Leng Wuyou was frightened and leaned into Fu Chuan's arms, being hugged from behind by Fu Chuan.

The ground was shaking outside, countless people were screaming in the sea of ​​fire, many people were running towards this side with fire on their bodies, and the ground was covered with broken glass.

Fu Chuan did not hesitate, holding Leng Wuyou with one hand, opening the car door with the other hand, and said to the driver: "Let's go!"

Leng Wuyou was shivering and her legs were weak. Fu Chuan picked her up horizontally, but unfortunately he was not in good health and couldn't hold her up at all.

"It doesn't matter," Leng Wuyou said tremblingly, "It doesn't matter, I will do it myself."

Half hugged and half led by Fu Chuan, she turned away from the fireworks and quickly left the road.

There were several more small-scale fireworks behind them, but they were not as lethal as the first and second times.

Coming off the road, they followed the others to a large river.

Fu Chuan found a men's jacket that someone else had left behind on the road, raised his hands and draped it behind Leng Wuyou, took off his own clothes, put Leng Wuyou's jacket on himself, and put on the hood.

With his current slim figure, just from the back, wearing this dress on him, he really looks like a tall and thin woman.

He just cuddled up with Leng Wuyou on the roadside. From a distance, they looked like a pair of sisters.

Leng Wuyou said softly in his arms: "Are you doing this to prevent Miles' people?"

Fu Chuan said nothing and nodded.

Leng Wuyou's face turned pale and she closed her eyes. She didn't want to be afraid, but her body couldn't control it and was trembling slightly.

Many people were crying and some were screaming around. There was a woman who kept trying to find her husband, but was held back by other relatives.

It was so painful and desperate that the woman opened her mouth to vomit from time to time.

Leng Wuyou leaned in Fu Chuan's arms. Listening to these cries, her mood hit rock bottom.

She turned her head and looked towards the road where they parked.

Many police cars came, and several helicopters came from the sky.

Reporters came faster than the ambulance. They were running towards the depths of the flames in order to grab first-hand news.

The distance was so far apart that Felix and his companions, hanging far up in the sky, seemed like two small black dots.

The scene was so chaotic that it lasted until nightfall. Felix and his colleagues were released, but they did not have any identity information. Their driver's license and social information were all empty.

The ambulance sent away the busloads of people. The driver came back and told Leng Wuyou and Fu Chuan that Li Mengjia was still alive and that one of the male bodyguards protected her.

But the male bodyguard and the other one both died.

Leng Wuyou didn't drink or eat for a day, and her mouth was dry. She nodded numbly and wanted to cry, but because of the huge mental shock, she seemed unable to cry.

The driver looked at Fu Chuan: "Sir, what should we do now? Where to go?"

Fu Chuan did not hesitate: "Is there another way to the airport?"

"Well, there must be, but the flight will definitely be missed."

"Don't be afraid of this. You can turn around."

"Where is Jiajia?" Leng Wuyou asked worriedly, "Fu Chuan, what should I do with Jiajia? She was taken to the hospital by ambulance."

Fu Chuan said gently: "Listen to me, we have so many people left here who can take care of her. Now we have to go to the airport."

Leng Wuyou looked at his determined eyes and nodded slowly: "Okay, then, I'll listen to you."

The driver took out his mobile phone: "I'll arrange a vehicle right now!"

Fu Chuan helped Leng Wuyou stand up: "Come, accompany me to get something."

All the windows of their car were broken, but some documents and luggage were still in the car.

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