"Then I'll wait to be the wife of the Minister of Public Security." Su Qin added with a smile.

"Ah, Meteor, make a wish quickly!" As he spoke, a white light flashed across the sky. Su Qin clasped her hands together in excitement. As soon as she finished making a wish, the Meteor disappeared.

When talking about the future, encountering meteors is considered a good sign by modern people, but Zhang Qi doesn't think so.

Meteors were viewed by the ancients as broom stars, representing bad luck. Zhang Qi became depressed when he made a wish to the bad luck star.

"Meteor, broom star, I don't believe this." Seeing Su Qin's excitement, Zhang Qi muttered, but he didn't say it too loudly. He didn't want to dampen Su Qin's enthusiasm. If he talks about this kind of thing again, Xinze

If you don't believe it, then there is nothing. If Su Qin believes it, then hope that the wish will come true. If Zhang Qi doesn't believe it, then just pretend that this broom star does not exist.

"Did you make a wish?" Su Qin looked at Zhang Qi's indifferent expression, reached out and pinched his arm, and asked with a pout.

Zhang Qi naturally nodded, expressing that he believed in the meteor making a wish.

Unfortunately, his expression didn't look like he had made a wish. Su Qin said angrily: "Forget it, it won't be the same if I make a wish."

"Same?" Zhang Qi thought strangely for a moment, shook his head and stopped thinking about such things, and then said: "It's very late, I'll take you back."

"Yes." Su Qin's face turned red, and she couldn't help but feel a little shy when she thought about her wish. Just following the topic, Su Qin made a wish to be the wife of the Minister of Public Security in the future. In her opinion, she would marry Zhang Qi in the future.

She is the wife of the Minister of Public Security, so Zhang Qi is naturally the Minister of Public Security, the highest official in the police.

Getting up and walking back to the villa, Zhang Qi rarely took the initiative to extend his arm for Su Qin to hold. What was even more rare was that Zhang Daxia actually found a topic.

"Well, the moon is very bright tonight!" Zhang Qi said, thinking that this topic suited the situation, but the atmosphere was quickly ruined by him, "No, it's too bright over there in the hotel."

When the two of them were sitting on the bridge, their backs were to the hotel, but when they turned around, they could clearly see the abnormal brightness in the direction of the hotel.

"Was it lost?" Zhang Qi asked uncertainly, and quickly took a few steps to the right. Sure enough, he saw the hotel where Yang Feng lived bursting into flames. "How long have you been away before it caught on fire?"

"What should I do?" Su Qin followed Zhang Qi and saw the hotel on fire. She could vaguely see some small black spots on the roof. She didn't know whether they were buildings or people waiting for rescue.

"I'll take you back first and then go take a look. Yang Feng still lives there." After Zhang Qi finished speaking, he smiled at Su Qin. Unable to resist her objection, he took Su Qin's hand and walked quickly to the villa.

, after arriving at the door of the villa, turned around and left.

The hotel is about a few kilometers away from Linjiang Community. According to Zhang Qi's speed, it will take about ten minutes to run.

On the way to the hotel, Zhang Qi also received a call from Zhan Li asking about the situation. When Zhang Qi arrived at the hotel, the fire had become so fierce that it could not be controlled in a short time.

Fortunately, the hotel's escape system was well developed, and the guests and staff were all safe. Just as Zhang Qi was looking for Yang Feng in the crowd, his cell phone rang again.

The phone screen displayed Yang Feng's name.

After pressing the answer button, bursts of coughing and two people talking came from inside.

"Awen, why? I feel like a brother to you, why do you do this?" Yang Feng's voice sounded.

Then came Wen Ping's slightly crazy voice: "A Feng, I'm dying. Do you know that I'm dying? I don't trust you. I want to take you away. Only I can take good care of you."

"Awen, it's just mid-stage gastric cancer. The cure rate is over 60%. You don't need to do this! Listen to me, let's go to the roof for help?" Yang Feng was standing in the living room at this time, with Wen Ping opposite him holding a pistol in his hand.

Pointing at him, with a sickly red color on his face.

Sure enough, at this time, Wen Ping was already crazy, and he started to get a little hysterical, "A Feng, I like you, do you know? For you, I divorced, and I have taken care of you meticulously for more than ten years. I am so scared, I

I'm afraid that when I get down there, I won't be able to see you again."

When Zhang Qi heard this, he already understood the situation. Yang Feng was in danger. Zhang Qi, who owed Yang Feng a favor, ignored the advice of the firefighters at the door of the hotel, poured a bucket of water on himself, and rushed in.

The conversation between Yang Feng and Wen Ping continued to come from the phone, but more of Wen Ping was talking to himself.

"Look, do you like this kind of big scene? I am a competent agent, right? I have prepared such a big scene for you, and tomorrow's news headlines will definitely be yours," Wen Ping said.

Yang Feng roared: "You are crazy!"

"I'm not crazy! First we held a concert, then our manager was poisoned and hospitalized, and then we all died in a sea of ​​fire. What a perfect ending. This kind of thing can be hyped for a long time. Every year from now on, everyone will remember us and you, everyone.

Star Yang Feng.”

"It turns out it's really you! Captain Zhang is right, it was you who gave the poison..."

Zhang Qi had already rushed to the floor where the fire broke out. The cell phone signal started to be intermittent, so he was distracted. Zhang Qi put the cell phone back into his pocket.

As the saying goes, water and fire have no mercy. At the scene of a fire, a slight negligence can lead to death on the spot. Even if you are cautious, you can only try your best to get the chance of escape. Most of them are resigned to fate.

But rushing into a fire scene alone when the fire is at its peak is definitely an act of committing suicide, as Zhang Qi was doing at this moment.

The first is the temperature. If you are an ordinary person, you will be cooked as soon as you enter, let alone running for life and seeking help. The second is the smoke, which is the number one killer of fire. Many people die from inhaling a large amount of smoke.

Rather than being burned to death.

If you accidentally encounter some iron products that are close to being red-hot, and you feel a moment of pain, unless you fall and are engulfed by the fire, it will still be regarded as smoke from your ancestral graves. Even if you escape carefully and take all protective measures, you will still be injured.

There are falling buildings.

These things don't have eyes, the ones above them will fall down, and the ones under their feet will collapse. It's just like the end of the world.

Therefore, even if Zhang Qi walks into a fire scene, it is still very dangerous. Of course, if the fatal danger is too great, Zhang Qi will not stupidly run in and be a hero.

Being an innate master, turtle breath and the like are too sci-fi, but he can still hold his breath for a long time. In addition, he uses his full energy and performs Qinggong carefully at every step. Zhang Qi ran up the stairs without any danger.

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The most dangerous thing was to run past the two floors where the fire was the most intense. Zhang Qi rushed over after being hit by a few bricks.

The next few floors were relatively easy to walk, and Zhang Qi's speed was much faster. After five or six minutes, Zhang Qi finally ran to the door of the suite where Yang Feng lived.
Chapter completed!