Chapter 127: Breaking Out of the Siege

"Go!"

The temperature was getting higher and higher. Fanning was useless now. There was not much cool air around.

Under the fire, the whole workshop was turbid and even filled with toxic gases.

The high temperature burned the two people. Although Mo Qiong's operation made them suffer the lightest high temperature, it was almost reaching the endurance limit of ordinary people at this moment.

This fire burned many wax figures to death. Mo Qiong didn't know how many wax figures were burned to death. Anyway, there were basically few wax figures that could move in the field of vision. They all stood like molten monsters.

"Quick, quick, quick... cough, cough..."

Mo Qiong hurriedly slipped away with Brown Hair. Brown Hair was choking and his eyes were watering, but he was still staring at the oil painting.

When he encountered scattered wax figures on the road at the door, he flicked the muzzle of the gun and killed them directly.

Now the trouble is not the wax figures, but the fire.

In order to prevent the wax figures from running away, he also set fire to the gap. At this moment, the road was full of fire and thick smoke. They had to rush over.

"Qiong! I can't see anymore!" Brown-haired's eyes were red and bloodshot. He couldn't help blinking. He could see the terrifying back turning back frame by frame.

"Don't worry about it! You go out first, I'll burn the painting!" Mo Qiong heard it and pulled Brown-haired to let him go first, and then he took the opportunity to exile the painting.

It's not difficult to rush through this fire scene. Everyone is not a reserved person. With eyes closed and hearts made up, they will definitely rush through, and nothing will happen.

They are not wax figures. Living people are not so easy to burn to death. At most, their hair and clothes will be burned, but it can be easily extinguished.

What's more, Mo Qiong can easily sweep away all the burning objects and make a way, so that he will not be burned by the open flame, at most he will be burned.

But... it is impossible for Brown-haired to rush through with his eyes open.

After Mo Qiong finished speaking, he saw Brown-haired staring at Mo Qiong and ran wildly behind him, pushing and shoving him: "No! No! I can do it, I can hold on!"

He was obviously scared. Not taking the painting? Go first? This is equivalent to releasing 382. He has been warned by the Blue and White Society and knows the horror of 382 very well. At this moment, he will never allow Mo Qiong to do anything reckless.

However, even if he is determined, Mo Qiong can't let him do anything reckless.

Are you kidding? Rushing through the high-temperature fire scene with eyes wide open? Do you think you are a Saiyan?

"You go out first, let me deal with the painting!" Mo Qiong took down the painting.

The brown-haired man said anxiously: "No, this painting can't be destroyed. Believe me, I can do it. This painting is also an indestructible shield. Believe me!"

"Oh?" Mo Qiong thought that if the painting was destroyed, the body of the containment inside would come out.

Now it seems not. This is not destroyed at all. It is the containment itself, and the back figure inside is only a part.

The characteristics of the containment are multifaceted. The indestructibility of this painting means that someone must control and monitor it at all times, but on the contrary, it can also be regarded as an indestructible shield because it cannot be destroyed.

I saw the brown-haired man put his face directly on the painting, staring at the back with his eyes, and rushed out with his head held high.

Mo Qiong didn't waste any words, protecting him as he ran out, and blowing away the hot smoke with his mouth, helping him as well as himself.

The painting had been in this fire scene, but it didn't get hot at all, and it always remained cool.

The brown-haired man put his eyes on it, ensuring that there would be no hot smoke impact from the front, and he was blowing air himself, so he actually insisted on running out.

"We're out!"

Mo Qiong ran out with the brown-haired man, and immediately stared at the painting and let him rest.

The brown-haired man rubbed his eyes and said excitedly: "We're out! We're out! Hahaha!"

Mo Qiong smiled, let him rest for a while, and then handed it over to him.

"This self-control..."

Maybe the brown-haired man doesn't have much ability, but after the training of his D-level career, his will to survive is beyond doubt, otherwise he wouldn't have lived to this day.

Brown-haired man closed his eyes and rested for more than ten seconds before he recovered. It is conceivable how painful he was just now. Being able to overcome this instinct is also an extraordinary ability.

Let Brown-haired man do the work of watching the painting. After all, Mo Qiong is obviously more powerful.

"Well... these wax figures were also burned to death. Did Xiao Feng and his men do it..." Mo Qiong walked in the corridor and could see many wax figures that were burned to death, extending all the way to the distance.

After walking for a while, Mo Qiong did not see Xiao Feng, so he directly held the eyeball behind Xiao Feng's head.

"You keep an eye on it first, I'll notify Xiao Feng."

Although Xiao Feng did not have a communicator, his eyeball was here. Mo Qiong rushed towards him holding it, which was equivalent to looking at Xiao Feng.

"Xiao Feng, you left first? Are you still on the negative tenth floor? If not, blink your eyes." Mo Qiong said to the eyeball, and his lip shape was deliberately obvious.

Soon the eyeball blinked continuously, indicating that it was not on the negative tenth floor.

Mo Qiong said again: "Okay, you stand still and don't move. I'll find you!"

"Blink three times if you understand."

The eyeball blinked three times again, and the two completed the communication.

He handed the eye behind his head to the brown-haired man, asking him to continue to cooperate with the eyeball to stare at the painting. Mo Qiong rubbed the burnt hair on his head and located Xiao Feng's position.

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At this moment, Xiao Feng had already stopped moving. Long before Mo Qiong took the initiative to contact him, he had already known the big movement over there through the eye behind his head.

Fire! Thick smoke! High temperature!

Xiao Feng and the blond man fought all the way to the stairwell and walked to the negative ninth floor through the stairs. Along the way, Xiao Feng did not forget to pay attention to the things in the laboratory.

Because his eyeballs were held in the hand of the brown-haired man, always in front of the painting, staring at the back.

Although he could not see other places through the peripheral vision, his eyes could always stare at the painting, which itself meant that the two of them were fine, equivalent to constantly reporting safety.

When his eyeballs fell to the ground, rolled aside, were stepped on by the wax figure, or stared at the ceiling silently in the corner, it meant that Mo Qiong and the others were finished.

He thought that Mo Qiong could not be killed, but through some details, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a big fire there.

Suddenly realized that Mo Qiong did not give up breaking out. He found the fuel in the motor room and was doing something big.

"No way, he plans to burn the wax figures? There are so many wax figures, how can he spare a hand alone?" Xiao Feng was shocked and hurriedly stopped the blond. The two of them huddled in the stairwell, one watching from a distance, and the other listening to the oral broadcast.

Unfortunately, the brown-haired man was too responsible. Except for the previous intense running, Xiao Feng could see the two of them climbing on the table and Mo Qiong kicking the oil barrel, but he could not see what happened afterwards. He could only guess through a little smoke and fire.

The spectacular scene of the fire could not be seen, he could only stare at the back...

"Mo Qiong did not choose to stay in the laboratory, he is trying to get out..."

"Will he succeed?"

Xiao Feng, who could not see clearly, waited anxiously. He hoped that Mo Qiong could fight his way out, but it was too difficult.

So what if they set fire? They also used oil, but they knew the difficulty of it, it was too difficult to burn.

Unless they could create a huge fire that spread all over the place, even if they set some wax figures on fire, they could still complete the encirclement.

If the oil was concentrated in one place, there would always be many places that could not be burned, and the wax figures would not stand stupidly in the wall of fire for him to burn.

"But if he poured the oil everywhere, wouldn't he be afraid of burning himself?" The blond said in surprise.

Xiao Feng said: "He has already done this. My God, I feel that what I see with my eyes is getting blurrier and blurrier. The temperature over there is very high!"

"Are you crazy? Are you going to die together?"

Both of them were stunned. Small fires are useless, big fires are useful, but aren't they afraid of death? They were in the encirclement, and if they set the whole workshop on fire, wouldn't they also be burned in the fire?

"What is he doing?" Xiao Feng knew that Mo Qiong wanted to break out so badly that he used this extremely dangerous method to put himself in the sea of ​​fire.

If Mo Qiong had used his gun honestly, it would have been no problem for him to prevent the wax figure from touching him with his gun skills, but it would have been a matter of how long he could hold out.

But now that such a big fire was set, what was the difference between this and dying together?

"Wait... wait a minute! Damn it!"

"The flames burned my eyes! This is..."

"What? It came out?"

In the thick smoke and heat waves, although Xiao Feng didn't feel any pain, he could feel the harsh environment.

Then the two of them crossed the fire, and the burning made him blink. Of course, it wasn't because of the smoke, but because of fear.

But then, he was stunned, because the oil painting was handed over to Mo Qiong, and he could see that the two were in the corridor.

They rushed out of the fire.

"They actually made it out!" Xiao Feng jumped out in surprise. Although he didn't know how he did it, he thought it must have been a thrilling experience.

"Could it be that they just endured the heat wave inside, waited for the wax figures to melt, and then fought their way out? That's too cruel, right? Did they just outlast the wax figures?"

"Nice! Let's wait for them, they are coming!"

The two were very surprised. Mo Qiong set a big fire to break through the encirclement, and actually fought his way out with brown hair.

The wax figures must have suffered heavy losses, otherwise the two would not have been able to escape.

This means that the two relied on a big fire that burned both the enemy and themselves, and then outlasted the wax figures that were easier to melt.

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P.S.: Sorry.