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Chapter 561 Night Owl

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    When Liang Huihe and the shop gentry rushed back to Chinatown, the fire had already spread to the entire Chinatown, many of which had been burned to the ground, and the forklifts and individual soldiers of the Health Bureau had long since disappeared.  trace.

    Beside Liang Hui, an old man with white hair and beard in a melon skin hat saw the fire all over the sky, hissed his throat, rolled his eyes and passed out, Liang Hui hurriedly supported him, and called his subordinates: "Take some chairmen to rest, hurry up!  "

    ?The other gentry directors either wept or yelled at each other, completely losing their poise, but they were relentlessly engulfed in fire, and they were surrounded and dragged away by their subordinates.

    Liang Hui also only ordered his subordinates with a sullen face not to clash with foreigners, and to send people to evacuate the residents to reduce casualties.

    Zhen Lian's eyes were also reddened by the fire in front of her. She played tricks, and all the family property and floating wealth she earned with ignorance of conscience were ruined in the fire.

    The feeling was overwhelming, and Zhen Lian was stunned for a moment. He wanted to rush into the sea of ??flames to get his savings, but Liang Hui pulled him back. During the struggle, Liang Hui slapped Zhen Lian twice.  Only then did Zhen Lianxiao stop, staring at the fire with gloomy eyes.

    "A few dilapidated houses, if they are gone, they will be gone, as long as the people are still there."

    Liang Hui couldn't smell the salty taste in his mouth.

    He saw a few charred corpses under the burnt beams, and the corners of his eyes twitched.  He called his subordinates to come over and asked, "What about the one whose surname is Cha?"

    The subordinates shook their heads blankly: "There is a big fire, and I don't know where to go."

    Zhen Lian's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he asked, "Did you see Mr. Li?"

    The subordinates shook their heads again.

    Liang Hui sighed deeply: "It's useless for anyone to be here right now."

    "Then what shall we do?"

    Zhen Lian looked excited again.

    Liang Hui glanced at her: "Did you cry and ask others what to do in the past? They haven't been here for a few days, and you won't even live?"

    He faced the fire again: "Be patient for now."

    Huh?

    Liang Hui suddenly let out an exclamation. He saw a young man wearing thick leather and steel equipment rushing into the fire with red eyes.

    "The young? The young?"

    Liang Hui saw that young man had a good face, as if he had seen him somewhere before, so he yelled twice, but the other party was engulfed in fire in just an instant.

    Flames, thick smoke, Chang Yu burst into tears.  The heat burned his back through the iron and leather, and he just walked forward with red eyes.

    He relied on the water gun and machine arm that he modified on the spot with steam car parts to open the road roughly. The water mist and flame interweaved a large swath of steam, breaking through the most ferocious wall of fire on the outside, and the inside was full of thick smoke that could not be melted.

    Relying on his memory, Chang Yu walked the road that he had walked countless times, and his ears were filled with the crackling of flames burning the empty beams, and even he himself couldn't hear his own voice calling for swallows.

    The apartment in my impression was almost burned out, and the smell of the air was indescribable.  Falling down from the sky one after another, Chang Yu used the arm of the machine to pry open the carbonized beams, the blood bubbles in his throat bursting, and Chang Yu turned over the shocking charred corpses that had long been unrecognizable.  It's no longer here, maybe it's already in it But Chang Yu just half-kneeled on the ground, digging through the corpse frantically.

    Inadvertently, he flipped a broken bullet casing out of the rubble. The original shape of the bullet casing could no longer be seen, only a white slash and the three English letters enf could be vaguely seen.  Chang Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then, a burst of plasma rushed straight to the top of the sky. Before he could react, a ball of fire half suspended in the air hit Chang Yu's face, and he lost consciousness in the severe pain.

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    Chang Yu had a long dream. He traveled across the ocean and made a splash at the World Expo.  He wore a sharp suit and went to the receptions of the upper class, and refuted those arrogant people who smeared the Chinese face to face. He made a lot of money through his own patents. He bought the most expensive and extravagant fireworks.  A train ticket from Yuandu and a check for half a million dollars. He plans to use this money to fund education in his hometown. The ugly Qing government can only cultivate mediocre slaves and sophisticated bureaucrats, but he believes that the future of this land is much more than that.  .

    On the train returning home, he gently hugged the beautiful woman in a beautiful cheongsam, as if he had endless love conversations with her.

    Chang Yu kissed her passionately. Suddenly, thick smoke and flames rose from the body of the beautiful girl in front of him. The skin and flesh were instantly festered and blackened, and the empty eye sockets swallowed fire. Chang Yu felt a sharp pain on his face.  Immediately, he opened his eyes.

    He is still alive.

    He was lying in the tent where the wounded were rescued in the Chinese Guild Hall, smelling of sweat, soup and medicine, and??The pungent smell of alcohol rushed straight into the nostrils.

    "I've met you before. Your name is Chang Yu."

    Liang Hui sat on the ground, and there were endless groans in the tent.

    "You were looking for your girl before, right? But I don't think you succeeded. After all, no one can identify those charred corpses. Think about it from another angle, maybe the girl is still alive."

    Liang Hui comforted dryly, although he also scoffed at his own words in his heart.

    "You saved me?"

    When he made the sound, Chang Yu was surprised to find that his throat was burned out, and the sound he made was like a cat's paw scratching glass.

    "You are worth saving, you are a young man with a bright future."

    "Where's Li Yan?"

    Liang Hui shook his head: "My people are looking for the two of them everywhere, but there is no result."

    Chang Yu groaned and sat up to ask.

    "You should have heard the name of Hesheng. If you need anything in the future, you can always find me."

    Chang Yu ignored him, found a water basin, and looked at himself in the water.

    The bridge of the nose collapsed, and several large holes were burned through the cheeks, and the gums and even the tongue could be seen.  The festering scar pierced through his neck, making Chang Yu's face look like a ghost.

    "There is a shortage of wound medicine in Chinatown. I have already asked someone to treat the wound, but I am sorry."

    "No thanks, I have to go."

    Chang Yu stood up.

    "Wait, let's see this first."

    Liang Hui handed Chang Yu a thick book with a black cover and a golden stone: "These two things were found in the fire scene, but they were not destroyed.  This item has never been let go, I asked someone to read it, in addition to the strange characters, there are also many patterns of equipment, which may be useful, so I gave it to you, if you find them, you can return them for me."

    Chang Yu stared blankly at the book and stone in Liang Hui's hand for a while.

    Liang Huiruo looked at Chang Yu meaningfully: "Young man, you still have a long way to go, don't do stupid things."

    Chang Yu cast a gloomy look back at Liang Hui, took the things in his hand, turned and left.

    In the temporary tent with constant groans, there was only one sentence with a hoarse voice like an owl.

    "I have been smart for more than twenty years, sir." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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