Oil barrel.

All the oil drums piled up in the room...

There must be at least a dozen and a half man-sized oil drums piled up in the room. Even if the lids were not opened, Qianye could smell a pungent smell the moment he opened the door.

The value of these oils is not low, and it is not something that can be purchased for tens of thousands of dollars if sold.

This gang of racing gangs has no specific source of income. Most of them rely on financial support from their parents, and they have been living a chaotic life with no income and no goals.

Unless every family is at least like Yang Ming, who can directly give a car as a gift when he turns 18, it would be a bit illogical to hoard such fuel...

"What smells so pungent?"

Su Zao, who was standing behind, took a step forward to take a look out of curiosity. He was also shocked by the oil drum in front of him. He had no idea that this ordinary third floor would hide so many treasures.

"You speedsters still have the habit of hoarding gas?" Qianye turned around and asked Yang Ming.

In fact, Yang Ming himself didn't like the word "racing" very much, but thinking about the current situation, he still refrained from getting angry at Qianye, and instead focused on the oil drums in the room.

only.

As a person involved, he was frightened by these oil barrels.

He had no idea what was going on. Gasoline was being stored on the third floor. No one had ever said anything about it...

"I...I don't know, they didn't tell me."

"Why is there so much oil here?"

Yang Ming's face was full of shock. He didn't understand what was going on. Judging from his expression, it didn't look like he was fake. It seemed like he was telling the truth.

"You have occupied the garage for so long, and you don't know where the oil comes from? Aren't you the leader here?" Su Zao turned his head in disdain, obviously he didn't want to believe Yang Ming.

"No, I really don't know."

"Gas stations don't sell oil separately. If you want to get oil, you can only pump it directly from the car. With so much oil...how many cars do you have to pump? We are originally playing with cars.

, how can you get the oil out? Doesn’t it look like you have nothing to do?”

Yang Ming explained.

He was also very confused about this matter. Logically speaking, he would be reported to him if anything happened next, and because the living conditions were very tight, even if a screw was missing, it would not be scratched from his ear.

There's no way he wouldn't know about such a big thing as hoarding gasoline right now...

"Could it be that...someone is doing this secretly without telling me?"

"He quietly stole the gasoline, put it here, and then sold it when the time was right?"

Yang Ming had such a guess in his mind.

Of course, it's not his fault. After all, when it comes to stealing oil, the first thing that comes to mind is selling it for money. Otherwise, why would you keep these things? Can they be used for drinking?

In reality, there are even careers created by stealing oil. Some people’s main source of income is to steal oil from large trucks and sell it for money. These people are collectively called oil guzzlers, and they are the most annoying thing for many large truck drivers.

The guy...

"So, there is a fuel rat among my people?"

"Damn it, what can't you tell me? Steal oil secretly, and if I catch you, I'll beat you to death!"

Yang Ming cursed after reacting.

Fortunately, he didn't see the tragic situation in the office on the second floor. He didn't know that the little brother he was cursing here about beating him to death had actually died tragically.

All right.

The reason for stealing oil is not important now...

After discovering these oil barrels, Qianye was at least certain of one thing, that is, the fire in the Yong'an garage was most likely caused by these oil barrels.

It is neither unusual nor unusual to kill so many people because of greed. There are many similar incidents. What Qianye is currently concerned about is how to escape from this ghost place.

"If the fire was caused by so much oil accumulating here, then...if these oil barrels are disposed of, can we prevent this tragedy from happening and escape from here?"

Chino speculated like this.

Regarding the rules of the horror world, that's probably it.

Having experienced so many horror world scripts, even though he has never used the rules, he doesn't understand them.

However, just when Qianye thought of this, there was a sudden thump next to him, interrupting his thoughts...

That was when Yang Kaixin fell to the ground.

The other party seemed to be in a very bad condition, his lips were so pale that there was no trace of blood in them, his hands were scratching on his neck, and his mind seemed to be a little clouded.

"Hot, so hot..."

She whispered.

Only then did Qianye realize that the temperature at this time was much higher than before. The surrounding air seemed to have been roasted by fire. When he stretched out his hand to touch the air, it felt like a heat wave was rolling through his hands.

Wang Qingqing's condition is no better than that of Yang Kaixin. Although she is holding back her composure and standing there, the sweat on her head has betrayed her, and her hair, which is almost soaked, seems to be able to shake out water.

The eyelids she held up were also extremely heavy...

The two girls wore a lot of clothes. Due to gender relations, it was not easy for them to take off their outer clothes, so the heat they endured during the whole process was higher than that of Qianye Suzao and Yang Ming.

Seeing this scene, Qianye frowned and reminded Wang Qingqing that it was only right to ask the other party not to pay attention to his image and to quickly take off his outer clothes to dissipate heat.

"This place is extremely hot. If you can't stand it, take off your clothes quickly. Don't think about the relationship between men and women. If you really care about it, just leave the bottom clothes on."

Upon hearing this, Wang Qingqing immediately took off her coat. She had been extremely hot for a long time, and now she just hoped to have a mouthful of cool water to drink.

After Yang Ming saw Yang Kaixin's state, he also stepped forward to help her take off her coat. At this time, he had to worry about his image. He didn't know what the two girls were thinking.

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The heat has risen so abnormally.

Taking off your clothes may provide some relief, but that's about it.

Yang Ming was also sweating profusely from the heat. Even though he didn't do any strenuous exercise, he felt extremely tired and kept breathing heavily...

"We don't have much time left. I'm afraid the temperature in this garage will continue to rise. If we don't want to die here, we have to get rid of these oil drums quickly." Qianye reminded.

The oil drums in front of us are not a problem that can be solved in a short time. If we want to deal with all the accumulated oil, everyone will have to move.

"Dispose of oil drums?"

"What does this have to do with the heat here?"

Yang Ming didn't understand the meaning and asked in confusion.

"Anyway, if you don't want to die in the heat, just do it here. I also want to live, so there's no need to lie about this kind of thing."

Chino didn't intend to explain in detail.

Time was pressing at the moment, so he used a more convincing argument.

He didn't want to die, and there was no more suitable reason than this. No matter how doubtful he was, Yang Ming still chose to believe Qianye. He felt that the other party would not make a joke at this time...

There are actually eighteen barrels of oil in total.

Each bucket is half a person's height. Except for one of them, which is only half filled, the rest of the buckets are fully filled. In terms of weight, even an adult can hardly lift it. It is difficult for two people to lift it.

"Where are these oils going to be disposed of?" Yang Ming stretched his head and looked at the amount of gasoline stored. His head was a little confused, wondering where to get so much oil.

"Aren't you guys playing with cars?"

"In such a big garage, you should have a car to park, right? Put all the gasoline in the car first. If it can't be filled, then think of other ways." Qianye said.

Yes, there is a car...

Yang Ming suddenly thought of this.

The lobby on the first floor of Yongan Garage is specifically divided into two areas. The first one is near the door, which is specially used for car washing and repair, which is the only way to enter the garage.

There is another one for parking cars. It is behind the stairs on the ground floor. The entrance is about three meters wide. It was originally blocked by a rolling shutter door, but it was later demolished due to other reasons. It is now covered by a piece of cloth.

live......

"Yes, our cars are parked on the first floor!" Yang Ming said immediately after thinking of this.

"That's okay, let's drag the oil down now and try to put the oil in the car as quickly as possible."

Qianye said, at the same time he also walked into the room, preparing to come out with the half-filled oil drum first.

Not to mention, this thing is really heavy...

Perhaps he overestimated his own strength, or perhaps underestimated the weight of these oil barrels. Even though Qianye tried his best, he could only push the oil barrels to slide on the ground.

When it comes to hugging someone, it's simply unrealistic without a strong focus.

"Trouble."

Qianye wiped the sweat from his forehead. The surrounding temperature was getting higher and higher. He could already feel the discomfort of this sweltering heat, and even his breathing was partially hindered.

It's so difficult to get half a barrel.

The filled oil drum is even more difficult to move from the second floor to the first floor. You must know that the corridor is only so wide. Even if two people walk by, they have to turn sideways. If we want to hold the oil drum together,
To be continued...