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Fu Bochong hugged Tan Guangxi almost subconsciously, rolled him into a room beside him, and then hugged him tightly in his arms, and almost the next moment, a huge explosion sounded, and countless Shards of glass scattered in the air.The turbulent heat swept across the entire corridor, and the blazing flames engulfed the people running in the corridor.

Fu Bochong held Tan Guangxi tightly in his arms. After a long time, he gently let go of the hand protecting the back of his neck and looked down at him: "How is it? Is there any injury?"

Tan Guangxi was still a little terrified and shook his head.

Fu Bochong rubbed his hair, looked outside, and the outside was already engulfed by raging flames: "First find a way to get out."

He looked around the room again and found that it was a small reception room.

Fu Bochong stood up and stretched out his hand to pull Tan Guangxi up: "Go, go through the side door inside."

The side door in the reception room leads directly to another corridor. Tan Guangxi and Fu Bochong walked around the reception room to the corridor at the other end, and found that this place was not engulfed by flames, but there was heavy smoke in the corridor.

He remembered that it was said in the textbook that the fire in a high-rise building will double in size every half a minute, and the smoke contains very strong poisonous gas, which will hinder the lungs from breathing. Most of the victims died not from the flames but from the poisonous smoke.

So even if this place has not been swallowed by flames, they must leave here as soon as possible.

Tan Guangxi coughed, and pointed towards the side of the corridor: "Go over there," he said, "Go to the evacuation ladder over there."

The two ran straight along the corridor, and when they passed a corner, they were suddenly blocked by a group of people.

I don't know if he smoked too much smoke just now, Tan Guangxi felt a tightness in his chest, he coughed twice in a low voice, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What are they doing?"

Fu Bochong shook his head: "I don't know."

He looked down at Tan Guangxi: "Can you hold on a little longer?"

Tan Guangxi nodded, and then walked forward with Fu Bochong.

The two walked forward for a while, and after struggling through the crowded crowd, they realized that the crowd was crowded at the elevator door, tearing each other to take the elevator downstairs.

Anyone who has a little common sense knows that they must not take the elevator when encountering a fire. The general elevator has an automatic protection device. Once a special situation occurs on a certain floor, the automatic protection device will be activated. It's like being roasted in an oven full of flames.

Tan Guangxi was anxious, and stepped forward to grab a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes who was about to squeeze into the elevator: "You can't take the elevator, it's too dangerous!"

However, the middle-aged man turned a deaf ear and continued to squeeze forward without paying any attention to him.

Seeing that he didn't listen to persuasion, Tan Guangxi hurried to persuade other people.

But the young man pushed him away: "Who the hell are you!"

Tan Guangxi's feet were unsteady, he was pushed staggered by that person, and was supported by Fu Bochong behind him.

"You can't save everyone," Fu Bochong paused, "Let's go."

92. Flame Hotel 15

◎It’s nothing, I just want to kiss you suddenly. ◎

Tan Guangxi looked at the group of people tearing and shoving each other and pushing forward, and saw a gray-haired old man who was standing in the front was squeezed out of the elevator by several young and strong people. come out.

And before he had time to help the old man, he was pushed and pushed away by several other people.

At this moment, Fu Bochong patted his arm, Tan Guangxi took a deep breath, and left with him.

When he turned the corner, he subconsciously glanced at the direction behind him again. The distinguished guests in suits and leather shoes had long since lost the elegant disguise they had been maintaining, revealing their undisguised brilliance.

Tan Guangxi and Fu Bochong continued to run forward along the direction indicated by the signs on both sides of the corridor. Just as they turned a corner again, they heard a loud bang from the direction below.

The sound of the explosion was muffled and heavy, apparently coming from the direction of several floors downstairs. This heavy explosion was followed by a booming sound of air flow, and the next moment, another cracking sound came from the direction behind him. It came, and then there was a loud cry and hiss.

Tan Guangxi stopped in his tracks and closed his eyes in pain.

Although he knew that all of this was false, seeing so many people lost their lives in the fire, he still felt very uncomfortable.

Besides, although everything in front of you is fake, what about what actually happened in reality?

Tan Guangxi felt uncomfortable for a while, then quickly opened his eyes: now is not the time to waste time, he calmed down his emotions, and continued to run forward with Fu Bochong.

And because of the explosion just now, thick smoke quickly rushed over.

Tan Guangxi tightly covered his mouth and nose, but still felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing.

If this continues, it won't be long before the two of them will be choked by the thick smoke.

While covering his mouth and nose, he looked around, and at the same time quickly searched for the information on the drawings in his mind. He remembered that there should be a security room at the corner of this floor.

He tried his best to look forward through the thick smoke, and suddenly his eyes lit up: it's there!

Tan Guangxi motioned to Fu Bochong, and the two of them slammed open the door of the security room and hid inside.

The security room was filled with thick smoke, but it was much better than the corridor outside. Tan Guangxi gave Fu Boxong a look, and signaled him to block the door frame with wet towels to delay the entry of the smoke, and then ran away. Go to the inner room of the security room and look for supplies for escape.

He first found two flashlights in the room - the building's power system was on the verge of failure, and it was uncertain when the entire building would experience a power outage. The flashlights were convenient for finding the exact route in the dark; Throw the stickers into his pocket - although he has clearly recorded the hotel's route map in his mind, it is always good to prepare a few more things that are convenient for marking the route.Afterwards, he rushed to the bathroom, took off his shirt and threw it into the sink, and then turned on the hand faucet above the sink: However, the faucet only dripped a few drops of water, and then there was no movement at all. The system has been broken.

Tan Guangxi looked around quickly, there was no water stored in the bathroom, then he raised the toilet lid almost without thinking, and was about to throw his clothes in when he was held down by a hand.

Tan Guangxi turned his head and saw that it was Fu Bochong.

Before he had time to explain too much to the other party, he said anxiously, "Take off your shirt too."

Fu Bochong's face was very ugly, and the veins on his forehead were bulging: "Are you going to use the water in it?"

"Otherwise?" Tan Guangxi knew that it was obvious that the young master's cleanliness had fallen again: "We are running for our lives."

Seeing that Fu Bochong was silent, he couldn't help but muttered: "What's wrong with the water in the toilet, it's just for you to pour on your body, and we happened to encounter a fire, if it were in the desert, let alone the water in the toilet You have to drink the urine of animals, I said that you are really pampered and used to not knowing the diseases of the world..."

He hadn't finished talking when he saw Fu Bochong walking straight to the corner of the bathroom, pressing his slender fingers somewhere, and then he heard a 'click', and a whole piece of ceramic tile originally mounted on the wall bounced. Open it, revealing a nearly one-meter-high groove inside.

Fu Bochong squatted by the groove, raised his head and looked at Tan Guangxi: "Every bathroom in the hotel has a specific water storage room." He paused: "The water storage room is not counted as an independent space or area, so you buy It may not have been marked in detail on the drawings."

Tan Guangxi's face turned red after talking about it.

God, he just wanted to find a crack in the ground.

He was thinking about which angle to find to hold his respect. Fu Bochong had already unscrewed the bottle cap of the mineral water bucket in the groove, and then gently poured water on Tan Guangxi's body, carefully wetting his hair and clothes.

Tan Guangxi's attention was still on the fact that he was found to be hacking the hotel system. He was hit too hard, so he didn't notice that he had been turned into a drowned rat.

Fu Bochong looked at Tan Guangxi's whole body, which seemed to be completely drenched, and his soft forehead drooped listlessly on his forehead, covering his eyes. He tossed his forehead aside.

Tan Guangxi was stunned for a moment, and by the time he realized it, Fu Bochong had withdrawn his hand and poured water from the bucket on himself.

He looked at Fu Bochong, who was pouring water on his body with a calm expression, and couldn't help thinking carefully: How did he know the blueprint of our hacked hotel?How much does he know besides blueprints?Did you know that Pei Ye's jewelry was stolen?Did you know that we stole the stolen jewelry?If he finds out, will he call the police?After all, the theft happened in the hotel, and he should be responsible as the owner of the hotel. What if he calls the police?Oh, since there is no 119, then there should be no 110, then the police cannot be called, and the hotel has been burned down, so he will not be responsible if he wants to get jewelry...

After Fu Bochong poured water on his body, he turned his head and saw that Tan Guangxi was still standing there in a daze, wondering what he was thinking.

He took a step forward and picked up Tan Guangxi's wrist. Tan Guangxi was thinking about calling the police 110 when his wrist was suddenly grabbed. He was startled and subconsciously retracted his wrist. But he was held down by Fu Bochong.

"Metals conduct heat," he said, moving the

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