Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

Until someone came downstairs excitedly with the chips he won, ready to enjoy another extreme happiness, he stepped into the elevator without any preparation.

The scalding hot elevator gave him an unforgettable experience. His screams resounded through the sky, which alarmed the gamblers who were in a frenzy.

The convenient ventilation equipment came with billowing smoke. The open elevator was like the abyss of a monster, and no one dared to get close.

And the worst part is that, to maintain confidentiality, the only access to the two underground floors is by elevator.

At that time, Jiao Tianyou was in his office on the third floor, leisurely listening to opera, tasting red wine, and waiting for the fruits of victory.

When the phone rang, he opened the cover impatiently: "Hello?"

"What?" Hearing that both -2 and -1 floors were on fire, he was horrified.

"Call 119 to put out the fire! Idiot!" Just as he was about to hang up the phone, he cursed again: "Wait, you can't make a phone call!" If the call is made, wouldn't this underground world be exposed?

But if we don’t fight, who will put out the fire? Jiao Tianyou’s legs went limp, and he sat on the ground, muttering to himself, “It’s over, it’s all over!”

As soon as the fire started here, the fire trucks, medical vehicles, and police cars that had been prepared for a long time all came rumbling over.

All kinds of media heard the news and flocked to the door of Chunfengxuan, conducting extensive interviews and reports.

What puzzled the medical staff was that all the injured, regardless of whether they were seriously injured or not, were men who came to consume the food, and despite the huge fire, no one died.

As for the ladies who hid, they were unharmed and at most inhaled some smoke and dust.

So only Jiao Tianyou suffered heavy losses.

The firefighters had the same doubts as them. They had just entered the fire scene and had not started to take any action.

Under their eyes, the blazing fire suddenly shrank like a spirit, and then the flame turned into a puff of green smoke and went out.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. After such a big show, is this it?

Before the medical and fire services arrive

The fire spread rapidly at the scene and people rushed to escape. When they found that they could not escape, they broke down and wailed.

Zhang Hui looked at the crowd coldly, and suddenly felt that Sister Hua's room was too quiet and began to feel suspicious.

She kicked out of Sister Hua's room, but found it empty. She couldn't help but frowned. Sister Hua was not here.

She had clearly used her spiritual sense to investigate when she arrived at Chunfengxuan ten minutes ago.

She pulled out a piece of paper and the crane folded into shape in her hands.

The paper crane was searching for the trail, leading the way slowly ahead. Halfway through, it suddenly fell from the sky.

Zhang Hui picked it up and checked it, and found that the spiritual power of the paper crane had been exhausted.

She hurriedly injected spiritual energy into it, and the paper crane flapped its wings slightly twice before striking again.

Zhang Hui was anxious and angry. The paper crane failed to deliver at the critical moment. She could not keep it and had to fold another one.

In a few seconds, she folded one, injected spiritual energy into it, and made a spell! The paper crane raised its head and flapped its wings.

The next moment, the joy on Zhang Hui’s face froze, and the paper crane flapped its wings twice, then stopped moving again!!!

This? She had never encountered such a situation before. Zhang Hui stepped forward, pinched the two wings of the paper crane, and observed it carefully, but did not find anything wrong.

Forget it, I won’t use this thing. I originally wanted to save some effort and directly use the paper crane to track the tracking talisman on Sister Fang, but I didn’t expect such a change to happen.

It is better to use spiritual consciousness. The worst that can happen is that after the spiritual consciousness is exhausted, you can just rest for a few more days.

She closed her eyes and let her consciousness wander. Under the flickering light of the fire, the panicked crowd looked no different from a flock of chickens invaded by a dog.

There was indeed no one in the room where Sister Hua was staying. In the other rooms, the girls obediently hid under the bed.

Hmm... there is a familiar woman who is trapped under the overturned sofa and seems to be unconscious. Isn't this the woman who passed by Sister Fang?

Zhang Hui exerted force and flipped the sofa to one side. She checked the woman and found that she was just fainted by the smoke and there was nothing serious.

"Hey, wake up!" She patted the woman's face mercilessly. After a few pats, the woman woke up slowly.

Before he was fully awake, he asked dazedly, "What's wrong?"

"It's on fire!" Zhang Hui's words made her jump up and down, and she pushed herself on the ground with her hands and tried to run away.

"Hey, wait."

The woman then realized that someone was grabbing her arm and she couldn't escape.

She looked at Zhang Hui tremblingly and found that he was a stranger: "Why are you holding me? Why don't you run for your life?"

"Where is Sister Hua?" Zhang Hui asked coldly.

The woman was stunned when she heard this: "Sister Hua? I don't know, she should be in her room."

"There's no one in her room! Where were you before the fire? Was she with Sister Fang?" Zhang Hui continued to ask.

"I was at the bar, who knows if they were together or not, I didn't notice."

She was careless! She should have caught Sister Hua directly before setting the fire.

Zhang Hui let the woman go, closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to scan Sister Hua's room again. Everything inside was clearly visible, and the long and thin insects in the cracks between the bricks under the floor were running around like crazy.

Not here! Not here! Not here either!

Huh? etc……

When she accidentally glanced at the place where the paper crane had just landed, she saw a woman lying quietly under the messy tables and chairs.

No wonder the paper crane stopped here and didn’t move. It turned out that it found Sister Fang.

Yes, under the cluttered table, Sister Fang was fainted on the ground.

The tables and chairs covered her figure, and the noisy surroundings concealed her breathing, so Zhang Hui did not notice her just now.

Feeling quite depressed, Zhang Hui overturned the tables, chairs, benches and other debris and dragged Sister Fang out.

She slapped her without any hesitation. The flesh on Sister Fang's face trembled a few times and her eyelashes twitched, indicating that she was about to wake up.

The moment she saw Zhang Hui's face clearly, her pupils dilated instantly and then quickly returned to normal.

Zhang Hui knew that she recognized him, so he asked directly, "Where is Sister Hua?"

"I don't know." She shook her head and looked honest. Zhang Hui's voice became even colder: "Really? Then do you want to be like Brother Gen?"

Fang Jie shuddered. Brother Gen? Like him? According to gossip, when Brother Gen was arrested, he was covered in blood, and he was the one who arrested himself.

But she really didn't know that the female villain in front of her was not easy to mess with, and Sister Hua was not easy to mess with either. She had a very miserable life.

"I really don't know, I swear!" Seeing that the female villain was still full of doubt, Sister Fang was about to cry.

"I swear on my son's life, I really don't know where Sister Hua has gone." Sister Fang hardened her heart and used her son to block her.

Zhang Hui thought silently: He even used his son's life to swear on this, so it seems to be true. Did this Sister Hua escape from under his nose again?

The second floor of Chunfengxuan, five minutes ago.

Sister Hua was feeling distressed and depressed. She tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep, so she decided to go to the second floor to have some fun.

Bars and dance floors have always been a good place to find romance.

Under the colorful lights, bodies are swaying wildly, powerful drum beats are deafening, eyes are blurred, brains are intoxicated by alcohol, and men and women are laughing.

Sister Hua drank one cup after another, and when she was half drunk, the alarm sounded. Her brain, anesthetized by alcohol, was sensitive to the fact that something was wrong, and then she took advantage of the chaos to leave quietly.