Chapter 318 Hell
Bifang was holding onto the broken steel bars, his arms trembling slightly. Beneath him was the scorching sun. The strong wind lifted the hem of his clothes, bringing a cold touch, but the coldness was quickly dried up by the high temperature, leaving only a burning heat.
The raging fire did not go out after the building collapsed. Instead, it coiled and spread around like a fire snake, and even the residential buildings were burned. Looking from above, it looked as if a fire python had drilled out from the center of the earth, squeezing the building upwards inch by inch, and was determined to crush it to pieces.
The fire was getting bigger and bigger, the temperature on the top floor was as high as 50 or 60 degrees, Bifang felt like he was hanging on a stove, and the cold sweat he sweated was dried away as soon as it came out.
Time was running out. If he continued like this, he would either fall to his death from exhaustion or be roasted alive. After swallowing a mouthful of sticky saliva, Bifang's movements became more and more violent, even a little deformed.
The steel bar bent downwards little by little. After half a minute, not only did it not get hung up, but it was getting further and further away from the broken steel bar.
A full minute and a half has passed since he was hanging on the top floor. Under normal circumstances, this amount of time would not be a big deal, and could even be considered a small test of his skills. But now, not only was he hanging on a high building, making him exhausted, but there was also a flame burning below, which further increased his physical consumption. He could not even sweat, and it just evaporated through his pores.
Feeling the salt grains left on his face from the drying sweat, Bifang licked his lips, and became ruthless. His hands moved more and more vigorously, but he no longer swung the bag. Instead, he swung it left and right like a swing, with an astonishingly large amplitude.
Such violent movement naturally made the steel bars bend almost like plastic, making a teeth-grinding creaking sound, until a tremor and a sound of steel clashing were heard, and the steel bars on the floor were actually broken directly. Just when everyone couldn't bear to watch, Bifang took this opportunity to throw himself out!
Bifang's heart was beating violently in mid-air, but he successfully approached the broken steel bar. He chose the right time and strength, and smashed the backpack out!
The shoulder strap was thrown out under the action of centrifugal force and instantly caught on the broken steel bar!
Under the influence of gravity, Bifang plunged down with his entire body weight pressed down. The muscles in his right hand, which was holding the shoulder strap on the other side, felt a tearing pain and was almost dislocated, but he held on to the shoulder strap tightly until his fingers turned white.
Bifang knew that if he let go, everything would be over.
hiss!
Countless spectators gasped, as if even the temperature in the fire had cooled down a bit. They were almost stunned by the scene before them. They had no idea about Bifang's condition and were still delighted.
[Fuck, this is awesome!!!]
[Hook, that's so powerful! ]
[The suffocated stinky boy was given to the anchor's spaceship＊5]
The flames below were raging, the temperature was rising, and Bifang's lips were roasted white and the dead skin rolled up.
The right arm, which had been holding on for a long time, was hit hard and felt a pain almost like muscle tearing. For a moment, it was completely unable to exert any strength.
As long as it hooks the steel bar, it won't be a big deal.
The backpack served as the medium of connection and was completely deformed. Fortunately, it was produced by the system and had reliable quality. Not to mention one person, even two people could hold it up.
Bifang stretched out his left hand to grab the shoulder strap , grabbed the backpack, pulled himself up with force, and grabbed the steel bar instead of the shoulder strap. It would have been fine if he didn't grab it, but he almost burned a layer of skin on his hand when he grabbed it.
"Damn it."
Even though Bifang was a man of strong will, he couldn't help but curse at this moment. The thermal conductivity of this steel bar was too good. The temperature was much higher than the surrounding area.
But no matter how hot it was, he didn't dare let go and pulled himself up little by little.
Until half of his body was sticking out of the top floor, everyone cheered.
Most people also relaxed their minds and secretly praised him for being worthy of being called Master Fang, as he was able to survive in such a desperate situation. If it were someone else, let alone escaping, just seeing an entire building falling down would probably scare them silly.
Bifang climbed back to the top floor. The smoke and dust were blocked and the air became clear. He lay there taking deep gulps of fresh air. He laughed at these arguments. He had no annoyance of being trapped at all. Instead, he explained patiently.
"It's normal. When animals are in danger, in addition to the two strategies of [fighting] and [fleeing], there is another very important strategy - [admitting defeat]. When the power disparity is too great and they can't win or run away, animals have evolved the instinct to [play dead]. Things like trembling, weak legs, or even fainting all have in common that they are [showing weakness]. It's easy to understand. If they can't win or run away, then they will try to reduce their threat level. If the opponent is not attacking for the purpose of predation, showing weakness in desperate situations will make it easier to survive. This situation is not only when facing powerful animals, but also when encountering disasters. That's why it's normal to see animals freezing and screaming when they encounter danger in many movies."
After taking two breaths, Bifang sat up from the ground. He could feel his buttocks getting hot through his pants. He opened his right hand and took a look. He saw a few blisters. The skin was not peeling, but it was obvious how critical the situation was, which made the audience admire him very much.
The billowing black smoke around him was getting bigger and bigger, and seeing that the fire was really about to burn up, Bifang quickly stood up from the ground.
"No, we have to escape quickly."
Exercising his sore right arm, Bifang ran to the east side of the residential building.
The residential buildings here are connected together, and it doesn't take much effort to run out from the top floor. The residential building that was collapsed by the building is located in a corner, so it won't be a problem as long as you run away a little.
Only after they were separated from the fire by four or five residential buildings did Bi Fang dare to slow down, and he was amazed at the growing fire behind him.
It was a little after noon in China, but it was a little later here, already at sunset.
The entire residential building was on fire, and the fire even showed signs of spreading. The blazing flames and the orange-red sunset glow complemented each other. For a moment, even Bifang, the master of survival, couldn't tell which was east and which was west, and he just felt dazed.
Damn, I’ve never been so unlucky in my life.
As soon as I arrived, I was attacked by bandits, and by some chance a building collapsed. It was extremely dangerous. If I had known earlier, I would have got an off-road vehicle and sneaked into the city quietly.
I must never do this again in the future. I must conduct a thorough investigation before setting off again.
Bifang, who had become arrogant due to his enhanced abilities, was suppressed back to his original form again. Fortunately, he awakened not too late and was defeated as soon as he showed any signs of it. This could be considered a good thing.
With a sigh, feeling the burning heat so close to him, Bifang continued to flee, trying not to be caught up by the fire. He ran straight out of half a street before stopping. The row of fires was blocked by the empty street and was extinguished.
Bifang stood on a tall building and looked into the distance. The blazing light shone on his black clothes. It was not sunlight, but fire.
The city was crying in the blazing flames. With his eyes closed, the flames of the entire city were burning him. It was simply hell.
"I saw my shoulders made of dust and crumbled. I saw my beauty sick. There was no other will but to vanish."
Bifang lowered his eyelids, muttering in a half-lit and half-dark face.
