Chapter 965

The man coughed and strode in, and pressed his bloody forehead against the water tank. Through a layer of glass, he looked at the girl's tear-filled face and said in a low voice,

"never mind."

"It's okay, Pina."

He looked down at the water tank, then took off the outer suit and put it in the water tank to cover the girl's head.

Then the man clenched his fists and smashed his blanched joints hard at the water tank.

Amidst the loud bang, blood splashed along with the shattered glass.

A blue liquid with a sweet taste immediately flowed out like a stream.

The moment the glass shattered, the man stepped forward and hugged the girl who fell with the shattered glass and knelt on the ground.

He hugged her tightly.

It was as hard as trying to strangle her bones.

"never mind,"

His bloody lips touched the girl's cold forehead, again and again,
"It's alright, it's alright."

This embrace was warm and wide, with a choking smell of smoke.

But the girl stretched out her hand that was still tied with the rope, and slowly and forcefully grabbed the clothes on his chest. A weak and sad cry came from the suit that was hugging her.

The man's heart was throbbing with pain.

He repeatedly pressed his lips to her forehead, as if to comfort her, and also to comfort himself.

After only staying for a short time, he still wrapped Shen Pianli in his soaked suit, stretched out his hand and hugged her horizontally, and walked out the door.

However, within a few steps, he met her and stopped.

Outside the door, the flames had almost completely blocked the way to the door in a short time.

The burning furniture kept falling to the ground and making messy noises, black smoke billowed out of the windows, and more of it was flowing into the room.

Cheng Zhiyuan coughed violently.

The girl in his arms moved uncomfortably, he suppressed his coughing forcefully, and stretched out his hand to wrap her in the wet suit even tighter.

The pitch-black pupils reflected the firelight in the room, he clenched his teeth, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

After a pause of a few seconds, he lifted his foot and walked out, instead of heading towards the exit that was engulfed in flames, he walked deeper.

The house is big enough that the whole floor is connected.

If you can't go out through the flames, you can only delay as much as possible.

The gasoline was splashed along the walls, so even if it burned, there was still a small space to walk in.

He has been coughing non-stop, and Shen Pian is curled up in front of his chest. Occasionally, when he raises his eyes to take a look, he will forcefully cover his chest back to avoid inhaling the smoke.

No words were spoken the whole time, and running in the sea of ​​fire was always a visible danger.

All the man's energies were used to hold back the falling burning furniture and the unstoppable coughing.

The fire in the corridor was not strong, so he accelerated his pace towards the deepest room.

The flames were reflected brightly and chaotically on the wall, like monsters baring their teeth and waving their claws.

Something flickered in the man's pitch-black eyes suddenly, and a wobbly glare mixed with fire light reflected into his eyes.

Cheng Zhiyuan's pupils shrank slightly, and the moment he heard the sound above his head, he pressed the girl's head tightly against his chest and rolled it away.

There was a loud bang.

The girl was covered in his chest, and soon she smelled a faint smell of blood.

"Cheng Zhiyuan..."

She gripped the man's shirt tightly, crying in her weak voice,

"Cheng Zhiyuan..."

"I'm fine,"

There was nothing unusual in the man's voice, followed by a crackling sound. He held the girl and stood up again, and his initially shaky steps soon stabilized.

Shen Pianlu could only smell the smell of blood getting heavier and heavier.

(End of this chapter)

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