Reborn King of Marketing

In the night wind, the flames on the Mercedes-Benz became even more fierce. At this moment, a rapid siren sounded. Everyone turned around and saw two fire trucks rushing towards this direction.

The firetruck finally arrived, but everyone was still worried about it.

In the blink of an eye, the fire truck arrived in front of us, and with a shrill sound of brakes, the fire truck stopped.

Seven or eight firefighters jumped out of the car. The leading team leader found out that the fire was caused by gasoline and immediately asked his men to put on dry powder fire extinguishers.

The firefighters held dry powder fire extinguishers in their hands, ran forward, and sprayed wildly at the flaming Mercedes-Benz.

In the blink of an eye, a white mist obscured everyone's sight.

At the same time, Director Yang, Liu Yiwei and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They all turned their heads to look in the direction of the director of the platform, but only Lao Gao was left there, and Xiao Gao was nowhere to be found.

Director Xie, who was hiding far away, also came over with a frown on his face and stood behind Director Yang without saying a word.

Everyone knew what caused the fire just now, and they all looked at Deputy Director Gao angrily.

Director Yang asked angrily, "Where is your son?"

Director Gao sat on the ground with an innocent expression on his face, "What about my son? I, I didn't see him at all!"

This kind of lying with open eyes made everyone very helpless. After all, no one could go up and slap him.

We have to wait until the security team arrives to deal with this matter, so everyone can only continue to focus on putting out the fire.

With a groan, Mr. Wang woke up first. She first saw Wang Xiaomin, who was still unconscious next to her, and hurriedly reached out and hugged her niece.

"Xiao Min, Xiao Min!" she kept exclaiming.

Wang Xiaomin sighed and opened her beautiful eyes like autumn water. The first thing she said was, where is Zhang Xuebing?

Director Yang and others ran over and saw that the two of them were fine and quickly comforted them with a few words.

"Mr. Wang, just be fine, just be fine, the fire brigade is here and they can rescue people right away!"

"Where is Zhang Xuebing?" Wang Xiaomin asked again.

Everyone was immediately speechless and looked at the still burning Mercedes-Benz.

Wang Xiaomin seemed to realize something, struggled suddenly, and ran towards the Mercedes-Benz, but was hugged tightly by her aunt.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, lucky people have their own destiny!"

Wang Xiaomin struggled to move, looking at the flames in the white mist, tears rolled down her eyes, and shouted hoarsely, "Zhang Xuebing, Zhang Xuebing!"

As the white mist filled the air, the flames on the Mercedes-Benz suddenly seemed to shrink, and seemed to be forcefully drawn into the car.

When the captain in charge of putting out the fire saw this scene, he yelled, "Get out of the way, I'm going to take a photo!"

Before he finished speaking, he and several team members turned around and ran back.

At the same time, the flames on the car seemed to be extinguished and all disappeared. However, in the next moment, they suddenly swelled up again, followed by a loud noise that shook everyone to the ground where they almost sat.

The entire car jumped up with a loud noise, and then fell hard to the ground, turning into a twisted and deformed wreckage.

One word flashed in everyone's mind at the same time, it's over!

How could anyone survive such a violent explosion? Even if they couldn't be killed at the time, they should have been burned alive!

Wang Xiaomin's whole body seemed to have been struck by lightning, and she froze in her aunt's arms. A few seconds later, she screamed and passed out again.

Liu Yiyi was stunned for a long time, and then he patted the back of his hand blankly and kept nagging, "What can I do? What can I do?"

After this explosion, the flames quickly dimmed. The fire brigade immediately replaced the faucet, and a burst of water sprayed over, completely extinguishing the flames.

Master Liu ran over, looked at the pile of scrap metal, and stamped his feet anxiously, "Hurry up, hurry up, get it out of the way and save people!"

The fire chief shook his head slightly with a bitter look on his face and said, "In this case, people, well, you have to be mentally prepared!"

After all, Zhuang Youcai was young and had a strong heart. He pulled his master away for a few steps and whispered.

"Brother Zhang, I'm afraid this time..."

Master Liu's clear eyes showed turbid tears. He choked and said, "How can this be like this? I was fine just a few minutes ago!"

Only then did Zhuang Youcai realize that the old man really cared about Zhang Xuebing. He sighed and patted the master's back in silence.

The firefighters stepped forward, and then used fire axes and crowbars up and down. Pieces of iron sheets and sundries were removed one by one and remained aside, gradually revealing the carriage.

Wang Xiaomin woke up slowly and struggled to step forward. At this moment, she could no longer cry, she just kept sobbing, and her eyes were swollen like peaches.

Mr. Wang felt sorry for his niece and gently helped her to the vicinity of the car accident. At this time, Director Yang and others also came over. A group of people silently watched the work of the firefighters.

When the last piece of iron sheet was lifted, the entire carriage was exposed. Everyone looked over, only to find that there was nothing inside except the burnt leather seats.

How is this possible?

The fire chief was also a little dumbfounded. He was experienced and had dealt with similar accidents many times. He had never seen anything like this before.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for a person to be burned so quickly. Even if it is burned to ashes, there will be traces.

He turned around and asked everyone, "Are you sure there is someone else in the car?"

Wang Xiaomin broke away from her aunt's arm, ran a few steps and picked up the still warm frame of the bicycle, shouting loudly, "Zhang Xuebing, Zhang Xuebing!"

But no matter how she shouted, there was no response.

Zhang Xuebing seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

The fire chief had to report the incident, so he asked again, "Are you sure there is someone inside?"

Everyone nodded together.

Director Yang said with a serious expression, "I'm sure there is someone inside!"

The fire chief waved his hand and said, "Move the frame!"

The ropes and crowbars were attached, and after some tugging, the frame of the car was moved away intact, and there was still no trace of anyone under the car.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, and everyone saw slowly becoming confused in each other's eyes.

Wang Xiaomin and Mr. Wang were even more puzzled. Zhang Xuebing obviously pushed them out of the car, but why was there no one there?

Where did Zhang Xuebing go?

Zhuang Youcai consoled him, "It's a good thing that no one was found. Maybe he was hiding somewhere when it was most dangerous!"

Everyone laughed bitterly. The space in the car is so big, where can people hide?

The fire captain secretly had a headache. If someone at the scene was not rescued, the rescue would have to be reported and his mission would not be completed.

He murmured in his heart, could these people have drunk too much, and they thought there was someone inside even though there was no one there? Otherwise, it would not make sense at all. Could it be that it was haunted?

Other people were also looking around, and for a while the place was as quiet as a classroom.

Wang Xiaomin suddenly pointed to the distance and said, "Before the explosion, the car was over there, could it..."

Before she finished speaking, she staggered towards the place where the car accident had just occurred.

When everyone looked over there, they saw nothing but white powder on the ground and a large pool of burn marks. It didn't look like anyone was there at all.

At this moment, a man's voice came, "Hurry up and give me a hand!"