When it was really time to be in the scene, Tongguan realized what Fang Shenyan's words "the sealed straight line" looked like.

Following the seventh exhibition hall, all the way down, there is a continuous extension of line segment.

The central air conditioner buzzed, rushing and depressing, as if urging the living to continue to move downwards and downwards.

This is an irregular secret room.

Tongguan ran wildly, and the layout of the seventh exhibition hall was engraved in his heart with his steps.

He calculated his time in his mind and roughly calculated the evacuation route after the subsequent implementation of the planned plan.

The exhibition hall was even bigger than Tongguan imagined. After opening a total of 73 doors, he finally arrived at the last area of ​​the exhibition hall.

This small room, which is less than 20 square meters, only exhibits are placed in the middle.

Tongguan didn't even look at what the exhibit was drawn. He stepped forward and pulled off the curtains, took out a lighter and lit them.

The curtains are burning slowly, and the falling fire blocks gradually burn the flammable carpet.

The fire has become a small scale and has spread locally, and choking smoke has hit.

Tongguan knew that he had achieved his goal, so he turned around and was about to leave.

And at this moment, a deafening and nerve-like alarm sound suddenly appeared in his ears.

Extraordinary harsh sounds came from all directions, not limited to this small room.

The automatic fire extinguishing hole on the roof made a "sizzling" sound, as if the flood would immediately drop and extinguish the fire that was about to be formed.

Tongguan's pupils shrank slightly and his heart suddenly ached, and he realized how low-level mistake he had made.

From outside the museum and then inside the museum, there was never a trace of electricity.

This made him think that the World Trail Museum had automatically powered off.

This temporary plan was formulated too hasty, and even out of the inertia of thinking, he didn't even realize this when facing the stuffiness of the air conditioner after entering the exhibition hall.

Tongguan smashed his palm hard and was about to start remedy, but the alarm sound that covered all the exhibition halls in the next second came to an abrupt end.

The fire extinguisher, including the rooftop, also stopped making a strange noise, and only a few drops of water that were better than nothing were dripping, and there was no sign of continuing.

"Someone cut off the power and water for me?"

Several changes in the situation within a second caused Tongguan's emotions to reverse several times, but he still thought of this.

He didn't think about who that person would be, and turned around and ran out.

The fire has started now, but it is so loud that it is not under his control. Perhaps "Stefanie's Smile" is on the way.

Tongguan knew that this situation would be faced by this trip, so he was not too panicked.

He speculated that he should be the one who acted the fastest, and the alarm sound also came from him, so even if the ghost came, he would look for him first.

In this way, Jin Xi and Hong Fu have the opportunity to complete the plan.

This is the best ending.

Tongguan still needs to continue setting fires to ensure that the fire can cover the entire Seventh Exhibition Hall.

But during this period, he had to be alert to whether there were disturbing strange figures around him.

The dark exhibition hall is darker, but the brighter the brighter the brighter.

The arson can greatly stimulate human adrenaline and make people feel unprecedented pleasure.

From the initial caution and caution, Tongguan has become more and more bold and unrestrained.

After igniting seven or eight small exhibition halls, there was a sea of ​​fire behind him, and it continued to extend forward.

Since the exhibition halls are equipped with characteristic heat insulation and fire-proof materials, generally speaking, the fire will not spread so quickly.

However, Tongguan has opened the doors of all exhibition halls, and the flammable carpets are connected in pieces, which has accelerated the spread of the fire.

Today's fires will not affect the outside world, and they are all circulating vertically.

With the basic fire, Tongguan did not set fires in each exhibition hall specifically, but placed one by one.

This way his time is greatly reduced.

But even so, when he lit 40 exhibition halls, he had already used up eighteen minutes.

Tongguan was gasping heavily. The choking smell of smoke made him breathing particularly difficult, and the turbid air made his lungs ached faintly.

There were two exhibition halls that caught up with Tongguan in the fire, but he still felt a hot burning feeling behind him.

The originally clean and fair face had been blackened at this moment. He wiped the filth on his face and gritted his teeth secretly.

Time is far beyond his expectations. It is absolutely impossible to complete the plan in twenty minutes, and time will be delayed again.

If this continues, it will be difficult for him to survive...

There are still more than 30 exhibition halls left, nearly half of the workload.

But the next actions must be greatly reduced in quality.

After thinking briefly, Tongguan embarked on this journey again.

In the subsequent actions, he did not set fire at intervals, but stopped to set fire every time he ran through five exhibition halls.

Such practice will naturally lead to slower fires and may even have unexpected potential.

But Tongguan thought to himself that the fire had already swallowed the entire exhibition hall under non-spinal interference.

The most important thing at the moment is that he must run out of the seventh exhibition hall alive and must not be blocked by ghosts here.

Apart from the urgency of time, he did not feel the pressure from the supernatural. It can be said that this action was still going smoothly.

Tongguan's heart gradually became grateful for this. Perhaps "Stefanie's Smile" is the most special ghost in the museum.

It is not limited to the painting gallery, the goal is to look at the entire museum, otherwise it would have no reason not to come for so long.

"Jin Xi and Hong Fu's side should be on the verge of ending.

I haven't received their request for help yet, and I want to come as smooth as mine."

With more than a dozen exhibition halls left, he can return to the gate. After leaving this exhibition hall, he will have more time to safely.

Tongguan is quite excited by the current situation on the verge of success. With his active thinking, he even thought of Feng Jiafu and Fang Shenyan.

Feng Jiafu still has not given a signal until now. Maybe they have already obtained the bag, or maybe they have failed.

But at least Feng Jiafu is still safe, and Fang Shenyan has no doubts.

The progress of things was so smooth that Tongguan felt a sense of relief, and his pace became lighter and lighter.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The original fatigue was diluted in the joy of being about to escape from the sea of ​​fire.

The fire was getting farther and farther away from him, and the way he left was less than a hundred meters ahead.

The darkness in front of him gradually became pure, which made him full of hope until a rapid voice suddenly appeared in his ears.

Tongguan stopped in surprise and urgently, looking at the origin of the sound.

A weak and smiling face was exposed to his sight.

"Brother Tong, I'll wait for you... I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

Hong Fu's face was covered with black mud and blood, and his clothes were torn, as if he had escaped after a fierce war.

Tongguan was shocked. He never expected Hong Fu to appear in the seventh exhibition hall at this time.

"You...why are you here?"

Out of caution, he did not approach immediately, but kept a safe distance and spoke and asked questions.

Hong Fu grinned in pain, as if the wound was tearing as he spoke, and said hatefully:

"Jin Xi! Jin Xi was possessed by a ghost. She suddenly appeared in my ninth exhibition hall and attacked me."

Tongguan frowned, and as if he was about to struggle to get up, he narrowed his eyes and took a step back:

"Why don't you contact me with a headset?"

But Hong Fu's answer did not say it, and a harsh noise suddenly flashed through his headset.

Then a female voice full of panic and horror came:

"Brother Tong, is Hong Fu appearing in your exhibition hall?

Don't believe him! Don't believe him!

He is a ghost, I almost fell into the trap, and he cut off his legs and threw them into the sea of ​​fire.

Come and save me... Brother Tong comes to the eighth exhibition hall to save me!"

Things suddenly changed when they were on the verge of success.

In Tongguan's ears, Jin Xi's crying was constantly putting pressure on him, but Hong Fu in the shadow in front of him smiled bitterly:

"Hear? That's why I have to come to you in person.

I stood in front of you, but she insisted that you go to the eighth exhibition hall, you must believe me."

Hong Fu may not be Hong Fu, Jin Xi may not be Jin Xi, and the situation becomes particularly chaotic within half a minute.

But the matter was not over yet. Tongguan had not made any statement yet. The receiver in his pocket suddenly made a rapid and dense alarm sound.

Tongguan's face changed, holding the receiver in his palm, and the signal lights on it looked like dense drum beats, flashing wildly.

It was not an agreed time, but countless times, which seemed to show what kind of crisis Feng Jiafu encountered.

"Brother Feng? Feng Jiafu? What happened over you?"

"Sizzy!"

Feng Jiafu did not respond at all in the headset. On the contrary, a burst of electric current sound made Tongguan's ears deaf.

Feng Jiafu was killed and even his headset was destroyed!

In just half a minute, Hong Fu, Jin Xi and Feng Jiafu all had an accident.

Not only that, even Chen Wen and Ding Wangshu were as quiet as dead for a long time, and they never said a word!

Tongguan's heart was beating wildly, and he kept going backwards.

There was obviously another person in the room, but he felt that the whole world had abandoned him.
Chapter completed!