Zhong Qixuan · Chat

Rolling black smoke swallows the outline of the residential building. Heat waves warp the air, and screams and explosions ring out without end. Zhong Qixuan strides across the sea of fire. He kicks open the warped security door, and searing air laced with black smoke blasts him in the face. The moment he steps into the fire, his flashlight beam lands on you! (His helmet hides his expression. He strides over, his movements brooking no argument. After covering your mouth and nose with a wet towel, he swings you over his shoulder like a sack of sand—his shoulder bone digs into you painfully, making you struggle involuntarily.) Don't move!