Chen Jia's Cheng Zheng love

The conversation between Li Li and Nongmei broke down, and the surrounding area began to smell of burning smoke.

"What are you doing!"

Li Li looked at the gradually ignited flames, and took a few steps back in horror.

The thick-browed man raised his eyebrows and smiled disdainfully.

"Just doing some cleaning."

The warehouse is full of cardboard boxes, and when the paper encounters a fire, it burns very quickly.

Chen Jia was the closest to the box. Although the nearby boxes hadn't started to burn yet, it was only a matter of time before they got here. Chen Jia could even feel the scorching heat coming from not far away.

"Why did you set fire to it! I just asked you to teach him a lesson, I didn't say to burn him to death! Besides, he is not Chen Jia! Are you crazy!"

Flames danced in Li Li's eyes, and the guilt of being accused of murder finally overcame her fear. She grabbed the thick-browed man's clothes and held on, screaming and ordering them to put out the fire.

But those people didn't take Li Li seriously.

The thick-browed man frowned, and pushed Li Li away violently as if in disgust.

Li Li fell to the ground all of a sudden.

"Don't get me wrong, our boss is Brother Liao, not you. Do you think I will listen to what you say? You are just a woman that Brother Liao lost when he was bored. You really take yourself seriously Right? By the way, there is one thing I forgot to say, not only him, but also you will be burned to death, this is what Brother Liao ordered."

Li Li's eyes widened.

"You lied! A Liao can't do this to me!"

Li Li stretched out her hand frantically, got up and grabbed the man's face.

The man got angry, raised his leg and kicked Li Li hard, Li Li cried out in pain.

"Don't touch her! Hit a woman, what kind of men are you!"

Chen Jia stood up tremblingly, and walked slowly towards the man, his eyes were full of anger.

What a scumbag raising a scumbag!

There are more and more cardboard boxes burning in the warehouse, and they obviously don't want to let themselves out alive.

But at least, give Li Li a chance to survive.

It's not that Chen Jia wants to show how noble and great he is, it's just that he knows that in his current state, the hope of surviving is too slim.

But Chen Jia in this state is not their opponent at all.

Nong Mei took an iron rod from someone and slammed it directly on Chen Jia's head, Chen Jia couldn't even dodge.

With a muffled sound, Chen Jiahuang fell to the ground, and blood flowed from the part that was hit hard.

Chen Jia's eyes were dark.

The heavy closing sound, the scorching temperature getting closer, and the cry of a woman.

Chen Jia felt that he was dying.

With some consciousness remaining, Chen Jia reluctantly opened his blood-smeared eyes, but what he saw was fire.

They were now surrounded by a sea of ​​flames, and the burning paper rose up with scarlet flowers, and then fell down in ashes.

The billowing black smoke made it difficult to breathe. Li Li knelt at the door and covered her mouth, coughing continuously.

"Li Li, come... come..."

Chen Jia looked at Li Li and called her with a weak voice.

Li Li has completely collapsed now, the fact that she is about to die is too much for her to bear, she can't listen to anything.

"come over……"

Chen Jia shouted again, and the smoke inhaled while speaking made Chen Jia cough violently.

Li Li turned her head numbly, and saw Chen Jia stood up again with blood all over her face, one step at a time, walked to her side with difficulty, and hugged her from behind.

"You hate...the scars...so I'll cover it for you...wait...someone should...discover the fire...by then...we'll be saved."

After hearing Chen Jia's words, Li Li, who was already in despair, covered her mouth and cried again.

For a moment, Li Li felt that the man behind him was Chen Jia.

Only Chen Jia understands some of her little habits, only Chen Jia knows what she hates the most, and only Chen Jia can be so gentle at any time.

Was it because he was with Chen Jia that this man became so similar to Chen Jia?

With the raging fire approaching, they had no way out.

The two fainted were fighting against death.

……

Chen Jia thought that when he opened his eyes, what he saw should be hell.

It's just that he doesn't think that in hell, there will be people who look like A-gan.

Bird's nest-like hair was disheveled, black-rimmed glasses with thick lenses like the bottom of a wine bottle, and a crying face.

So Chen Jia felt that he was still alive.

Great.

Just the next second, the pain in his head and whole body made him unable to help but groan.

"Brother Jia! You finally woke up!"

A-gan was so excited that he couldn't control his emotions, and threw himself on Chen Jia.

Chen Jia felt that in this way, he was really about to die.

"Go...get off! Do you want me... to die!"

Chen Jia roared.

A-gan knew that he had made a mistake and quickly got up and sat down beside him.

Chen Jia understood his current situation.

There were multiple burns all over his body, a severe blow to his head, and blood congestion in his brain, so he was in a coma for two days before waking up.

Although the injury was a bit serious, at least he survived.

"Where is Li Li? How is she?"

"Because you have been protecting him, and the fire was discovered early, she just inhaled a little more smoke and dust, and there is no serious problem."

Li Li is fine, Chen Jia is a little relieved.

Chen Jia looked at the hand that was still receiving the infusion, then glanced at the room, and asked suspiciously.

"Agan, where is Chen Zheng?"

Being able to wake up, Chen Jia thought that the first thing he saw would be Chen Zheng, but it was obvious that Chen Zheng was not here.

Chen Jia was a little disappointed.

Fortunately, when I was beaten by them, I tried my best to protect my face.

After hearing what Chen Jia said, Ah Gan's eyes began to wander, and then he got up and said he was going to fetch water, but Chen Jia stopped him.

"What are you running for? What are you talking about? Where is Chen Zheng?"

Agan lowered his head, not daring to look into Chen Jia's eyes.

Chen Jia felt his heart was pulled suddenly, and even breathing became difficult.

I have a bad feeling.

"I'll ask you again, Chen! Zheng! People! What!"

Chen Jia had never spoken to A Gan in such a harsh tone.

But A-gan bit his lip and refused to speak.

"You don't tell me, right? If you don't tell me, I'll find it myself!"

As soon as Chen Jia said that, he pulled out the infusion needle in his hand, and was about to get out of bed when he lifted the quilt, A-gan hurried over to stop him.

"Don't move! You're not healed and you can't move around!"

Chen Jia looked at A-gan coldly.

"Then are you going to tell me or not?"

Agan knew that he couldn't hide it, and he would know sooner or later, so he could only speak out with a cruel heart.

"Chen Zheng...is also injured...I guess...he won't live long."