"Boom!"
The sixth floor exploded.
The explosion sound came from Chen Xiongwu's residence.
The old man screamed miserably, starting to curse: "What the hell is this bastard doing!"
"Quick, get downstairs, there's a fire!"
Lin Beichen snorted coldly, realizing it must be a gas canister explosion, and soon the room on the sixth floor was engulfed in flames.
Lin Beichen pulled two people swiftly from the sixth floor.
At this point, many people rushed out from the stairway, bewildered, asking each other what was going on.
"What exactly happened?"
"Stop standing around, the sixth floor's gas canister exploded, it's on fire now!"
Lin Beichen's voice was loud and strong, soon everyone in the building heard his shout.
"Ah, really? Then we better run!"
"Who is so senseless to do such a thing!"
The residents were startled, frantically fleeing, in life or death moments, whoever runs faster has a chance to survive.
