Chapter 812


    "Sh*t." Lars gritted his teeth and cursed. The sharp pain was like the bite of a tiny insect. His whole


    back was burning. This was much more serious than the injuries he had suffered in the previous fights.


    After all, those little bastards did not dare to hurt the young master of the Francis family for the sake of


    their father.


    But at this moment, even the time to feel pain was a luxury. Lars unavoidably inhaled arge amount of


    toxic gas in the air, such as carbon monoxide, chlorine gas, phosgene gas, ammonia gas, sulfur


    dioxide, liquefied petroleum gas, and arge amount of carbon, like fierce demons trying to drag people


    into the abyss. He didn''t even have the wet coat to cover his mouth and nose, and liquid particles and


    suspended solid particles were mixed in the thick smoke. Lars coughed up a mouthful of blood and


    copsed weakly.


    The concentration of carbon monoxide in the air was already very frightening. Once the concentration


    of this substance in the air reached 1.28%, a person would suffocate and die within three minutes.


    When it reached 10%, it would only take a few seconds to take away a person''s life.


    Lars''s hands and feet were weak. When he fell to the ground, he put out the fire on several wooden


    shelves. The burning charcoal stuck straight to his skin. Lars could even hear the sound of sizzling as if


    he was eating barbecue, and the meat was on a te. Lars smelled a little of the smell of burning


    protein. Ah, his flesh was cooked.


    He was really f*cking unlucky.


    How could he die when he finally wanted to do something good?


    Thinking of this, he subconsciously wanted to see Crystal. After all, he had risked his life to save


    Crystal. However, when he turned his eyes, he was shocked.


    After Crystal got up from the ground, the first thing she did was not run out to breathe fresh air, but


    staggered back, squatting on the ground and pulling him out.


    Lars was speechless.


    Lars said in a hoarse voice, "If you don''t leave now, we will all die here."


    Crystal''s face was covered in ck soot and sweat, and her stunning beauty was no longer visible.


    She was also on the brink of copse, but she couldn''t leave Lars behind. "The exit...is very close. We


    just need to get out of here," she said.


    She didn''t say anything else afterward to save her strength. After all, Lars was a tall man of 1.84


    meters and weighed over 70 kilograms, which was too difficult for Crystal, who already had little


    strength.


    Crystal put her wet coat on Lars''s mouth and nose, afraid that he would be poisoned to death. Because


    it was close to the door, the wind brought some fresh air. She recovered a little bit of energy and really


    dragged Lars out a little bit.


    Lars''s voice was muffled. "You..."


    Crystal said, "Don''t be discouraged. We can go out."


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    Lars replied, "I mean, can you pull my other arm? My left hand has just been smashed by the shelf. I''m


    a barbecue tter now. It''s very painful!"


    Crystal was speechless.


    Crystal felt a little guilty. "Okay, okay, I''ll pull your other arm."


    The little girl almost used all her strength and really dragged Lars to the door.


    Despite the ck smoke in the corridor, the air was fresher due to therger space. Lars took a deep


    breath and managed to regain his senses. He turned around and saw Crystal copse against the wall,


    unable to move. Her hands were trembling as she looked at him with a small amount of determination,


    somehow managing to drag him out.


    "We can''t stay here any longer." Lars gasped and slowly stood up. He said to Crystal, ''TH carry you


    out."