Chapter 8: Buried in Flames
The fire erupted, its raging tongues spreading rapidly through the cinema.
Qin Manjiang grabbed Li Xijiu and turned to run toward the screening room's exit.
Thick smoke was already choking their noses and mouths.
"To the restroom."
If they wet towels or clothing and covered their noses and mouths, they still had a slight chance of escaping. Otherwise, the surging heat alone would injure their airways and leave them unable to breathe.
"Okay." Li Xijiu agreed at once.
After they rushed out of the screening room, smoke filled the corridor, making it impossible to open their eyes.
They bent low and covered their noses and mouths. They had no idea where the fire had started, but tongues of flame were already bursting out everywhere.
Just then, there was a crash!
The ceiling suddenly collapsed!
Before they could reach the restroom, fallen rubble blocked their way.
Qin Manjiang looked around. Stay calm. I have to think calmly.
Although the fire had broken out, that did not mean there was nothing they could do.
But... where was the path to survival out of this inferno?
Qin Manjiang racked his brain with all his strength.
Suddenly...
"Look out!"
Li Xijiu shoved him hard again!
Qin Manjiang stumbled and slammed into the wall.
Turning to look, he saw a tall, thin figure standing amid the flames!
Its gaze shifted from Qin Manjiang to Li Xijiu, and it walked toward them barefoot through the fire.
"Run!" Qin Manjiang's heart jolted. He scrambled to his feet, grabbed Li Xijiu's arm, and the two immediately broke into a desperate sprint.
But Li Xijiu was in terrible shape. His sudden exertion had dislodged the blade embedded in his forearm, and blood now gushed from the wound. His face was as white as paper,