By a stroke of bad luck, a large boulder fell from the top and smashed into the cable between the two buildings.
In an instant, under the combined pressure of the boulder and the force of its descent, the cable snapped directly. Seeing this, Ling Chen didn’t say a word and quickly pulled Nanrong Wanqing back a few steps to avoid being hit by the stone.
Looking at the fractured cable, Ling Chen’s brows furrowed involuntarily. Now it’s a problem - the only escape route is broken, how will the two of them get out? As he pondered swiftly, the ringtone of a phone sounded. Ling Chen took out his phone and answered, "Hello! Old Tang."
"Can you think of another way to escape?"
Ling Chen chuckled helplessly, "No way, we can’t go up or down now, we’re completely trapped."
"Don’t be anxious, we’ll set up another cable, it’s sure to get you out."
Hearing this, Ling Chen opened his mouth, ready to respond, but before he could speak, a loud ’boom’ sounded from outside the office, and raging flas rushed in from the door. Fortunately, Ling Chen reacted quickly, pulling Nanrong Wanqing to the ground, avoiding the impact of the flas.
Turning back, he saw a wall covered in cracks, ready to collapse at any mont, and Ling Chen’s face instantly turned grim. This is bad! That wall is their only safety barrier against the fire; once it crumbles, the flas will ruthlessly engulf them. And now the main problem is the fire has blocked the office’s only exit, even if they want to leave, it’s impossible, unless they charge through the flas. However, that’s no different from seeking death.
As he pondered, Ling Chen noticed Nanrong Wanqing’s breaths quickening. He glanced at her several tis, asking, "What’s wrong?"
"I... I can’t breathe," Nanrong Wanqing struggled to say.
"I still have so oxygen here." Ling Chen hurriedly took out his oxygen tank and handed it to Nanrong Wanqing. At this mont, thick smoke billowed around them, and the air was thin, no wonder Nanrong Wanqing felt suffocated. After taking several deep breaths, she found the oxygen tank was completely used up.
Feeling Nanrong Wanqing’s desperate gaze, Ling Chen couldn’t help but pull her gently into his embrace, softly patting her back, "Don’t be afraid, I’m here. As long as I live, I won’t let anything happen to you."
Boom! Boom!
The explosions outside grew increasingly intense, and the office wall had already cracked open in the middle, aggressive flas crazily rushing in, intent on engulfing the entire office.
"Tang Yuan! Tang Yuan! Respond quickly..."
Hearing Tang Yuan’s voice, Ling Chen picked up the phone from the ground, his tone calm as he said, "Old Tang, try your best to find a way to get us out." With those words, Ling Chen directly hung up the phone. At this point, saying more was useless.
"Ling Chen, can we really escape?" Nanrong Wanqing murmured hesitantly.
Ling Chen didn’t speak, only held Nanrong Wanqing tightly, offering her utmost comfort with his arms. At this mont, the fire outside the office had gradually started infiltrating inside. With the threat of fire and smoke, Ling Chen moved with Nanrong Wanqing toward the window. Fortunately, the smoke filled the upper part of the room, and when they lay on the ground, they could still inhale so fresh air.
However, this situation couldn’t last long; once the fire completely engulfs the office, they would both perish in the blaze.
Seeing the billowing smoke erging from the window ledge, opposite the office building, Tang Yuan, Pang Jiulin, and Xia Mutong were anxious.
"Tang Yuan, how much longer before the supplies arrive?" Pang Jiulin asked urgently.
"The firefighters already went to get them, it should take a few more minutes."
"A few minutes..." Xia Mutong frowned, full of worry, "They probably don’t have a few minutes." As soon as she finished speaking, a sudden bang erupted from Ling Chen and Nanrong Wanqing’s office, flas burst forth from the window.
Seeing this, the hearts of the three instantly leapt to their throats. An explosion! Are they... After a few seconds of stunned silence, Pang Jiulin was the first to react, urgently shouting, "Quick, quickly call Ling Chen."
Tang Yuan hurriedly pulled out his phone and dialed Ling Chen’s number. However, the call could not go through. anwhile, outside the building, more than a dozen news vans had stopped, all caras trained on the office where the explosion had just occurred. Reporters are always the quickest to know; they were already aware that the last two survivors in the building were waiting for rescue in that office.
But given the explosion just now, the chances of the two survivors making it seem slim.
Inside the office, nearly engulfed by flas, Ling Chen lay on the ground, covered in scars, his face almost completely stained with blood. Feeling the burning pain all over his body, Ling Chen slowly opened his eyes, struggling to get up.
Pain! So much pain! Ling Chen gritted his teeth, disregarded checking his injuries, and imdiately focused on Nanrong Wanqing who lay beside him.
At this mont, Nanrong Wanqing lay on the ground with her legs pinned by a large stone, seemingly unconscious. Seeing this, Ling Chen’s expression changed abruptly, he hurried to her side and gently patted her cheek.
"Wanqing, Wanqing, wake up!"
With Ling Chen’s cry, Nanrong Wanqing gradually regained so consciousness.
"I... I can’t move," Nanrong Wanqing said weakly.
"Don’t worry." Saying this, Ling Chen grabbed the large stone with both hands, trying to move it off Nanrong Wanqing’s legs. However, the weight of the stone was imnse, and with his strength nearly exhausted, Ling Chen managed to shift it only a few centiters before panting heavily.
Feeling the soreness in his arms, Ling Chen couldn’t help but roar, exerting all his strength.
Seeing Ling Chen’s bulging veins, Nanrong Wanqing felt a pang of guilt, "Leave , you should escape alone."
Upon hearing this, Ling Chen shook his head, saying firmly, "We leave together, I won’t abandon you. Even in death, I will stay with you."
"There’s no need..." Deeply touched, Nanrong Wanqing’s eyes instantly reddened, tears glistening in her eyes.
Ling Chen smiled faintly, "Maybe I’ve done many things wrong to you, but no matter what happens, I will stay by your side, that’s my promise to you - whether it’s the past, the present, or the future."
"I..."
Nanrong Wanqing wanted to speak, but Ling Chen stopped her with a look. Now was not the ti for sorrow; he had to race against ti to remove the stone from Nanrong Wanqing’s body.
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