touch him, but they didn't dare to step aside an inch.

Director He swallowed his saliva, and said to Gu Ye in a low voice: "See? This is the aura. Remember his current state. If you can perform six-point charm in the next one, I will let you pass."

The atmosphere was already tense. Although Director He lowered his voice, everyone present heard it, and they were all covered in cold sweat. They complained silently in their hearts: Director He, you mean that Teacher Leng looks like a big devil who just wiped out other people's families. Yeah?

The assistant director plucked up his courage and tried to persuade him: "Mr. Leng, don't go there. Such a big accident must be reported to the police, and the fire truck will arrive soon. The people over there should be putting out the fire manually. It will surely save."

The implication is that it is useless for you to go, so don't make trouble.

Director He coughed, trying to regain the authority of the director: "The assistant director is right, how about this, I will shoot this today, and I will give you half a day off, so you all go back and have a good rest."

"Do you think I'm going to rush into the fire?" Leng Yue glanced at them, "I just went to see the situation, I won't be impulsive, let me go."

After being stopped for a while, Leng Yue also calmed down. When he heard the news just now, he was in a state of confusion, and subconsciously wanted to rush over, because this scene was so similar to the one 28 years ago.

One day 28 years ago, the police from Province Y called and said that Lin Mian had encountered an avalanche in the Meiyuan Snow Mountain. They searched for three days but did not find any trace of him.

The snow covered the sky, erasing all traces of Lin Mian's existence.

No one knows how afraid Leng Yue is that this fire will take away his only other friend.

Even if he and that friend have been in a cold war for 28 years.

During the stalemate here, Bai Ze had already entered the fire scene without anyone noticing.

The fire broke out in a five-story office building. Starting from the fourth floor, the flames continued to rise, like a living giant snake, wantonly spitting out vicious letters. The flames rippled like ocean waves.

People below the fourth floor had already evacuated because the fire was too big and the floors were high. Although the people below were anxious, they had no choice but to hide away because they were afraid that the building would collapse.

"Let me go! Let me in, my boyfriend is still inside!" A young woman in a light-colored polka-dot dress cried and made up, begging the man who stopped her firmly, "I can't leave He's alone... please let me in!"

"Calm down, the fire is so big, are you going in to die?" The man held her hands tightly, his eyes full of unbearable, "He will definitely survive until the fire truck arrives, let's pray for him."

There were suppressed sobs from the crowd. They had just counted up the list, and several colleagues were trapped inside.

A beautiful woman in a professional skirt was flustered, walking staggeringly on high heels, and asked everyone she met, "Have you seen Mr. Wen?"

"Sister Chen, Teacher Wen..." A staff member said sobbingly, wiping away tears, "Before the fire broke out, Teacher Wen went to the lounge on the fifth floor."

Sister Chen was as if someone had poured cold water on her head, her face was pale, and she almost couldn't stand up.

Everyone was immersed in tension and sadness, and no one heard a faint voice saying: "Do you think the fire is much smaller?"

In the hall on the fourth floor, the white walls were blackened by smoke, the metal decorative walls were burned red, the furniture became the best fuel, the wooden decorative partitions on the ceiling were burnt and smashed everywhere, and the thick smoke turned into a fantasy The shape of the ghost floats in the air, like a series of wronged souls.

Bai Ze stood in the middle of the fire, standing tall. He took off his gloves, revealing a withered white hand bone, stretched it out in front of him, with the palm facing forward, and slowly spread his five fingers, making a hoarse but somewhat arrogant voice : "All fires in the world can be harvested!"

In an instant, the red flame was suppressed by a strange force, rushing towards his palm, but in an instant, the hall where the fire demon had raged was restored to calm, only some smoke and heat waves remained.

He withdrew his hand, and a flame condensed in the palm of his hand. The flame had obviously undergone some changes, the color became purer, and there was a faint silver-white outline on the edge.

He comprehended another realm of the fire spell.

After inhaling and blending the human disaster fire, the power of the rune fire became stronger.

Bai Ze withdrew the flame in his palm and said, "System, tell me where they are."

[Go straight ahead for 50 meters and then turn right. There are four people in the men's restroom, and there is another person on the fourth floor. 】They have a strong sense of self-help, and the situation is much better than imagined.

With a flash of Bai Ze's figure, he arrived in front of the bathroom in the blink of an eye, and emptied the surrounding flames by the way.

He opened the door of the bathroom, and saw four men in formal suits inside, all of them were soaked in clothes, covering their mouths and noses with wet handkerchiefs, shivering from the cold, staring at the thin black figure in front of them with dazed eyes.

There was another person on the fourth floor. Bai Ze didn't have time to talk too much, so he picked up one in each hand and left a sentence: "I'll be back later."

The floor outside was so hot that the decorative wooden beams on the roof would collapse at any moment, and he had to escort them to the safety of the landing.

After quickly saving the remaining two people, Bai Ze flew up to the fifth floor as fast as he could.

There were a few voices of gratitude with tears in the background: "Thank you Ghost Hero for saving your life!"

The situation on the fifth floor was much better, and the fire was not too big. Following the system's prompt, Bai Ze broke open the scorching door, and found the last person trapped in a lounge.

This man has slightly curly shoulder-length hair. Although he is thin, he has a tall and straight figure. It can be seen that he exercises regularly. His bangs are parted in front, and the long side is tucked behind his ears. Although his hair is gray, his skin is well-maintained Very good, can't tell the age.

He was also very casually dressed, long dark cotton trousers with a hole in the knee, one trouser leg was rolled up a few times, exposing his pale ankles with distinct knuckles, a gray bottoming shirt, and a large plaid over it Shirt, no shoes, even the toes are long and thin.

With the appearance of a yuppie uncle, he opened his eyes after hearing the sound of kicking the door, and sat in the bathtub calmly, neither embarrassed nor sloppy, he didn't know whether he was waiting for rescue or death.

There was an unrestrained smile on his lips, and he looked at Bai Ze's hand thoughtfully - the flame burned half of Bai Ze's sleeve, exposing a bone arm.After seeing his face clearly, Bai Ze felt a little unbelievable, because this uncle turned out to be Lin Mian's other younger brother, Wen Runian.

Bai Ze habitually wanted to frown, but the skeleton had neither eyebrows nor glabellar muscles, so he simply went over to hold the uncle's waist and abdomen, and carried the uncle on his shoulders without saying a word.

She looks quite thin, but she didn't expect it to be so heavy, it almost shone through Bai Ze's skeletal waist.

When Bai Ze was about to go out, there was a sudden mechanical sound of "tick-tock-tick" in front of him, like... the sound of a ticking time bomb.

Bai Ze followed the sound and walked over, opened the cardboard box outside, and saw a red fire extinguisher lying inside, with a simple timer tied to it, showing a line of time, with a string of zeros in front, and only "50" left on the second .

At this moment, the system issued an emergency notification: [The fire extinguisher contains explosives, withdraw quickly! ] In 50 seconds, the device will be detonated.

This tick-tock-tick timing sound is like the summoning signal of the god of death.

It was too late to go downstairs at this time, once it exploded, the collapsed masonry would not only crush Wen Runian into meat paste, but also smash himself into ashes.

Bai Ze kicked the cardboard box out of the room with one foot, hugged Wen Runian's waist tightly, smashed the floor-to-ceiling windows with his elbow, and led him downstairs.

The moment Bai Ze jumped down the stairs, there was a loud bang behind him, with the bomb as the center, a wave of fire swept out carrying gravel, and went out the window, chasing Bai Ze.

Bai Ze raised his left hand and opened a semi-curved fire curtain, burning the rubble instantly with silvery flames. The moment the fire wave touched the fire curtain, it shattered into sparks in mid-air.

At this critical moment of life and death, Wen Runian still laughed aloud. He grabbed the corners of Bai Ze's clothes with both hands, and in a place where Bai Ze could not see, the corners of his eyes were red, and he muttered to himself: "You are finally willing to come back to see me!" gone."

Bai Ze couldn't hear what he said, so he condensed the fireball with one hand and destroyed the camera downstairs, leading him to the ground smoothly.

This is behind the building. There are only a few persimmon trees with fiery red fruits and a piece of withered and yellow lawn. There are no passers-by.

"I'm leaving first." Bai Ze put him down, and said calmly, "This building might collapse, you should leave quickly, remember not to tell anyone that you have seen me."

Wen Runian rubbed his stomach hurt by Bai Ze's shoulder, and sighed, "I'm not dreaming."

Then he looked at Bai Ze with puzzled eyes, and asked, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Bai Ze raised his left hand, pressed his index finger with his thumb, made a "click" sound, and replied coldly, "This is a prosthesis."

Wen Runian raised his eyebrows, and said with half-belief:

"so cool."

"Then how can you fly?"

"This is lightness kung fu, a unique skill handed down in my family. I am a martial artist, and the fifth floor is nothing to worry about." Bai Ze raised his index finger and made a silent gesture, "Please keep it secret, please leave quickly."

Just as Bai Ze took two steps, the person behind him suddenly asked in a lonely voice, "Lin Mian, is that you?"

The original owner's weak voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Please, don't answer him, just leave like this."

Bai Ze's back froze, and then he left without looking back.

Maybe for the original owner, knowing that Wen Runian is alive and well, that's enough.

Bai Ze's clothes were burned to pieces while fighting the fire, and he could no longer hide his arms, so he needed to find a change of clothes.

A siren blared from the other side of the building, and fire trucks and police cars had arrived. Taking advantage of the noise of the crowd, Bai Ze hid in the crowd, left here, and approached the dressing room of "The Story of the Bright Moon".

Celebrities usually bring a few more sets of clothes to choose from when they are filming. If you save money, it should be okay to borrow a set of clothes temporarily, right?

The crew was busy packing their things, and the actors seemed to have evacuated, so Bai Ze picked a large dressing room at random, and sneaked in quietly.

There was no one inside, the dressing table was still on, and there was a row of clothes beside it. Bai Ze picked out a black windbreaker of a similar style, and just as he took off his coat, he heard a voice from behind: "Who's inside?"

Having already reached the door, Bai Ze froze completely, not daring to move anymore.

A drop of sweat streaked across the bare skull—if a skeleton had sweat.

A woman with an enchanting figure walked up to Bai Ze gracefully, and tilted her head: "Who brought a skeleton prop here?"

The author has something to say: Thank you "Autumn Colors and Ran" for your precious landmines

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