Reborn King of Marketing

After Chief Gao saw the people inside clearly, his legs weakened and he sat on the ground.

It turned out that the person inside was none other than his precious son Gao Xiaojun.

Although the relationship between father and son is not good, blood is thicker than water, and Lao Gao didn't want the white-haired man to give the black-haired man away, so he suddenly became anxious.

He suddenly jumped up from the ground and kicked the windshield of the van as if he was crazy.

Once, twice, there was only a click sound, and the windshield shattered into broken glass like corn kernels, splashing everywhere.

Director Gao looked overjoyed, half-hidden into the cab of the van, and frantically dragged Gao Xiaojun out.

"Help save people, save every one you can!" Director Gao grabbed his son's arm and shouted hysterically.

Now everyone still doesn't understand the truth of the car accident, and even Master Liu and his disciples later thought it was an accident.

With the idea that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, everyone helped pull Gao Xiaojun, who was about to faint, out of the cab.

This guy was lying on the ground with his eyes covered in blood and couldn't see anything clearly. He could only scream heartbreakingly on the ground.

Seeing that his son was still alive, Director Gao breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly called for an ambulance.

Director Yang roared, "Hurry up and save Mr. Wang and the others!"

In Director Yang's mind, the sum total of a hundred Gao Xiaojuns could not equal the lives of these few people in Mr. Wang's car. If there was anything wrong with them, he would not be able to explain it at all.

At this moment, a strong smell of gasoline penetrated everyone's nostrils.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that oil was seeping out of the white van from the door. It dripped at first, and then gathered into an oil stain on the Mercedes-Benz cabin. It was seen that the oil was getting more and more.

Although both cars were out at this moment, as long as there was a spark, everyone was in danger of falling into the sea of ​​​​fire.

"Crowbar, found it!" Zhuang Youcai ran over panting, carrying a crowbar and a wooden stick more than two meters long.

However, at this time, the people who were rescuing people had differences. Chief Gao dragged his son away from the two cars.

Director Xie also subconsciously stepped back. It was obvious that the idea that a gentleman should not stand under dangerous walls has taken over.

Now only Director Yang and Liu Yi were left standing around the car, anxiously urging Zhuang Youcai to hurry up.

"Master, please get out of the way!" Zhuang Youcai yelled, inserted the crowbar under the van, and pressed down on the crowbar with all his strength.

Without saying a word, Director Yang picked up the wooden stick on the ground and joined the team of prying the car.

Although Liu Yiwei was old, he still had some strength as a cook. He helped hold down the wooden stick from behind Director Yang.

"I call one, two, three, let's go together!" Director Yang shouted, "One, two, work harder!"

The three people tried their best to push down the crowbar and wooden stick, only to hear a creaking sound, and the van was pried and slid to one side.

With a loud clang, the van rolled to the ground, revealing the devastated Mercedes-Benz.

"Smash the glass!" Liu Yiyi shouted.

Zhuang Youcai picked up the crowbar and smashed the car window glass hard.

There were two clanging sounds, and the side window glass shattered into corn kernels, revealing a large black hole.

Zhuang Youcai came to the window and shouted, "Zhang Xuebing, Zhang Xuebing, say something when you hear this!"

At this moment, a weak voice came out, "I, I'm fine, get people out quickly!"

To my surprise, the voice belonged to Zhang Xuebing.

Director Yang and others gathered around and saw a person in the window extending his hand.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and together they reached out to grab the man's arm and pulled it outward.

After a while they pulled out a woman wearing a navy blue suit, it was Mr. Wang.

She was unconscious at this moment, and it looked like Zhang Xuebing should have helped drag her out.

The crowd gathered around again, and another pair of white arms stretched out.

It looks like it's a girl, probably Wang Xiaomin.

After a lot of effort, Wang Xiaomin was finally pulled out.

Mr. Wang and Wang Xiaomin were both half-conscious and were put on the ground by everyone, temporarily losing their ability to move.

Zhang Xuebing's weak voice also came out, "I'm fine, I can crawl on my own. The two of them were holding me down just now. You hurry up and smash the front glass to save the driver!"

Originally, everyone planned to find Zhang Xuebing and go out to rescue the driver. After hearing this, they thought it made sense. Time was tight at the moment, and there was no telling when the fire would break out.

Since Zhang Xuebing could push out the two people, he could also climb out. It would save time to break the window first and get rid of the driver.

With several loud noises, the front windshield was also shattered. Fortunately, the driver was not unconscious, but was stuck under the steering wheel. After everyone pulled and pulled, most of the driver's body was freed.

Liu Yi looked back worriedly and saw Zhang Xuebing's hand stretched out of the car window and crawling out.

He hurried over and reached out to hold Zhang Xuebing's arm, "Boy, work harder and I'll pull you out!"

However, at this moment, Gao Xiaojun, who was being dragged by Director Gao, opened his eyes. He looked at the scene in front of him with a sinister smile on his lips.

He took out a kerosene lighter from his pocket, opened the lid, and gently moved the rubbing wheel, and a blue flame rose up.

Immediately afterwards, the guy yelled, "Go to hell," and threw the lighter towards the Mercedes-Benz.

This kind of kerosene lighter has its own windshield and will not go out after being thrown for a short time. The lighter drew a line of blue light in the air and landed on the Mercedes-Benz in a parabola.

The lighter made a muffled sound, and a small part of the gasoline that had just leaked was ignited, and a blue flame burst out.

In an instant, the blue flame spread across the body of the car, and in the blink of an eye, the entire Mercedes-Benz shell turned into a blue fireball.

The people who were rescuing people were forced back by the flames.

Zhang Xuebing, who was standing outside the car window, had climbed out half of his body and immediately shrank back.

The driver screamed strangely when he was burned, and jumped out of the window. His clothes were already on fire, and he was rolling around on the ground, trying to put out the flames on his body.

But how can it be so easy to use gasoline? It only burned him so much that he screamed, but his life was saved. At most, he suffered severe burns.

However, Zhang Xuebing in the carriage fell into a desperate situation.

Everyone knew that if the flames were allowed to burn like this, the fuel tank would be ignited before long, and the entire car would turn into a train.

But no one had any fire extinguishing tools at hand. How could they just watch Zhang Xuebing burn to death?

At this moment, everyone heard Zhang Xuebing shouting from inside the car, "Throw the crowbar to me, quick!"

Why does he need a crowbar?

No one had time to think about it, Liu Yiyi shouted, "If you have talent, give it to him quickly!"

Zhuang Youcai risked being burned by the flames, suddenly ran a few steps forward, and threw the crowbar in his hand towards the car window.