"It's on fire..."

The howling roar in the crowd scared everyone. Even the madman and the constable who were chasing each other on the street stopped. People soon discovered that thick smoke was coming out of the main hall of the yamen.

Thick smoke rolled, surging through the cracks of the door and windows, and rushed straight into the sky. The black smoke was like a peerless demon coming to the world, and water and fire were ruthless. Especially in this era when the stove was created and candles were lighted, people were killed in the flames and smoke almost every day, so people were extremely afraid of fire.

The smoke became more and more, and it kept coming out. In an instant, the wall paper burned, and soon the entire window frame appeared, and more thick smoke surged out, rushing straight into the sky, covering the sky like dark clouds.

"Ah, it's on fire, put out the fire, put out the fire soon." Mr. Huang was the first to react and pointed to the lobby and shouted loudly.

Han Jianren was slightly stunned and shouted anxiously: "Extinguish the fire soon, my silk is still in the lobby."

When they heard about Silk, they were excited, but facing the brisk fire that devoured life, they were in the yamen again. Although some people were in their hearts, they did not dare to take the double risk to take advantage of the fire to rob.

Everyone stood outside the door, watching the smoke rolling and the flames rushing, but no one dared to step forward. Huang Yuanwai and Han Jianren were so anxious that they seemed to be burning with fire. Liu Liwa shouted slowly: "Where are the constables? Extinguish the fire quickly!"

The constables responded in unison, and Mr. Huang finally breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, the constable was about to retreat, and the knife-holding madman who had been surrounded by them suddenly jumped up, screamed strangely, kicked a constable to the ground, and then slashed out a sharp knife, cutting off a piece of the water and fire stick in the constable's hand, which scared the constable backwards repeatedly.

The detectives were about to abandon the madman and busy rescue him, but in the blink of an eye, they were knocked down by the madman, which was beyond people's expectations. At this time, the madman was really crazy, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, one person rushed through the crowd of many detectives, dancing wildly among the kitchen knife. Soon several more detectives fell to the ground, but they were not overwhelmed by the madman, or they were scratched by the kitchen knife.

But despite this, the detective did not dare to take it lightly, because the madman was not responsible for his actions. So, he was taking the kitchen knife to slash a detective's head. Seeing that the detective was about to die, the madman staggered and tilted his body. He didn't cut it up, but he hit the detective with his shoulder.

At this moment, all the constables became nervous. Even if they didn't arrest him, they had to take into account their own safety. They held water and fire sticks, besieged the madman in public, and began to encircle and suppress him.

The madman is like a loach, dodging left and right, and although his movements are embarrassed, he is never hurt.

More than 20 constables were all dragged by a madman holding a knife. The fire in the yamen lobby became more and more prosperous, and the window frames were burning. Han Jianren kept shouting: "Put the fire, put out the fire quickly, my silk, that's my life!"

He roared anxiously, rushed into the crowd, and told him when he saw someone: "Please, go and save him with me, please..."

Naturally, people would not take the risk to help him put out the fire, and the constable was dragged by the madman. Seeing that the fire was getting stronger and stronger, many people sighed. It was silk worth 300,000 taels of silver, and silk was the most afraid of fire, so it might have turned into ashes.

"No..." At this moment, Mr. Huang suddenly let out a loud roar. Although he was not young, his body was still strong. His whole body turned into a gust of wind. He rushed to the hall of the yamen without any hesitation, pierced into the smoke, and opened the door with great force. Suddenly, a fire snake danced out wildly, and the flames rolled. Mr. Huang subconsciously stopped, but after hesitation, the fire snake had turned into a wall of fire, completely blocking him outside.

The flames rose, the heat waves rolled, and the scorching breath came to the face. Even people outside the gate couldn't help but retreat. All this came from people's fear of the flames.

"Huh?" Of course, some people are not afraid, that is the little emperor. He has even had wax oil dripping in his life, so he naturally would not be afraid of fire. Instead, he observed calmly and finally saw the difference. He whispered in his sister's ear: "Sister, when I came out just now, I saw with my own eyes that there was no combustible material at the door, just the light floor, how could it burn?"

"That's because someone piled up firewood at the door, and it was the firewood burning." The princess sister smiled and said, "This is what he said starts from the heart. Just look at the heart of people to make judgments."

The little emperor didn't understand it very much because he had no social experience and did not understand human hearts and human nature.

However, someone will soon tell him with practical actions that, just now, under the gaze of the little emperor, Mr. Huang roared. This was a roar of willingness to sacrifice his life and sacrifice his life, a roar of despair, and a roar of admitting that he failed, was a roar of sacrifice.

With this scream, Mr. Huang gritted his teeth and rushed towards the fire wall, as if he was rushing to hell, and was instantly swallowed by the fire.

"Ah..." Everyone was in an uproar, shocked, sighed, and sympathized.

But before the uproar fell, the burning fire wall seemed to be separated. Huang Yuanwai, who had just rushed in, appeared again, as if he had returned from hell, and even the fire of hell could not do anything to him. In his arms, he was holding a piece of silk and hugging it tightly, as if he was saving someone.

Everyone suddenly realized that he was trying so hard that he was rescuing the batch of silk in the lobby. The speed of entering and exiting was extremely fast, which was amazing. Sure enough, at a critical moment, people would burst out with incredible energy.

There was a stir in the crowd, and the thought of taking advantage of the fire began to grow again. However, when Huang Yuanwai stood still and put down the silk in his arms, people were surprised to find that Huang Yuanwai was moving very fast just now, and it seemed that nothing was wrong. In fact, at the moment of crossing the fire wall, the ruthless flames burned his eyebrows and burned his hair. The forearm of his luxurious silk brocade suit was burned, revealing a red and swollen arm, which was soaked in a speed that could be seen by the naked eye. It seemed that anyone could complete a time travel, but it paid a heavy price.

Seeing Mr. Huang’s miserable situation, everyone’s desire to take advantage of the situation was completely wiped out. Just when they felt that money and external things were not worthy of such a life, Mr. Huang, who was already covered in bruises, rushed towards the fire wall again and successfully traveled through time again, but people heard the sizzling sound, making people’s scalp numb…
Chapter completed!