Chapter 119

Luo Jing finally found the little boy's home and kicked open the door that burned more than half.

Sofas, wooden furniture, curtains and wires were all on fire.

The fire was raging and there was no place to stay.

In a room in the East, you can clearly hear the crying voice of the child.

"Little friend, I've come to save you. Don't be afraid!" Cried Luo Jing.

"Mom, mom..."

The little boy cried, but there was a noticeable fluctuation in his voice.

Although the fire in the house was very strong, Luo Jing gritted her teeth and rushed to the house with her coat on her head.

Instead of rushing directly to the East bedroom, he found the bathroom and kicked the door open.

I turned on the tap. Fortunately, the tap water hasn't been cut off, just intermittently. It's estimated that the water pipe has been affected.

He soaked himself first. There was a basin in the bathroom. The fire didn't spread in for the time being.

He took a basin full of water and rushed out again. He called the little boy again and then rushed to the East bedroom.

Just in front of the bedroom door, the burning door collapsed.

Luo Jing was so scared that he stepped back quickly. A wire hung down from his head like a fire snake and lit his hair.

Luo Jing quickly grabbed a handful of water and put out the fire on his head. After touching it, his hair was a little blackened.

Although there is no danger of escape, Luo Jing or scared out of a cold sweat.

Then I saw the little boy standing by the window.

The two curtains had already been separated and both sides were burnt to ashes. The little boy was crying and coughing.

The beds in the room are all burnt, not to mention the other furniture.

It's just the cotton wadding that has not been harmed by the fish in the pond, but is folded perfectly in the top box of the wardrobe.

Luo Jing put down the basin and carefully pulled off the quilt.

He splashed the quilt on his body like a bull and rushed to the little boy without danger.

"Your name is Xiao Tong, right? Don't be afraid. Uncle will save you now."

Luo Jing wrapped the child in a wet quilt, exposed his nose and mouth, took a deep breath and went back the same way.

When I went out, it was even worse. The corridor was in a sea of fire.

Luo Jing risked being roasted by the fire and ran at a speed of 100 meters.

"Wangwang!"

All of a sudden, two barks of the dog sounded in the corridor.

Let Luo Jing subconsciously stop.

In his distraction, a piece of charcoal about the size of a palm fell on his back, and Luo Jing gave a cry of pain.

Although the first time off the charcoal, but there is a scar on the body.

The bark of the dog is not on this floor, it seems to be in the safe corridor.

Luo Jingpai ran into the safety corridor and ran up two floors in the thick smoke.

Finally, I saw a dog whose hair was charred standing helpless by the elevator, shivering.

There was a sea of fire around.

It can only make "Wangwang" calls.

Luo Jing takes a deep breath, jumps over with her baby in her arms, and then saves the little dog.

Next is the time to go downstairs.

It's much safer in the safety corridor, but there's too much smoke.

Luo Jing worried that the child was poisoned, so he blocked his nose and told him to breathe with his mouth.

When he was about to go downstairs, Luo Jing saw a young fire alarm carrying another old fire alarm downstairs.

The fire clothes on the old fire police were burnt out, and their backs were scorched black, giving off a smell of scorching.

"Are you all right?"

Small fire turned to see Luo Jing holding the child, thought it was the residents of the building, asked with concern.

"Xiao Liu, leave me alone and send them out first..."

The old fire alarm was on the verge of death and said in a very weak tone.

Hearing this, Luo Jing was almost moved to tears.

He took a look at the small fire alarm.

Xiao Liu's face is still a little immature, just like an adult.

But his face was blackened and he was shaking with the old fire alarm on his back.

If it wasn't for supporting the wall, I'm afraid I would have fallen long ago. It's obvious that my physical strength is overdrawn.

"Comrade police, you take out the child and the dog, and I'll carry it for you!"

Luo Jing can not help but say, carefully back up the old fire police.

The old fireman looked forty-five years old. He had a serious burn on his back.

The two policemen looked grateful.

Xiao Liu rushed out of the corridor with the child wrapped in a quilt.

When the child was rescued, the small fire alarm sat on the ground and collapsed.

"Mom, mom!"

The boy got out of the quilt and rushed to his mother in the crowd.

"Tong Tong, my child has been saved!"The woman was so excited that she wept with joy and held her son in her arms.

"Tong Tong, are you hurt?" She asked painfully.

"No, my uncle saved me."

When Tong Tong saw his mother, he was quiet a lot.

When the small fire put the dog on the ground, Fang Shiya in the crowd found her dog for the first time.

She rushed over excitedly.

The dog recognized its owner.

"Wang Wang" called, quickly ran to Fang Shiya.

Fang Shiya held it up. Her eyes were red and tears were coming out.

Two people express their thanks to the small fire alarm.

"You misunderstood. It wasn't me. It was a young man who saved it."

Looking back at the small fire alarm, I saw an old fire alarm lying beside the corridor, but there was no sign of Luo Jing.