The flames almost swallowed up the entire cell. Chen Zhaohuan was choked by the thick smoke and coughed several times. He turned around and glared at Du Yiping, and said angrily: "Are you satisfied now? You don't want to live anymore, and you want to drag everyone here to you."
Buried with him?"
Du Yiping sat back on the chair and lazily crossed his legs. The prisoners around him were screaming in fear, but he said calmly: "What's the point of staying in this hellish place? Die early and be released early."
Chen Zhaohuan quickly pressed an alarm button on the wall, but the device malfunctioned and he was unable to contact other people in the Security Bureau.
He smashed the wall in anger and shouted: "Damn it! Why did the chain fall off at the critical moment!"
One after another, scorching fireballs rose up from the palms of the "Fire Man". He continued to attack the door in front of him, but always in vain.
He glanced at Zuo Jing who was not far away, and murmured: "You, you can open this door, right?" He approached Fu Wei step by step, and his limbs wrapped in flames looked particularly scary.
"Don't, don't come here!" Zuo Jing looked at the man in front of her in fear and said in a panic: "I'm not Fu Wei at all."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you confused?" Zhang Wendong glared at her fiercely. He stood in front of Zuo Jing and stopped the menacing "fire man". "I advise you to be honest and don't talk to her.
The Security Bureau is against it!"
"It's you who are against me! You have trapped me for so many years, making me unable to return home! I must leave here today!" "Fire Man"'s eyes were about to burst, and the flames around his body burned even brighter.
He glared at Zuo Jing, who was huddled in the wheelchair, and shouted: "Let me out, or I will burn you alive!" The flames shot up along his fingertips and rushed towards Zuo Jing like a fire dragon.
go.
Zuo Jing suddenly bent down to dodge, but the flame ignited her hair and then burned her clothes. Zhang Wendong slapped the flame hard and finally extinguished it. However, Zuo Jing was already injured, she felt
Her back was burning with pain. She moaned in pain, tears and cold sweat mixed with her face.
Zhang Wendong punched the "Fire Man" on the chin, and then pinched his neck hard. "This is the Security Bureau, not a place where you can do whatever you want!"
"Fire Man" had difficulty breathing, and veins popped up on his face. He gasped and said with difficulty: "I just, just want to see my family."
"Zhang Wendong, let him go. You are not here to be a watchdog for Chen Zhaohuan. Everyone in this dungeon with special skills will be your helper in the future." A voice suddenly came from the bottom of Zhang Wendong's heart. He
After being stunned for a moment, his fingers gradually loosened.
"Get away!" "Fire Man" took advantage of his distraction and broke away suddenly, and a ball of fire quickly enveloped Zhang Wendong.
Although Zhang Wendong was wearing protective clothing and a helmet, he still felt like he was being burned.
Chen Zhaohuan rushed over from behind the "Fire Man". He punched the "Fire Man" on the back of the neck, and then threw him to the ground. The blazing flames burned his protective clothing, and Chen Zhaohuan already felt sultry.
It's unbearable. If it continues, his protective suit won't last long.
He shouted to Zuo Jing and Zhang Wendong: "I stopped him, you two, hurry up and find someone to put out the fire!" His arm was still in severe pain, and his flesh and blood stuck to his protective suit. If he moved even slightly,
, causing him unbearable pain.
"Fire Man" howled, he pushed away Chen Zhaohuan who was pressing on him, and strode to follow Zuo Jing and Zhang Wendong. "Let me go home! I want to go with you!"
Chen Zhaohuan hugged him hard from behind. He kicked the "Fire Man" in the calf, causing him to trip to the ground.
At this time, Zuo Jing was shivering in her wheelchair, her body shaking uncontrollably. She wanted to stand up and run for her life, but her legs were weak and weak.
"Fu Wei, put on your protective gear and escape with Zhang Wendong." Chen Zhaohuan took off his helmet and put it on Zuo Jing's head. He then began to take off his protective clothing, and his sleeves were tightly stuck to
On his bloody arm, he gritted his teeth and took off his clothes, and quickly put the protective clothing on Zuo Jing's body.
He urged: "Get dressed quickly."
Zhang Wendong hurriedly asked: "Then what should you do?"
Chen Zhaohuan quickly pushed Zuo Jing to the door and said, "Don't worry, I can handle it."
Zuo Jing was frightened and sweaty at the moment. She didn't know if she was affected by her emotions, but her disguise became a little unstable. She anxiously put her eyes to the detector next to the door, but her iris could not be passed.
Detection device.
Chen Zhaohuan looked at the "Fire Man" without fear and said: "Xiao Yu! Stop! Do you want everyone here to be buried in the sea of fire? Do you want everyone else to pay the price because of your anger?"
The "Fire Man" was now irritable and out of control. He closed his hands and gradually separated them, only to see a red fireball quickly attack Chen Zhaohuan.
Chen Zhaohuan quickly dodged. He picked up the iron rod standing on the wall, turned around and looked at the "Fire Man" who could no longer listen to the advice, and said in a deep voice: "Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being rude. Everyone else has turned their ears.
I covered it up tightly!"
"Fire Man" was horrified when he heard this, and realized what Chen Zhaohuan wanted to do. The remaining consciousness made him calm down a little, and he also raised his hands to cover his ears.
Chen Zhaohuan immediately stretched out his iron rod and hit the "Fire Man"'s arm hard. The flames spread to the top of the iron rod in the blink of an eye. He quickly dropped the hot iron rod, then opened his mouth and let out a low roar.
The roar was not sharp or high-pitched, but it gave Zuo Jing a splitting headache, as if her eardrums were vibrating. She covered her ears tightly, feeling dizzy.
The people in the dungeon showed pain on their faces. They trembled and covered their heads, pleading hastily: "Stop, stop!"
Du Yiping rushed to the iron railing and said in a hateful voice: "You yourself are a monster who attacks others with sound waves, and yet you imprison us! You really say one thing and do another. You guys are just... ah!" He didn't have time to finish his curse.
, he had to close his mouth in pain. He shook his head desperately, feeling that his consciousness was a little blurry. He murmured weakly: "You who have killed a thousand swords..."
The "Fire Man" who was closest to Chen Zhaohuan was even more affected. He squatted on the ground uncomfortably and felt his head was "buzzing". Not long after, he felt his consciousness gradually blurring, and the people in the dungeon groaned in pain.
It also gradually goes away.
"Damn it!" He gritted his teeth and looked at Chen Zhaohuan in front of him, with deep-seated hatred in his eyes. He endured the pain and suddenly stretched out his hand in the direction of Chen Zhaohuan. Red flames appeared from his fingertips.
When he stood up, a dazzling flame rose up and quickly approached Chen Zhaohuan.