Gene Game

5 Righteousness (2)

"Um," the young man sweated his head, "the opposite is their dormitory, are you converging..."

Liu Yi was angry. Hearing such blatant rhetoric, he wanted to raise the table on the spot and communicate with the old man with his fists if it were not for his identity.

Of course, he can't do this kind of thing, but he can't allow others to slander for no reason. He cleared his throat and got up, just about to speak, but the girl just now brought the plate to eat. Seeing Liu Yi standing up, she obviously had a misunderstanding: "Ah, please sit down and I will serve you."

She has a sincere attitude and a lovely demeanor, even if Liu Yi is angry, he can't refuse. Taking the plate while thanking him, he noticed the callus on the girl's palm. What did she do before? Looks at a young age, with a childish face and a simple ponytail, you can see that you have never seen anything in the world; the temperament is quite not bad, the standing posture is quite tall, and the gesture of serving the plate is somewhat elegant, It’s certainly not a rough job. Not a big beauty, she is an ordinary, pretty good-looking girl,

Liu Yi glanced a little longer before turning his attention to the food. He is not so idle that he has to dig into the roots when he sees individuals casually. After the transfer of attention, the anger was basically gone. He lifted his chopsticks to pick up the sausage, which was cooked in the rice cooker, and bit his mouth, his eyebrows wrinkled involuntarily.

"Boss!" He raised the volume slightly.

This time Ma Tuan moved faster and stood at Liu Yi's table in the blink of an eye: "Liu, what's the matter?"

"Are your sausages made of tires?"

Ma Tuan smiled and was embarrassed: "Isn't this just the end of the New Year. Several employees quit during the New Year, and after the New Year, several new workers were hired. I'm really sorry about this. What about ..."

Bang--

Yelling "Fire, help" the greasy chef and the kitchen worker with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks scrambled to escape, and last cook was with a raging flame.

His body moved before his mind was thinking, Liu Yi violently pulled off his jacket, leaned over and pushed the burning cook to the ground. He put out the fire quickly.

In such a short time, all guests in the lobby ran away, including the talkative old gentleman. The old not only did his voice sound louder than the young man, but his movements were also stronger than the young man.

"What, what's going on?" The boss's voice trembled.

The cook yelled and raised his head: "The kid who ran first has never used a gas stove in his life!"

Liu Yi roared, "Hell! You hire such a fool!"

"His resume is very fancy, and it was so fancy during the interview, I thought..."

The burnt smell mixed with the smell of leaking gas went straight through his nostrils. Without time to care about trivial things, he rushed to the kitchen. A fire in a restaurant is the worst situation, especially in the kitchen, where things can burn and burn extremely hard. Only when he got to the door, the heatwave was so scorching that people did not dare to approach him, and Liu Yi saw a half-person high flame on the gas tank. On the side are a few overturned bottles and cans, and it is not clear whether the liquid is oil or vinegar under the firelight.

He will die if he goes in, Liu Yi gasped. Without time to hesitate, I just wanted to greet Ma Tuan to turn off the power in the store. The lights suddenly dimmed and the noise of the TV suddenly stopped. Glancing back, the new girl stood by the main power valve, nodded at him, turned, and ran out.

The child is clever enough. It happened that there was a roll of bedding on the table next to the wall, which was probably used by Ma Tuan overnight in the store. Liu Yishun picked up the quilt. This quilt is thin and hard and feels rough. Needless to say, it is a bargain, but it is perfect for an emergency. According to the emergency drill procedure, I had to get the whole body wet first, and then spray water to cool the gas tank, but listening to the gas in the tank puffing out, I didn't have so much time to do every step. He only soaked the quilt in the big pool for washing vegetables, and he rushed straight into the canned food that was blazing higher and higher.

The valve was burned, and the fire could not be extinguished for a while. Liu Yi wrapped the can with a wet cotton quilt, hugged it, and ran wildly. Not far from the “Eight Plus Eight” gate is the branch road of the Grand Canal. He remembered a time when the cell phone ran out of electricity during a meeting. He read when he was bored reading the newspaper. Once a firefighter encountered the same situation, the countermeasure was to The burning gas tank was thrown into the river.

The only difference is that the firefighter in the newspaper is only ten steps away from the river, while Liu Yi needs to run a hundred meters. Even though the soaking quilt, he could feel that the can is getting hotter and hotter. Suddenly a gust of wind blew his face, and the flame licked his face instantly. Liu Yi hurriedly turned his head, his face still rubbed to the side, aching pain.

Fortunately, it was noon and there were few people on the street, and passers-by who saw him raised their mobile phones. Thinking of less than ten minutes, Weibo and Moments will be full of heroic postures of running forward holding a large group of fire, and Liu Yi's footsteps are accelerating. It feels extremely long at the moment of a mere 100 meters, and he suddenly understood the mental state of the goal rising from the horizon in "Captain Tsubasa". The carved stone fence on the river bank was finally close at hand. He gritted his teeth and threw the gas tank and quilt into the river.

It is done? Should he shoot and detonate? Staring at the gas tank with rest assured, observing for a while, Liu Yi confirming that the flame went out with his own eyes, Liu Yi's heart finally fell to the ground. He leaned against the railing and panted for a while before he could walk back. A one-hundred-meter sprint was originally not worth mentioning to a special service team like him, but holding a thing that would explode in his arms at any time, that nervousness was not covered.

With the applause and thumbs up of the pedestrians who witnessed the whole process, he also heard someone say "It's really not a good person" after a series of red-faced compliments. Considering that no one should recognize him, Liu Yibai glanced at the crowd and returned to "Eight Plus Eight", ready to finish lunch. It hasn't been two minutes since the accident happened, and the food is still hot.

One foot stepped into the threshold, the shop owner greeted him, hugged Liu Yi's right arm, and cried: "Liu! You save me and my wealth. From now on, as long as--"

"Shut up, i***t," Liu Yi was very shy, hurriedly sinking his face, and blocked the boss's gratitude back. "You should recruit some decent people."

He easily pulled his hand out of the boss's arms, and someone else stopped in front of him. "Young man," said the old man who looked like a professor, who would stare at Liu Yi, "You are amazing."

"Just so-so."

"I take the liberty to ask if you are unhappy with your current job, how about quitting and doing it with me? The income package will make you satisfied. Don't blame me for speaking directly, I also know that it is a big taboo to have an in-depth discussion while we are not familiar, but you are so fearless. It's very honorable for a young man to risk his life to save others. It's so honorable."

"You overrate me," Liu Yi laughed. He believed that everyone in the team could do it. "Besides, you just said that I was useless."

The old man was stunned: "I mentioned you just now?" He patted his head, "Wait, what did you do?"

Liu Yi just waved his hand, picked up his coat from the ground, and patted it a few times: "It's just a tortoise with a shrunken head, hiding behind a two-centimeter steel plate."