PFC Chapter 166 World Trade Center
Chapter 166 World Trade Center
A loud bang was heard as the tightly closed door to the ward was pushed open.
With that loud noise, a figure rushed in.
The person who arrived was Yang Huanying. Her face was full of anxiety, and there were even a few beads of sweat on her forehead.
As soon as she entered the room, her gaze was immediately drawn to Wu Gang, who was lying on the hospital bed.
"Ouyang Qing! What exactly happened? Is Xiao Gang alright? What did the doctor say?"
Seeing Yang Huanying's anxiety, Ouyang Qing quickly stood up and went to comfort her, saying, "Don't worry too much, Huanying. The doctor said Wu Gang is fine, just a slight concussion, and he's still unconscious."
"But he can be discharged after a few days of rest and recuperation once he wakes up."
Hearing this, Yang Huanying breathed a slight sigh of relief.
But then Ouyang Qing's expression turned serious, and he continued, "But now there is something even more urgent and important than that!"
As he spoke, he unconsciously frowned.
Yang Huanying's heart tightened, and she quickly asked, "What is it?"
Ouyang Qing took a deep breath and slowly said, "The summoner of the Vajra Armor was stolen by the Netherworld Demon. Although we don't know what their purpose was in stealing the summoner, our combat strength has been greatly reduced."
"If another Netherworld Demon appears, I'm afraid we'll have to rely on Xu Ting alone to fight."
Upon hearing these words, Yang Huanying's face instantly darkened, and her previously relaxed mood became tense again.
Her eyes quickly scanned the entire ward, as if searching for something, before she suddenly asked, "Where's Xiaoting? Isn't he here?"
Ouyang Qing shook his head, and then recounted in detail to Yang Huanying the battle between Xu Ting and An Mixiu, as well as its subsequent developments.
After Ouyang Qing finished speaking, the two looked at each other and saw worry and determination in each other's eyes.
They then nodded in unison, deciding to go together to persuade Xu Ting, hoping to help him pull himself together and face the current dire situation.
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Meanwhile, in the bustling and vibrant Times Square in downtown New York State, people come and go.
Sunlight streamed down, bathing the entire square in a soft golden glow.
Lin Yao sat alone and quietly on a bench in front of a brightly colored ice cream truck.
He held a chocolate-flavored ice cream in his right hand, took a small lick, and then showed a satisfied expression.
"You know what, although Blue Star's technological development is relatively backward, its creativity and variety in food preparation are truly eye-opening!" Lin Yao muttered to himself.
As he savored the sweet and delicious ice cream in his hand, he reminisced about his past experiences.
"It's been so long since I've tasted such a wonderful flavor, but alas... now I'm all alone!"
At this point, Lin Yao slightly raised his head, looked into the distance, and revealed an indescribable sense of loneliness and sadness in his eyes.
However, at that moment, an urgent news report suddenly appeared on the giant screen above the Times Square building, which was originally playing various advertisements and entertainment programs, instantly attracting Lin Yao's full attention.
On the screen appeared a nervous-looking presenter who was speaking rapidly: "Dear viewers, this is the daily express report from the York State Daily!"
"According to our frontline reporters, the World Trade Center in eastern New York State caught fire fifteen minutes ago. The cause of the fire is unknown!"
"Judging from the current situation, the fire is extremely fierce, and the entire building is shrouded in thick smoke starting from the fourth floor!"
The scene then switches to the fire scene, where orange-red flames can be clearly seen rising and leaping, and thick black smoke looks like a ferocious beast baring its fangs.
Although the local fire department arrived quickly and launched a full-scale firefighting operation, it was clear that the fire showed no signs of abating or being extinguished.
At the same time, the White House also issued an emergency notice, solemnly reminding residents in the surrounding area: "Please note! To ensure your own safety, please stay away from the following streets..."
The announcement quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys of New York, attracting widespread attention and discussion among citizens.
However, at first, Lin Yao, who was in the crowd, did not pay much attention to it.
He leisurely licked the sweet and delicious ice cream in his hand, seemingly indifferent to what was happening around him.
But then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the news footage playing on the large screen next to him—the raging flames instantly drew his attention.
Lin Yao stopped eating his ice cream, looked up at the screen, and examined it carefully.
In the video, the fire was extremely fierce, with thick smoke billowing into the sky.
But as Lin Yao observed more closely, he discovered that the flame was somewhat different, as if it were formed from spiritual energy.
Suddenly, as if realizing something, Lin Yao shoved the rest of the ice cream into his mouth.
Immediately afterwards, he rushed to the motorcycle parked not far away and nimbly climbed onto the seat.
"It seems that Lufa has finally lost his temper and made his move. His underlings, those shady little rats, are starting to stir and run around everywhere!"
Lin Yao muttered to himself, a slight, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips, "But this is exactly what I wanted! It saves me the trouble of searching everywhere!"
Before he could finish speaking, a deafening roar of an engine erupted.
Lin Yao twisted the throttle handle hard, and the motorcycle under his feet sped off like a wild horse.
The wheels spun rapidly, kicking up a cloud of dust.
In the blink of an eye, he broke through the cordon set up at the edge of the street and sped towards the burning World Trade Center.
Just as Lin Yao was speeding towards the World Trade Center, on the other side of the city, a young man also keenly noticed that the raging fire was somewhat unusual.
After a brief moment of thought, I made up my mind and headed towards the World Trade Center.
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