Apocalypse Cockroach

This thought came to mind, not only did not find Brother Yun today, but it also damaged most of his subordinates. The culprit was Wan Qiang, who struggled in the flames. He saw Wan Qiang's body shadow, the joy in his heart dissipated, and his eyes became more shady. If he did not worry about Wan Qiang's strength, he was reluctant to extinguish the flames, imprison Wan Qiang, and cut a piece of meat and drink from him every day.

In the middle-aged view of YY, Wan Qiang broke a gap in the mesh at the final juncture, his hands pulled apart, the whole person stood from the flame, burning like a human fire column slowly out of the flame, from time to time flame fragments fell from him, where he walked, forming a small flame passage, like a demon of the opposite realm.

Wan Qiang's clothes were completely destroyed, the flesh was squeaked by the flame, Wan Qiang's hands erased the spark Mars on his head, opened his eyes, stared at the middle-aged view not far from him, with the small flame still burning on his body to flush the middle-aged view again, he was going to tear him apart.

“Mom, what the hell is he? ”

Little middle-aged Jing shouted and ran backwards. All his men followed behind. They fled in the direction of the grain bank, which was the strongest place here, where gasoline had previously been poured on, as the last killer, to spell with blood books.

Middle-aged Xiaojing's mind is dripping blood. This grain bank is all his principal money. Without the grain bank, he will be beaten back to his original shape. If Sun Kefu hadn't looked for him, he would have led him with huge interests and gathered other small forces. He wouldn't dare to use such a large home in exchange for a chance to kill Wan Qiang.

A pedestrian rushed into the grain warehouse, the middle-aged and small view led the way to the corner of the wall to jump into and out of the tunnel, the tunnel mouth was not big, the size of a water tank, the inside was smaller, he could only crawl inside, climbed over a distance of more than a dozen meters, behind him came a fierce heat, the screams rang behind him.

He doesn't have to look back. He knows that Wan Qiang broke into the grain store and started a fire.

“Boom..." behind the loud noise, with a strong metal sound, the tunnel slightly trembled, when the middle-aged and small scenic heart slightly relaxed, the last machine started.

The last organ is actually a steel door. For the safety of the grain bank, the middle-aged people took care to create something like an ancient 10,000 kilogram gate. Rockets can't necessarily be blown apart. At first, they were hanged at the door, dragged with countless fine hemp ropes, drizzled with gasoline, and when they encounter fire, these hemp ropes are burned.

The middle-aged man drilled out of the tunnel, his heart palpitated and looked in the direction of the grain bank, surrounded by flames, with a dark smoke, when he saw here, his heart let go slightly.

One of his men drilled out of the tunnel in darkness, and looked up with the middle-aged view. The personnel continued to increase. When two thirds of his men came out, no one appeared. The middle-aged view did not want to wait any longer. He ordered his men to pour all a barrel of gasoline into the tunnel.

The loud gasoline accumulated in the tunnel into a stream, flowing deep into the tunnel, one of the men took off his clothes and lit it, threw it in the tunnel, the flame burst out of the tunnel mouth into the sky, and the tongue several meters high dispersed around the surrounding people.

A few screams came from the tunnel, the scream was not long, the initial sound was extinguished, and the flames formed therein, without air, the sound could not be emitted.

Everyone knows what those screams are, nobody cares, they just care that they're alive, and as long as the middle-aged view pays off his reward, they'll be a wealthier group of people in the gathering place.

The grain bank burned in the flame, and after a short shout broke, the 10,000-kilogram gate was continuously struck, knocking and knocking, causing the wall cement coating near the gate to crack a gap.

The gap did not give the middle-aged man a palpitation. He knew the heel of the food warehouse, which used to be the warehouse for storing dangerous goods. All safety preceded, all kinds of materials were built at no cost. It can be said that they were built according to permanent construction. Eight meters tall buildings were prominent in the gathering place.

Half a mile later, the howling slowly calmed down, only the fire tongue could be seen spraying out of the ventilation window six meters above the ground, the fire tongue was clamped with smoke, the high temperature slowly softened the window frame, eventually melted.

The temperature that can melt the steel is not ordinary. When he sees this, the middle-aged view is completely relieved. This time, it is difficult not to die, but his heart is bleeding. This time, he can fold a lot.

Time slowly passed, the night slowly approached, the flames were still burning, but much smaller, the cracks on the walls slowly increased, baked at high temperatures, and the walls became brittle.

The smell of scorching smell in the air, smelling the smell, many of the poor people outside left saliva, which is the smell of food burning, some people watched in front of the door, saw the situation inside, and frightened back.

Middle-aged small scenery with people slowly approaching the burning grain store, the heart counts when the fire can be extinguished, made of whole steel, gradually deformed steel door suddenly comes out loud, steel door appears a deep raised, then huge connection, more and more raised, steel door like kneaded dough, slowly arched out of the door beam.

None of the people present responded, the steel door deformed without its original tightness, the door frame stuck to the steel door baked brittle at high temperatures, large chunks of bluestone fragments peeled off the wall.

“Ah..." someone shouted, turning to escape, shocked, the big steel door flew out, the wind with the "whoop” hit the ground to slide, plowed out a deep trench on the muddy land, the dirt rolled over, after the steel door stopped, only half was exposed, the other half deeply embedded in the ground.

The ground trembled, a tall figure crossed out of the grain bank, scorched black all over, forming a hard shell with black smoke, walking room, countless small black scorched shells fell from him, revealing the scarlet muscles inside, the muscle colors exposed to the light dimmed at visible speeds of the naked eye and turned into his previous skin colors.

That was Wan Qiang, he looked very miserable, but his appearance was even more frightening, his body was scorched black, his whole face burned, he didn't recognize his original five officials, maybe he was smoked, his eyes couldn't open, took a deep breath, he determined the position of several people through the taste of man.

Wan Qiang stuffed the two burnt grains in his hand into his mouth, muffled towards the middle-aged side of Xiaojing, the middle-aged side did not hesitate to turn around and flee, all the cards were lost, all the courage was exhausted, a shout-out was made, his men standing beside him also fled, they did not chase after the middle-aged side of Xiaojing, the basic business was gone, people were distracted, they had to plan a back road for themselves, there was no way out with the middle-aged side like a bereavement dog.