Ah Dong, followed closely by the three physically best men, was protecting Lan Xiu.
Kicking aside the flying wooden pillars and the falling tiles, and using his coat to extinguish the path of fire he had walked through.
The thick smoke made them shed tears reflexively, and their bodies were heated so much in the high temperature environment that even their skin turned red.
Lan Xiu was oblivious to all this as he walked with numb footsteps, looking around for that familiar figure.
No!
No!
He walked back and forth only to find nothing but the ferocious flames. Nothing else!
The flames resembled a horde of invaders, wantonly wreaking havoc.
Ah Dong found a few barely alive men at the entrance of the warehouse.
He was initially delighted, but his joy quickly turned to horror. The person he was looking for wasn't among them...
Damn it! They were all Duan Jingwen's lackeys!
Ah Dong, filled with fury, shot each of them in their head, driving them reel towards death's door!
