My Waste Husband

Chapter 198

Henry was anxious. The intensity of the fire door had been specially strengthened. The thickness of the steel plate was at least five centimeters. Even a sniper rifle could not easily penetrate it. The door lock was deformed and tightly stuck together.

If Henry was given enough time, he was confident that he could break open this door, but now, he didn't have that much time to do so.

He looked at the side. Without hesitation, he rushed out of the fire channel and rushed into the 17th floor, where the fire was burning.

Outside Lin's building, the firemen were anxiously thinking of how to put out the fire. They brought in fire pipes one after another and began to extend, trying to drag them to the top floor.

Some people also rushed into the building and began to increase the water pressure, using the fire barrels inside the building to put out the fire.

But now, it was secondary to put out the fire. The most important thing was that someone was still trapped on the top floor and there was no way to save her! NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

"What to do? What to do?" Sam took off the fire shield, stood downstairs, looked at the fire on the top floor, and shouted.

"Captain Nan, calm down!" Chan grabbed Sam's arm. "The fire is too strong, completely out of control. The fire door can't be opened. Miss Lin may not be able to come out after such a long time. There is no need to take risks again!"

"Can't come out? How can it be impossible!" Sam roared, but there was no hope on his face. He understood Chan's words. Even if Sylvia was still alive, how long could she hold on? The fire could not be extinguished in a short time. How long could she hold on? One minute? Or two minutes?

Sam's face was as pale as ash. The fire-proof hood in his hand fell to the ground and rolled to the side. At this moment, he felt so helpless.

"Look! Who is that? Oh my god, what is he doing!"

In the crowd of onlookers, the young man holding a telescope suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

"There's a person! There's a person climbing up the building! He's gone mad! He's courting death!"

"My God, does he want to die?"

People saw that on the outside of the building between the 17th and 18th floor, a figure was climbing up in the burning fire.

In such a high position, as long as he was not careful, he could definitely slip and be smashed to pieces!

The wind howled, and the black smoke swept around Henry's body, blocking his sight and affecting his movements greatly.

Henry narrowed his eyes and tried to see clearly in front of him. He endured the pain brought by the flame and climbed up a bit by bit with his breath.

Outside the building, there were few places for him to rely on. Every move he made was desperate. If he was not careful enough, he would fall into a world of no return.

Everyone standing downstairs was worried about Henry.

"Look! He went up! The 18th floor! He has reached the 18th floor!"

The young man holding the telescope let out a cry of surprise, and Henry's every move would make him tremble with fear.

Henry found a broken hole that had been blown up and got into it.

The place where he was at was Sylvia's office. At this moment, it had completely turned into a sea of fire.

"Sylvia! Where are you?" Henry roared. He took in a lot of smoke and coughed repeatedly.

But no one replied to him.

He endured the burning pain in his body. He could feel that the hair on his body had been scorched, and there was a stinky smell.

Henry looked around. When he was sure that Sylvia was not in the office, he ran out quickly and shouted in the flaming corridor.

Sylvia hid in the bathroom. She didn't have any energy right now. The shirt soaked in water in her hands became dry. She felt like she couldn't breathe anymore.

"Am I dying..."

Sylvia's eyes were full of nostalgia. She was not willing to leave like this. She had just found someone she could rely on. She had bullied him for so long, but she had never hugged him. She hasn't apologized to him about what happened yesterday. She wanted to eat his breakfast and drink cola with him. She wanted to go around the world with him.

She felt that the things in front of her eyes began to blur, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier. She was about to close her eyes and couldn't hold on any longer.

Sylvia slowly loosened her grip on the clothes, and the shirt in her hand fell to the ground. Her body was red. Even if she was hiding in the bathroom, she was burned by the high temperature. Her beautiful face was full of embarrassment at the moment.

Henry 's figure vaguely appeared in front of Sylvia.

Sylvia raised her hands powerlessly. She waved her hands out of thin air as she softly muttered, "Go away, I'm not looking well right now... You... don't look..."

"Sylvia! Sylvia!"

Henry roared in the corridor. He had searched the whole floor, but he did not see her figure. The anxiety in his heart made Henry feel that he was going crazy.

Suddenly, a burnt black mobile phone attracted his attention. He could see at a glance that it was her mobile phone.

Henry's eyes followed the road in front of him, and he saw the door of the toilet.

Without thinking, Henry kicked open the door in front of him. Sparks flew everywhere and fell on his body, making his skin burned with a lot of red spots.

At the moment when he rushed into the bathroom, Henry saw the lady lying on the ground. Her hair was charred, her body was red, and only underwear was on her body.

Henry immediately took off his shirt and soaked it in the tap, wrapping it around Sylvia's body. At the same time, he picked up Sylvia's shirt that had fallen off to the side. After soaking it in water, he covered her mouth and nose. He picked her up and rushed out, ignoring the surrounding flames.

The fire enveloped Henry's whole body and made him each part of his body burn. But he clung to Sylvia in his arms so as not to let her get any hurt.

"Sylvia! Sylvia!"

Henry kept calling Sylvia trying to keep her awake.

Coming to the window on the 18th floor, Henry looked down and found that the crowd was as small as ants.

Thick black smoke floated in front of him.

At the window, Henry stood for five seconds and then jumped down.

When the onlookers downstairs saw his movement, they all gasped. Some timid girls screamed harshly and covered their eyes, not daring to see it.

Henry held Sylvia with one hand and stretched out the other. When he landed on the 17th floor, he suddenly waved his hand and grabbed the window.

He felt a strong momentum. At this moment, he felt that his arm was about to be torn apart!

He jumped down from the 18th floor and clung to the 17th floor. This was a scene that was often seen in movies, and few people in the world could be able to do it.

Fortunately, Henry's arm was amazingly strong. He successfully grabbed the window edge and jumped into the room through the window. Under the burning fire, he protected the lady in his arms and rushed out through the fire exit.