At this moment, everyone stared in horror, looking up at Jia Zhen in the air in disbelief.

It’s no wonder they are so lost. You know, the function of the military patrol shop is to prevent fires and eliminate the hidden dangers of fires; once there is a fire, it will be put out immediately. It is a special agency established for "fire". All the team members have experienced many battles and have traveled through many seas of fire. They have a high reputation in the court and the opposition, and they can even be called the Fire Dragon Team. Once they have the reputation of dragons, they are worthy of being extremely proud and able to show off their glory for generations.

But the situation this time really made them all unexpected, and they caught them off guard.

To put out the fire, the most important tool is the auspicious tank near the fire. People with family backgrounds will prepare one, filling it with clear water for emergencies. For the government agencies like Le Hotel, the auspicious tank has a dedicated servant to manage it. In order to ensure that water can be used at any time, in winter, the [cool cover is placed on the cylinder liner, and the cylinder head is covered, and the charcoal fire must be burned inside the stone mount below.] to prevent water from turning into ice. It is not said to be very cautious.

There was a dedicated person in charge before and there were system regulations. But this time, the auspicious tank was not only not water, but also oil added to the fire!

As soon as the "water" was poured over, it was like water entering a boiling oil pan, and it instantly burst into flames. What's worse was that the wind was strong tonight, and the wind was blowing the sparks to spread. Originally, there was a fire in the backyard somewhere on the east axis, but now in a moment the entire Le Hotel was surrounded and swallowed up by the raging fire. People who had not yet escaped mixed with various accents of shouting, and the woeful crying from the bottom of their hearts penetrated from the sea of ​​fire and went straight from the sky.

A small official in Le Hotel struggled out of the sea of ​​fire in a dusty state, reporting the news that they had previously put out the fire but caused the fire to become bigger and bigger, and the reason for the preliminary judgment.

"This... this is definitely someone deliberately setting fire." The little official's legs trembled, his lips were purple, and he was trembling up and down: "The kitchen first caught fire, and then the concierge hall, and then the water flowed from Huibin Tower. The concierge hall and Huibin Tower were one on the east and the other on the west!"

After hearing this, the military patrol captain and several sergeant commanders looked at each other and were stunned for a moment, but the red rays that could be seen from the corner of their eyes made them wake up immediately. They said and deeds and were conscious and ordered their subordinates to put out the fire and save people. After all, it was not their duty to decide whether to set fire or catch fire. The auxiliary leader of the military patrol immediately sent someone to inform Shangfeng, and immediately sent people to transfer three teams to bring more water bags and water bags, and lit a sound arrow for contact and notify the brothers. According to the provisions of the "Zhou Guan", a lookout building must be built in the local government offices to watch the fire. A fire government official was also set up to manage the fire.

However, the capital is special and coincides with the Wanbao Festival. In order to avoid duplication of resources, their military patrol shops were responsible for patrol prevention in the city, and the fire government runners went to patrol the surrounding villages.

"Report, Captain Wang, the water bag is exhausted!"

"Whoever has a wooden barrel will borrow one or two of them first."

"Reported, the envoys on the Western Axis rescued eight people, three of whom were unconscious."

"I have contacted the Imperial Hospital." Bao Mian came and heard this and said hurriedly. After the state banquet, he returned to the yamen to handle today's official duties. During festivals, fire prevention, abduction and anti-theft prevention are the top priority for the yamen office. When he was chasing the kidnapping, he saw the light of fire, and then a yamen runner came to report to the Le Hotel to the water. At that moment, Bao Mian brought people over in person. Before he arrived, he sent someone to urgently contact the fire yamen runners who were still in the government.

"Mr. Bao." Captain Wang nodded, and did not give more greetings, and continued to arrange fire extinguishing matters.

"Report, Master Wang, the water bag has been exhausted. The wind is too strong, and the Le Hotel is ignited everywhere, and there is a smell of oil near the passage, so..." The team members who reported swallowed nervously and said, "The fire is serious and the water source is inconvenient. It is recommended to rescue conservatively."

"What?" Bao Mian shook his body and his face turned pale. The so-called conservative rescue means drawing a deep ditch outside the fire. As for the demarcated range, it needs to wait for it to burn itself.

"No! Must be saved!" Bao Mian gasped and before he could speak, the minister of the Honglu Temple appeared and spoke quickly. He was extremely excited and roared loudly: "The envoys living in the Le Hotel are all envoys from the important tribes around and friendly tribes. Once a problem arises, if we don't mention that we are wearing black hats on our heads, this life will affect the diplomatic relations between the two countries! Even war will start because of this, and then the creatures will be devastated!"

As soon as these words came out, the originally noisy disaster relief scene instantly fell into silence. It seemed as if no one existed. There was a sense of suppressing suffocation, and they all seemed to be pinched by someone's throat and could not make any sound.

"Mr. Wen, don't be too excited. Everything is not fixed yet." Bao Mian said loudly: "Mr. Wen, I'm too tired, so I'd better ask me to take a rest for a while." He wanted to swear, but he didn't look at the atmosphere at the scene. He called me, no!

When the Minister of the Honglu Temple heard this, he was about to speak, but when Lord Bao shouted, his voice was covered by a man, and he couldn't help but frowned and opened his eyes to the person who was snatching him the voice.

Constable Zhang looked like he was "a ghost" and pointed his fingers in the air tremblingly, "Big... Sir, look, is that Jia Zhen?!"

"Jia Zhen is in the fire!"

"What?" Hearing this, Bao Mian couldn't help but turn his eyes and glance. His eyes were as wide as if they were like lanterns, staring at the scene in the air. He saw Jia Zhen as if he was descending from the sky, as if he had magic power, and he controlled the direction of the wind at once. The flames that were originally floating in the wind instantly seemed like ink paintings, and stopped.

Jia Zhen was completely unaware that he had appeared so timely, and in the eyes of everyone outside the museum, there was almost as low as "timely rain". His basic common sense of putting out fires flashed back in his mind.

First, he took a water bag thrown into the fire with his bare hands. Most of this water bag is made of pig or cow's bladder and urinary, and a water bag contains about ten kilograms of water. Jia Zhen had considered using this water bag when he ran with a load before. However, the raw materials for the water bag were really a slash for him, and the skin of the water bag was too easy to break.

Jia She raised the water bag high and squeezed the water bag all the time. At that moment, it was no less than a basin of water and poured it on the head. After making his whole body cool, Jia Zhen stepped on the eaves of the main hall of the Le Hotel. Standing firmly, Jia Zhen sank the dantian, concentrated his energy and pulled out the wind factor to form a wind blade, and directly teared off his front, drew a simple triangle to act as a mask, masking the choking smoke, and then roared at the people in the museum: "Bend down, cover your mouth and nose with a wet handkerchief, and then don't fight and don't rob, go out in an orderly manner."

In the Le Hotel, the people who were awakened by the fire in their sleep were trapped in the sea of ​​fire, and were speechless. They heard such clear words and calmed down a little while calming down, but the next moment they screamed sharply, with all kinds of words, expressing their fear.

"Wet handkerchief? What is that?"

"Is this an official from the Great Zhou?"

"This sound is so familiar!"

"When I go back, I must report to the chief and never come again in the future!"

"The Great Zhou is so dangerous."

"Please God bless your most loyal people!"

“…………”

Various sounds merged into the sky and burst into the sky. Jia Zhen wanted to cover his ears directly. Now his supernatural powers are fully opened and he turns into the wind. These sounds are no less than the loudspeaker that has expanded tens of thousands of times and is "buzzing" in his ears. It is completely interpreting what "deafening" means."

He cursed in his heart, Jia Zhen tried hard to calm his breathing, continued to speak, roaring in a deep voice, striving to make everyone in the entire Le Hotel hear clearly: "Shut up! There will be a door open in the east, south, west and north, and you will come out wherever you are closest to!"

After saying that, Jia Zhen ignored the discussion of the disaster victims in the hall. He frowned and endured the tweeters. He quickly moved to the East Courtyard where the flames were the most violent. He flew and kicked the thrown water bags into the courtyard where the sound was the most concentrated, and roared: "Wet handkerchief."

The trapped envoys: "………”

Looking at the water bags that seemed to have spiritual energy and steadily avoided all kinds of doors, windows, and various angles that flew in. The envoys were frightened. Several guards carefully stepped forward and pounced on the flames in the house with the water bags.

The Rakshasa envoy raised his eyes hard and looked at Jia Zhen, who was leaving with agility, with a hint of awe in his eyes, but then he clenched his fists tightly, full of anger. If he were both Rakshasa people, he would cherish the heroes, but unfortunately they had national hatred and family hatred.

Although annoyed, compared to other tribes, the Rakshasa envoy claimed that he was half a Great Zhou culture. He directly tore off his clothes and let the guards go to the water in the teacup. After covering his mouth and nose, he asked his guards to whisper to others.

The other envoys quickly struggled to compete for the water ticking on the ground. Before they could turn the handkerchief into a wet handkerchief, they heard a sound of no less than a mountain collapse and cracking outside the door. Several timid faces changed and called out to the gods. Everyone looked up and saw rolling dust rising in front of them, and the dust floating in the air turned blood red because of the fire.

However, after the dust fell, everyone in the house had a flash of surprise. He... they actually saw a road, a wide road. Even though there were still a lot of fire around the road, it was much better than they had panic and accidentally ran to the Shangliyuan where they lived in the Rakshasa Kingdom. Even if the country was not strong, they would be ranked remote. Even if the name was good, they were called the Concierge House, etc., which was really a shame!

"Let's go!" Someone cheered and ran out: "Now, just go straight."

"General?" The guard of Rakshasa looked at the envoy carefully.

"Bend down." After saying that, the envoy of Rakshasa signaled the left and right guards to abandon the stretcher and directly supported him. He endured the pain and bent down and walked forward, trying not to let himself fall behind.

Seeing this, there were also Ruosha Envoys and others who were careful and followed Jia Zhen's words, covering his mouth with a wet handkerchief and walking with his waist.

Jia Zhen glanced at the wall and crawled out of a small escape team. Then he looked back and glanced outside the hall. He also saw a team entering the rescue. He immediately leaped and came to the western axis and did the same.

He used wind energy to directly knock down the wall and created a straight route about two meters wide. The flames burning around the way were extinguished by suffocation.

Thankfully, his superpower is still there, but it is still wind energy. He can't cover the entire Le Hotel, but it is divided into small areas, covering the small fire sources on both sides of the road, using wind energy to form a barrier to stop the air from flowing into the combustion area.

However, his supernatural power was limited, and Jia Zhen found that his chest was gradually blocked. Not only did he feel a little breathless, but there seemed to be something sticky and stuck in his throat, making people feel uncomfortable and wanted to scratch it.

After retiring some of the "masks" that fell, Jia Zhen frowned and then, slowly adjusting his breathing. He planned to drive the roads on both sides of the north and south to a smaller one. After all, he was not so self-sacrificing as he was, spending all his supernatural powers to finish his play. Besides, he is now almost disabled, and his ears are buzzing with echoes.

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The two flowers bloomed and each showed a branch. Just as Jia Zhen was thinking about the benefits of saving people and maintaining her last sanity, Jia Rong and the Special Guard finally arrived.

"Baobao..." Jia Rong gasped, pointed to the tools she brought, and said, "This is called a sprinkler truck, which is similar to a water bag, but it can shoot farther higher than a water bag, two or twenty meters higher. Lord Bao, use this to destroy the fire at high places, let us participate in the firefighting operation."

Bao Mian turned his eyes and glanced at the large cart pushed by the Special Guard. He glanced roughly and saw that there was a box of four square meters above, and there were two long ones on the top, which looked familiar. It seemed like I had seen a model of a car in a toy machine, but the situation was critical now, so he couldn't think more and look more.

Given Jia Zhen's previous move to turn the tide, he suddenly changed the fire...

Thinking about it, Bao Mian looked back at Jia Zhen, who was still handsome, and felt like a phoenix in the fire, spreading his wings and showing his charm proudly. He couldn't help but look more and more solemn. Looking back at Jia Rong, Zheng nodded: "Okay. Captain Wang, if you use him, I will be responsible for what happened."

"Sir Bao, we can put out the fire together." Jia Rong waved her hand anxiously and explained: "It's not that you have to use this, just an extra rescue tool..."

"I didn't hear what Lord Bao said, give the things to these adults, come back for me." Jia She rushed out from somewhere, pulled Jia Rong's sleeve to the corner, and whispered: "It's okay if your father is crazy, you open your fingers and count how many sons you have?" There is a seedling in the thousand acres of land. Do you understand?!

"Do you understand if a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall?" Jia She was anxious and lowered his voice: "Look at those big guys, who came on stage in person?"

"Uncle, don't worry." Seeing Jia She's nervous but really worried about him, Jia Rong raised her hand to pat Jia She, who was as if she was frightened, and looked back at Jia Zhen who was flying in the sea of ​​fire, and said solemnly: "I cherish my life very much, and my father cherishes my life very much. We are selling tools. My father has studied this sprinkler truck. We originally used it when cleaning the martial arts training ground, but if it can be sold, it will be a fortune."

"I'm crazy about poverty!" Jia She gritted her teeth: "Brother Jing still has money, you can go to him! Why do you need to work so hard and lose money so much?"

"Uncle, I can't explain this clearly for a while, but don't worry, we promise it's okay." After saying this, Jia Rong broke free from Jia She's shackles and directed the special guards to put out the fire together.

Seeing this, Jia She was both angry and anxious and sulked.

However, no one paid any attention to him at this moment. Bao Mian and others saw that the fire was gradually being controlled, and another group of trapped envoys were rescued, so they slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, before he could put his breath back, Bao Mian heard that the Minister of the Honglu Temple came to report to the Rakshasa Kingdom and the envoys of the Qian Kingdom had not yet come out.

"What?"

Not only did Bao Mian frown, Zhang Liang, the commander of the Jiucheng Military Commander of the military patrol shop, was also surprised: "Xiangxiang? I haven't heard much."

"Xianxiang came here in person. Although her national strength was not strong, she also gave people a bit of decency and let them live in the Le Hotel." The Minister of the Honglu Temple explained tremblingly.

"No matter what yard they live in," Bao Mian came to his senses: "No, just talk about that direction!"

"In the ritual..." The Minister of the Honglu Temple shivered after hearing this: "In the east... to the east, just..." It is said that it is near the source of the fire.

The last sentence was not stuttering from the throat. Bao Mian and Zhang Liang looked at each other and knew it.

"Rong'er, can this sprinkler truck move the direction?" You must see people when you die, and you must see corpses when you die!

"That's not a waste..." Jia Rong looked back at the person who was asking questions, hurriedly bit the words that were about to blurt out, and replied with a hurried smile: "Sir Bao, this is certainly OK. Not to mention that the water barrel above can rotate, we can just turn the entire water truck direction."

Bao Mian heard this and rubbed her head: "I'm so anxious, turn it around. I remember the hotel is in the southeast."

Seeing the huge water spraying towards the southeast, the burning fire was still so fierce, and the flames soared into the sky, surrounding the splashes, as if they were still laughing at the eggs and hitting the stones. Bao Mian couldn't help but pinch the sweat beads in his palm, his eyebrows were frowning involuntarily, and his eyes looked back at the palace that was as bright as daylight in the night.

In the Qianqing Palace, we naturally received news today, and our whole face was as dark as the bottom of the pot.

At the same time, Jia Zhen felt that he could retire after success. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, when he heard this, he frowned tightly and glanced back at the towering palace not far away. His eyes flashed and then, and finally he slowly let out a breath. Jia Zhen used the water bag that kept flying and throwing it into the fire to return to the courtyard in the east with the force.

When he kicked the water bag, he also identified the Rakshasa language from the hundreds of ducks. After all, he was familiar with the broken voice after a fixed point for an hour.

Slowly circulating his body and feeling the only layer of supernatural power, Jia Zhen pinched his fist, and a sense of determination flashed in his eyes. He listened intently for a while, and plunged into the sea of ​​fire without looking back.

Seeing this, outside the museum, Jia Rong and Jia She both burst into tears and exclaimed: "Dad/Zhener!" Not only the two Jia family members, but also Bao Mian and others, saw this, their eyes showed a look of awe.

In the Le Hotel, Jia Zhen decisively positioned and found the traces of the Rakshasa envoy.

After all, the Rakshasa envoy was still quite loud at this moment. Even if he was giving his last words, he was a bit sarcastic.

The envoy of Rakshasa knew that Jia Zhen would come back. He looked at the pillar of fire that blocked the way, and immediately waved his wet handkerchief and gritted his teeth and roared: "You must go out alive, be honored by Hayi, let him take revenge!"

"I'm not convinced!"

"We must defeat Jia She, defeat the Jia family, seize the city of Ha, and earn glory for our Vasily family!"
To be continued...