"Let's go!"
The temperature was getting higher and higher. Now, fanning was useless as there was not much cool air around.
Under the fire, the entire workshop was turbid and even filled with poisonous gas.
The high temperature roasted the two of them. Although Mo Qiong's operation made them suffer the lightest heat, it had almost reached the limit of ordinary people's endurance.
This fire, who knows how many wax figures were burned to death. Mo Qiong did not count. Anyway, within his field of vision, there were not many wax figures that could move. They were all standing there like lava monsters.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry … cough cough cough …"
Mo Qiong pulled the brown-haired man and hurriedly ran away. The brown-haired man was also uncomfortable from the choking. His eyes were watery as he stared at the painting.
On the way to the door, they encountered scattered wax figures. With a swing of the muzzle, they directly died.
Now, it was not the wax figures that were in trouble, but the fire.
In order to prevent the wax figures from running away, he also set a fire at the gap. At this moment, the road was on fire and smoke was billowing. They had to rush over.
"Qiong! I can't see it anymore! " The brown-haired man's eyes were red and bloodshot. He really could not help but blink. He could see the terrifying figure turning back frame by frame.
"Don't worry about it! You go out first, I will burn the painting! "Hearing this, Mo Qiong pulled the brown-haired man and wanted him to leave first. Then, he would take the opportunity to banish the painting.
It was not difficult to rush through the fire. They were not reserved people. As long as they closed their eyes and steeled their hearts, they would definitely be able to rush through and nothing would happen.
They were not wax figures. Living people would not be burned so easily. At most, their hair and clothes would be burned, but it was easy to put out.
Moreover, Mo Qiong could easily sweep away all the burning things and make a path. This way, they would not be burned by the fire. At most, they would be roasted.
But … it was impossible for the brown-haired man to rush through with his eyes open.
After Mo Qiong finished speaking, the brown-haired man stared at him and pushed Mo Qiong's back. "No! You can't! I can do it, I can hold on! "
He was obviously scared. Not bringing the painting? Go first? This was equivalent to releasing 382. He had already been warned by Lan Baishe and knew how terrifying 382 was. At this moment, he would definitely not allow Mo Qiong to mess around.
However, even if he was determined, Mo Qiong would not let him mess around.
What a joke, rushing through the fire with his eyes open? Do you think you are a Saiyan?
"You go out first. Leave the painting to me!" Mo Qiong took down the painting and said.
The brown-haired man said anxiously, "No, this painting can't be destroyed. Believe me, I can do it. This painting is also an indestructible shield. Believe me!"
"Oh?" Mo Qiong thought that if the painting was destroyed, the anomaly's main body would come out.
Now, it seemed that this was not the case, as it could not be destroyed. It was an anomaly, and the figure inside was only a part of it.
Anomalies were multifaceted, so the fact that this painting couldn't be destroyed meant that someone had to constantly monitor it, but at the same time, because it couldn't be destroyed, it could also be considered an indestructible shield.
The brown-haired man pressed his face against the painting and glared at the back of the figure. He braced himself and rushed out.
Mo Qiong didn't waste any more words. He protected him as they ran out. He even used his mouth to blow away the scorching hot smoke. He was helping him, and also helping himself.
After the painting passed through the fire, it did not become hot at all. It remained at an ice-cold temperature.
The brown-haired man stuck his eyes to it, ensuring that the front would not be hit by the hot smoke. In addition, he was also blowing on himself, so he actually insisted on running out.
"We're out!"
Mo Qiong brought the brown-haired man out and immediately told him to rest.
The brown-haired man rubbed his eyes and excitedly said: "We're out! We're out! Ahahaha! "
Mo Qiong laughed and told him to rest for a bit before handing it back to him.
"This self-control …"
Perhaps the brown-haired man wasn't very capable, but after being trained as a D-class, his will to live was indisputable, otherwise, he wouldn't have lived to this day.
The brown-haired man closed his eyes and rested for a few dozen seconds before he finally regained his strength. It was easy to imagine how much pain he was in just now. To be able to overcome this kind of instinct was already an extraordinary ability.
The task of watching over the painting was left to the brown-haired man. After all, Mo Qiong was obviously stronger than him.
"Ah … these wax figures were also burned to death. Was it Xiao Feng's group …" Mo Qiong walked along the corridor and saw quite a few burnt wax figures that stretched far into the distance.
After walking for a while, Mo Qiong didn't see Xiao Feng, so he grabbed the back of Xiao Feng's head.
"You keep an eye on them, I'll contact Xiao Feng"
Although Xiao Feng didn't have a communicator, his eyeball was there. Mo Qiong holding it while running towards him was the same as looking straight into Xiao Feng's eyes.
"Xiao Feng, you guys left first? Are you still on the negative tenth floor? If not, blink, "Mo Qiong said to the eyeball, purposely making the shape of his mouth obvious.
Soon, the eyeball blinked continuously, indicating that it wasn't on the negative tenth floor.
Mo Qiong said again, "Okay, you guys stay where you are and don't move. Wait for me to find you guys!"
"Blink thrice if you understand."
The eyeball immediately blinked thrice. Just like that, the two of them completed their communication.
Mo Qiong passed the back of his head to the brown-haired man, allowing him to continue staring at the painting with the eyeball. Mo Qiong rubbed the burnt hair on his head and located Xiao Feng's position.
…
At this moment, Xiao Feng was already motionless. Long before Mo Qiong contacted him, he already knew about the huge commotion over there through the back of his head.
Fire! Thick smoke! High temperature!
Xiao Feng and the golden-haired man fought their way to the stairwell, using the stairs to reach the negative ninth floor. Along the way, Xiao Feng didn't forget to pay attention to what was happening in the laboratory.
This was because his eyeball was held in the brown-haired man's hand and was placed in front of the painting, staring at the back of the figure.
Although he couldn't see anything else through the corner of his eye, the fact that his eyes could keep staring at the painting meant that the two of them were fine. It was equivalent to constantly reporting their safety.
When his eyeball fell to the ground, rolled to the side, was stepped on by the wax figurine, or silently stared at the ceiling in a corner, it meant that Mo Qiong and the rest were done for.
He originally thought that Mo Qiong wouldn't be able to fight his way out, but through some minor details, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be a big fire there.
He suddenly realized that Mo Qiong didn't give up on breaking out. He found the fuel in the engine room and was doing something big.
"No way, he's planning to burn the wax figurines? There are so many wax figurines, how can he spare the energy to do it alone? " Xiao Feng was shocked and hurriedly stopped the golden-haired man. The two of them huddled in the stairwell, one observing from a distance and the other listening to the broadcast.
Unfortunately, the brown-haired man was too responsible. Other than the intense running earlier where Xiao Feng could see the two of them climbing on the table and Mo Qiong kicking the oil bucket, he couldn't see what happened after that. He could only guess through the smoke and fire.
He couldn't see the spectacular scene of the big fire, he could only stare at the back of the figure …
"Mo Qiong didn't choose to stay in the laboratory, he's trying to get out …"
"Can he succeed?"
Xiao Feng, who couldn't see clearly, waited anxiously. He hoped that Mo Qiong would be able to fight his way out, but it was too difficult.
So what if he set the fire? They also used fuel, but they knew the difficulty of it. It was too difficult to burn.
Unless they could create a huge fire that spread throughout the whole place, they would still be able to complete the encirclement even if they lit some wax figurines.
If they poured the fuel in one place, there would be many places that couldn't be burned. The wax figurines wouldn't be stupid enough to stand in the fire wall and let him burn them.
"But if he pours the fuel everywhere, isn't he afraid of burning himself?" The golden-haired man was shocked.
Xiao Feng said, "He already did that. Oh my god, I feel that my vision is getting blurry. The temperature over there is very high!"
"Is he crazy? Is he trying to perish together with us?"
The two of them were stunned. A small fire was useless, a big fire was useful, but wasn't he afraid of death? They were in the middle of the encirclement. If the whole workshop was on fire, wouldn't they be burned in the fire too?
"What is he doing!" Xiao Feng knew that Mo Qiong wanted to break out of the encirclement so badly that he used such a dangerous method to put himself in the fire.
If Mo Qiong used his gun honestly, with his shooting skills, it wouldn't be a problem for him to prevent the wax figurines from touching him. It was just a matter of how long he could last.
But now that he set such a big fire, what was the difference between perishing together with them?
"Wait … wait a minute! Damn it! "
"The fire is burning my eyes! This is … "
"What? Out? "
In the thick smoke and heat, although Xiao Feng didn't feel any pain, he could feel the harsh environment.
Then the two of them passed through the fire, which was so hot that he couldn't help but blink. Of course, it wasn't because of the smoke, but because he was scared.
But then he was stunned because the oil painting was handed over to Mo Qiong, and he could see that the two of them were in the corridor.
They rushed out of the fire.
"They really made it out!" Xiao Feng jumped out in surprise. Although he didn't know how they did it, it must have been thrilling.
"Could it be that they directly endured the heat inside, waited for the wax figurines to melt, and then rushed out? Isn't that too cruel? Did they forcefully kill the wax figurines? "
“nice！ Let's wait for them, they are coming! "
The two of them were very surprised. Mo Qiong set a big fire to burn through the encirclement, and he actually managed to escape with the brown-haired man.
The wax figurines must have suffered heavy losses, otherwise the two of them wouldn't have been able to escape.
This meant that the two of them relied on a big fire that burned both their enemies and themselves, and then forcefully killed the wax figurines that were easier to melt.
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