Kung Fu Soldier King

There were several young people who planned to rush in and save Jiang Qianhe if the fire was not very big. It's impossible to say that the story of "beautiful president falling in love with me" happened. Since then, it has made progress and struggled for decades less than others.

But the reality is so cruel. Who dares to go in after seeing the situation inside?

But at this time, suddenly a motorcycle louder than a tractor came from the gate, and then a tractor with black smoke rushed to the crowd.

"Get the fuck out of my way!" Xiao Yan roared. The frightening pressure made everyone move one after another.

Xiao Yan did not slow down at all. Without hesitation, he drove past the crowd and rushed straight into the fire. The large flame was stirred, and the fire seemed to be more fierce.

"Am I right? Just now... Someone rushed in just now?"

"I was wrong, too. This is the rhythm of looking for death!"

"It seems to be the president's bodyguard. This bodyguard is really fucking dedicated. He doesn't even want his life for work."

"Cow force, take it!"

He Jian stood outside, but he didn't feel good. He boasted that he was the most loyal to Linjiang group and didn't hesitate to throw his head and shed blood. But just now, facing the fire, he didn't have the qualified performance of the young man who came to the company for less than a month.

"Don't be stunned. Put out the fire quickly and call the fire brigade. Why the fuck hasn't come yet?" He Jian's roar echoed outside the warehouse.

It's no wonder He Jian didn't dare to enter the fire, because ordinary people would die if they went in.

The smoke in the fire scene was billowing, I didn't know anything at all, and the temperature was so high that it was terrible. If it weren't for the evil spirit Xiao Yan, I'm afraid I couldn't hold on for half a minute.

It broke through countless obstacles all the way, relying on the abnormal quality of the black 70 motorcycle, but when it reached the depths of the warehouse, the car finally couldn't hold up.

With the black seven falling apart, Xiao Yan turned over and flew over the fire and landed in front of the empty grocery room.

Looking around, there is nothing here except black smoke. Even if you have good eyesight, it is difficult to find people here.

Xiao Yan has been trained in fire rescue and knows that he is not looking for it blindly.

He kicked open the grocery room and looked inside. Suddenly his eyes brightened, and then he took out a large bag of heavy weights. This is still a very early thing when electronic scales were not very popular. Finally, they didn't need it and threw it in the grocery room.

Xiao Yan stood there, his hands like electricity, comparable to the discus players in the Olympic Games. The weights in his hands were thrown out by him one by one. In the blink of an eye, there were weights flying in the whole fire.

Pa pa

After a series of brittle sounds, several large glasses were broken, because Xiao Yan didn't control much strength and angle, and the broken part of the glass was very large.

Hoo Hoo

The smoke from the vent rushed out of the window, and soon the scene of the fire became clear.

Despite the help of external oxygen and wind, the fire was much bigger. But at least we can see clearly. It's the best way to save people.

Xiao Yan took several ups and downs and looked around at the commanding height where he could stay. He was stunned that he didn't see Jiang Qianhe.

He was a little worried and shouted at the top of his voice, "Jiang Qianhe... Little niece... Qianhe..."

Xiao Yan's voice became louder and louder, as if with a huge Qi force, and even the flames close to him were shaking constantly. It seemed that he didn't dare to approach him. The scene was very strange.

"Help me..."

The sound was very subtle. It was impossible for others to hear such a weak sound in the fire, but Xiao Yan could.

He suddenly turned his head. It was a workshop, but it was locked by a big iron lock. On the window, a weak slender hand was stuck to the glass.

Xiao Yan, like a big bird flying in the sea of fire, jumped over the cargo stack full of fire, stepped on the iron frame baked by the raging fire, turned over and landed in front of the studio.

The distance is at least seven or eight meters, but the distance between Xiao yanteng and Nao seems to be shortening.

There are also some goods sent for inspection in the studio, which are now ignited by the burning circuit, but the flame is not too large and does not threaten Jiang Qianhe hiding in the window.

However, the smoke is very thick, and the thick smoke produced by medicinal materials may contain highly toxic, so Xiao Yan must make a quick decision.

"Drink!" Xiao Yan suddenly took a half step backward, made a sudden effort at his waist, spread his strength to his right fist, and then hit the big lock hard.

The black general closed the door and even stopped when the thief saw it. The iron hammer with a big head couldn't do anything, but he was punched down by Xiao Yan and Qi Shengsheng broke the lock.

If someone with a little knowledge of Kung Fu is around, he will be surprised. This is a beautiful great sage. Xiao Yan is just right and perfect from strength to luck.

Xiao Yan kicked the door open. Jiang Qianhe lay dying in the corner. He knelt on the ground with one hand and covered his face with a gas mask in the other hand.

No wonder she survived. Fortunately, she found this gas mask. However, she just took it off and shouted Xiao Yan. As a result, she inhaled a mouthful of smoke. In addition, her body could not stand the high temperature. As soon as she was soft, she fainted on the ground.

Xiao Yan was not in a hurry to save Jiang Qianhe, but looked around and saw the faucet in the corner. When I stepped on the faucet, the water splashed and the surrounding flames were washed away.

However, the water from the faucet was already very hot, and Xiao Yan couldn't care about it. He took Jiang Qianlong to rush over and poured her inside and outside with a water pipe.

After watering, he squeezed Jiang Qianhe's mouth and poured a belly of water. Jiang Qianhe also woke up after being tossed by Xiao Yan.

"Don't faint if you want to live!" Xiao Yan threw jiang Qianhe on his back, wetted the rope used to bind goods in the workshop, and then tied Jiang Qianhe tightly to his back waist.

Jiang Qianhe instinctively hugged Xiao Yan's neck and murmured, "I knew you would come back to me. I finally waited for you..."