Chapter 930

Can the next generation monkeys exchange experiences with each other?

Zhou Ze couldn't help laughing,

I just feel a little happy about this scene,

then,

When I think of the "half face" personality that is often used in my body,

Boss Zhou's smile began to fade away gradually.

The weather is fine today, the sun is bright, and the air quality is good. Zhou Ze feels that at this time, he should go back to his room and go to bed early.

"Boss, it's smoking over there."

Yingying pointed out the window and said in the distance.

Zhou Ze looked over his head, and then simply opened the door of the bookstore and stood on the street. The smoking position is located in the northwest of the pedestrian street of South Street, which is not very far away. It should be a residential community.

"It seems that there is a fire."

"It seems so."

"I hope no one is injured and in danger."

"Well."

"I hope firefighters are safe, too."

"Well."

"Well, Yingying, go up and sleep with me for a while. Help me prepare my clothes. I'll take a shower first."

"OK, boss."

Boss Zhou walked into the bathroom and just took off his clothes. The water began to drain and his mobile phone rang.

Glancing at it, it was Lao Dao's phone.

If it were in the past, boss Zhou would probably choose to take a bath first, and then take a bath after anything. But now the old Taoist is like this, boss Zhou is really embarrassed to treat him so casually, so he had to take a bath towel and answer the phone first.

"Hey, boss, it's on fire here."

"Hmm? Is it on fire? Oh, I see it."

"Boss, I'm here. There's still a family upstairs who hasn't come down. The fire is a little fierce."

"Oh."

Zhou Ze reached out to test the water temperature while responding.

Almost.

"No, I have to go up to save people, boss. Don't say it, I'll hang up first."

"No, old man, don't..."

"Doo Doo..."

Zhou Ze just stretched out his hand to pick up the spray, and immediately trembled.

Dial the phone again. It's just ringing there, but no one answers. Maybe the Taoist priest can't care anymore.

Zhou Ze bit his teeth,

Shut off the water, quickly put on clothes again, pushed the bathroom door and rushed out. Lao Xu drove out to buy vegetables. There was no car at the door of the store to use. Zhou Ze simply began to run wild.

Having experienced so many things and seen so many storms, I can at least feel that there is a law in many seemingly chaotic and complex things.

The Taoist priest now finds out that it is in the late stage of cancer,

The time is running out, maybe it's only three months,

Encounter this fire again,

Encounter people who need to be rescued in the fire,

It's like the stage has been set up, and the script has provided you with a curtain call that it thinks is very good.

In the last life, he died in order to save people. He died great and calmly.

Just,

From the perspective of Zhou Ze,

Even if Lao Dao has cancer, Lao Dao himself is a little optimistic,

But boss Zhou didn't really think that the old way was doomed,

He also has many ways to help the Taoist priest to continue his life, but he has been accommodating the Taoist priest until the real last moment.

God knows what he thinks now,

People in their seventies,

Seriously ill again,

Now I'm going to be a hero,

What if it is really explained at the fire?

Zhou Ze's speed was very fast. He deliberately chose an alley with few people to walk, so it didn't arouse anyone's awareness. The fire site was indeed not far away. When Zhou Ze pushed aside the crowd and saw the burning residential building in front of him, he didn't care to breathe, but first walked around the old road with his eyes in the crowd.

There were many onlookers, and many people were taking photos with their mobile phones, but after looking around, Zhou Ze really didn't see the old Taoist.

Well,

It should have gone up.

The sound of the fire engine has sounded in the distance. It should be coming soon, but Zhou Ze can't wait. He stood at the door of the store before, but he can ignore the fire, because he thinks it has nothing to do with himself, but now the old road is inside, there's no way, he must go.

For a long time,

Boss Zhou has always been surrounded by two good people, Lao Dao and Lao Zhang,

But to be honest,

The so-called "if you enter Zhilan's room and don't smell its fragrance for a long time, you will melt with it", which doesn't exist in boss Zhou.

There were many people outside. Zhou Ze rushed into the burning residential building first, didn't choose to go up the corridor, but turned out from the window of the corridor on the first floor, and climbed up like Spider-Man from the side invisible to the crowd from the back.

Boss Zhou didn't go directly to the top to save people. What he was worried about was that Lao Dao's current physical condition seemed nothing on weekdays, but in case he really had other problems due to inhaling excessive smoke, he might faint in the corridor.

Fortunately,

As he approached the seventh floor, Zhou Ze did not see the old road fainting on the stairs, and he had heard the old road's cry from the outer wall.

"Come out, come out, you can still go down now. Hold some handkerchiefs and cover your mouth. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, cough, cough..."

In fact, the knowledge of fire control is very popular. For example, every time I go to the cinema to see a movie, I will be "educated" once;

But in case of fire, under the effect of panic and fear, few people can really calm down and respond like that in accordance with the previously popular methods.

The fire should have been caused in the middle layer. Now, the fire has not completely spread, but the smoke is relatively large.

Zhou Ze turned in from the window at the entrance of the corridor and walked to the old road.

At this time, I watched the old road anxiously holding a wet cloth I didn't know where I got it and covering my mouth and nose,

Boss Zhou really wants to kick him directly!

Tell you to show off,

Ask you to give me trouble!

I should have sat in the bathtub and bathed now. You made me run away, and here I was covered with smoke.

At this time, a young woman's body was sticking out of the room, and there was a big golden hair under her feet.

"Hold it down first. I'm afraid something will happen to Beibei."

"I'll take you down first, and leave the dog alone, big sister."

"No, it doesn't go down first, I won't go down, I don't care, I don't care, I can't leave Beibei, you must hold Beibei down first, and I won't live if something happens to Beibei!"

At this time,

The Taoist priest also noticed that in the black smoke at the entrance of the corridor,

Come out a familiar figure,

Who is not your boss?

The Taoist priest immediately opened his mouth and smiled. When the boss came, everything was fine.

A mere fire, for the boss, is that a matter?

But soon,

The Taoist priest found something wrong,

The boss's face was very gloomy, and it was not blackened by smoke. The anger had really rushed out.

An old Taoist with rich experience of trial and error on the edge of death immediately became alert,

Worse,

The boss is angry!

"Boss, you come..."

"Bang!"

Zhou Ze kicked over,

The Taoist priest looked at the woman standing at the door in dismay and was kicked away by his boss.

……………

On the rooftop opposite the residential building where the fire broke out,

There is a dirty monkey squatting there,

It has a silver mask on its face, a bell around its neck, and a paper man the size of an adult's palm tied to its waist.

At this point,

Dirty monkeys are playing with masks on.

But suddenly,

It suddenly took off its mask,

Then the body began to retreat continuously,

He vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

After taking off the mask, you can find that the monkey's eyes are silly. There is no kind of intelligence unique to the monkey, and it is more like a confused fool.

The paper man on the waist of the dirty monkey fell down at this time and floated in the air.

"It's hard for you."

An old voice sounded.

In the dirty monkey's muddy eyes, there suddenly appeared a moment of Qingming, but then it immediately returned to turbidity.

"Zhi Zhi! Zhi Zhi! Zhi Zhi!"

The dirty monkey seems to be crazy,

He began to fight frantically with the air in front of him,

It kept jumping up, grabbing up with its arms, jumped up again after landing, and continued to grasp, crazy and tireless.

It was like that there was a nonexistent bird circling above its head at this time, and the bird seemed to be waiting for an opportunity to peck and bite it. From time to time, the monkey made a "hissing" sound in its throat and retreated.

The paper man continued to float there,

He looked at the residential building on fire opposite,

After a while, I looked at the dirty monkey who was fighting against the air,

Because it's a paper man,

So there was no expression,

But on him,

But filled with a very strong sense of death,

It's like a coffin with extreme decay,

Was pulled back to the sun and began to expose!

"Zhizhi!!!"

The dirty monkey suddenly jumped twice as high as before,

Then he grasped something with his hands,

After landing, he pressed it under his feet,

Then the mouth goes down,

Began to bite desperately,

Biting,

Or air.

But in the process,

It seems that there is a bird's cry,

And,

At the feet of dirty monkeys,

There was also a faint golden smoke beginning to diffuse,

In an instant, it dissipated with the wind, as if it had never appeared.

"Zhizhi..... Hehe......"

Dirty monkey raised his head,

Dripping saliva while looking at the floating paper man in front of him.

"Hard work."

The paper man repeated this sentence again.

The dirty monkey continued to laugh foolishly,

Sit down,

Began to gasp.

The paper man floated to the roof railing,

With the arrival of fire engines, the fire is beginning to be controlled, and there is no threat of proliferation for the time being.

"Shroud... You received it;

The martyr... I've already found it for you;

below,

You,

You can die. "

The paper man raised his head,

A blue flame began to rise,

And when the fire appeared,

The surrounding scenery also began to dim.

"I don't want to care whether the era of Mount Tai has completely ended.

But such unworthy descendants,

Must... Must... Go... Die... "

The paper man sighed,

The blue flame in his hand threw forward,

Sadly

"You are dead... The next generation... There is still some... Hope..."