"Ah!" The middle-aged woman screamed. As expected, the explosion effect could be heard outside both buildings.

"Lu Mingfei! Go downstairs and see what's going on!"

"Okay, aunt, I'll go now." Huozai, who was concentrating on the interstellar battle, was so scared that his headphones fell off. He rolled and crawled downstairs. He saw black smoke coming from the windows on the second floor of the unit building opposite, but fortunately there was no fire. Wood and glass slags fell everywhere on the ground.

A young man poked his head out of the window and made up his mind to the residents calmly, his voice full of breath. "There was a small explosion on the 2nd floor of Building B due to gas leakage, and no casualties were found. After being notified by enthusiastic people, the firefighters have arrived in time to control the fire. Please rest assured."

Luo Yin looked at the four big dead men and the carbonized deadpool in the house and had nothing to say. Chu Zihang was really too mature compared to his age.

That was Chu Zihang? Lu Mingfei's eyes were a little sore after rubbing the game.

He subconsciously waved his hand and greeted him, and then shrank back. How could the president know him?

Chu Zihang saw a shabby wave at him and had a little impression. It seemed that he was a student from Shilan Literature Club. He had performed a drama and seemed to be in a crush on the girl in a white skirt in the Literature Club.

So he nodded and waved his hand to signal.

The president actually remembered me. The weak boy suddenly became energetic and rushed upstairs again, like a silly roe deer.
Chapter completed!