Just as Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong looked at the bus with their eyes solemnly.

I saw a head suddenly appearing on the overturned bus, a completely broken window, and a figure struggled to climb out of the window.

Then two, three, four.

One after another, people crawled out of the broken windows.

And it seems that there are too many people, one window exit is not enough, and a glass next to it that has been cracked, but it is not broken, was smashed hard from inside by someone.

The two escape exits have accelerated the speed of people coming out a lot.

Everyone climbed onto one side of the bus and jumped down from the body one by one.

The bus overturned to the ground, and one side of the original body turned into a "roof". Although the width of the body is a little smaller than the height, it is almost three meters. For ordinary people, it was originally a scary height.

Normally, most people will not choose to jump from this height because it is easy to cause injuries.

But obviously, it is not normal now.

Everyone could see the large oil tank next to the bus overturned, and the oil tank had begun to seep oil. Everyone knew what might happen.

Even though speculation may not necessarily happen, it is obvious that the bus is no longer a safe place, and they cannot stay in the bus for rescue with peace of mind.

Therefore, even if you may be injured by jumping at a height of more than three meters, it is nothing compared to the danger of life.

Everyone climbed onto the "top of the car" and jumped down one by one.

After jumping out of the car, everyone quickly ran towards Zhang Kun and others. Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong hurriedly made way and asked everyone to run towards the safe area behind.

The escaped people ran past Zhang Kun. When the last figure jumped out of the "top of the car" in the distance, no one crawled out of the car window again for a long time. Zhang Kun felt a little relieved.

However, when the man jumped out of the car and ran past Zhang Kun, Zhang Kun still grabbed him.

"Okay, it's okay. It should be safe here for the time being. Everyone in the car has come out." Zhang Kun asked.

The man gasped heavily, soothing the oppressive feeling of escaping from death. When he heard Zhang Kun’s question, the man hesitated for a moment, then nodded: “It should be that there is no one.”

After saying that, the man was about to continue running to the back.

However, when he heard this, Zhang Kun was stunned, and then he suddenly grabbed the man again, staring at the man's face.

A pair of eyes gaze under Zhang Kun's eyes, dodging.

Zhang Kun's heart thumped, and then he said angrily: "Is there any or no?"

The man's eyes twitched, and Zhang Kun's eyes glared, lowered his head, and finally said submissively: "It seems that there is an old man. His legs were stuck when the car overturned, and, and, the driver seemed to have not come out yet."

After hearing his words, Zhang Kun grabbed his hand like iron pliers, his eyes as if fire was about to emerge, staring at the man.

Since there are still people in the car, why...

However, before Zhang Kun could ask, there was a sound of something next to him falling to the ground, and then Zhang Kun felt a figure flashing past him.

Zhang Kun suddenly turned his head and looked towards the accident, and saw Fan Dayong running quickly towards the overturned bus.

Without saying a word, Zhang Kun shook away the hand that grabbed the man, then placed his luggage on the ground, and chased after him.

Fan Dayong, who was running quickly, seemed to hear the footsteps coming from behind. He turned around and looked at Zhang Kun. Fan Dayong immediately said angrily: "What are you here for? It's dangerous here, go back."

"Then what are you doing?" Zhang Kun replied non-stop.

"I am a soldier." Fan Dayong said angrily.

"Aren't soldiers human?" Zhang Kun said with a smile, but after laughing, Zhang Kun shouted seriously: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, it's important to save people. Can you save two at a time?"

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Fan Dayong stared at Zhang Kun fiercely, but in the end he didn't say anything. Turning back, the two of them had already run down the overturned bus.

Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong got close to the back glass of the bus and looked inside. The inside of the car was in a mess. Then the two soon found the old man who was said to have his legs stuck.

The old man was pinched between two seats for some reason. He saw that the old man was panicked at this time and tried to pull his legs out of the seat, but it seemed that there was no effect.

As for the driver's position in the front of the car, Zhang Kun and the others couldn't see it at this angle.

Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong looked at each other.

"You go first." Fan Dayong nodded to Zhang Kun, then fell down with his hands and placed them in his lower abdomen.

At this moment, and Zhang Kun had already stood here, Fan Dayong stopped talking nonsense.

Zhang Kun has seen this action on many military channels, and it is the action of assisting his teammates in the army to climb the wall.

Zhang Kun knew what to do. Although Zhang Kun didn't actually need this assistance at a distance of more than three meters, Zhang Kun still nodded, then stepped on Fan Dayong's hands and jumped up.

At the moment when Zhang Kun jumped up, Fan Dayong raised his hands hard, adding a little motivation to Zhang Kun's leaping momentum.

Zhang Kun jumped, climbed onto the edge of the bus with both hands, and then exerted force with both hands to climb onto the "top of the car".

After getting on the "roof", Zhang Kun turned around, lay down, and then stretched out his right hand to Fan Dayong.

Fan Dayong nodded, took two steps back slightly, then rushed, took off, grabbed Zhang Kun's right hand, and at the same time he kicked his right leg on the body of the car, and he instantly flew to the "top of the car".

Then the two jumped into the car through the broken window.

"Save me!" In the car, the old man whose right leg was stuck suddenly jumped down when he saw them, especially Fan Dayong, who was still wearing military uniforms, shouted immediately, with an excited expression on his face.

Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong stepped on the chair and walked all the way to the old man. Fan Dayong first carefully comforted the old man, and then the two carefully looked at the position where the old man was stuck.

There were two chairs in a row. I guess at the moment of the car accident, one of the chairs was broken halfway, and the old man just didn't know why, and his right leg was clamped into the gap between the two chairs, and then he couldn't pull it out.

Moreover, I looked at the old man's right leg and the position of the clamped was slightly unnatural, as if there was a possibility of a fracture.

Fan Dayong determined the position where the old man's legs were clamped and the direction where the chair was bent.

Fan Dayong took a deep breath, found a position to stand firm, then grabbed the left and right chairs with both hands, and began to forcefully break the chair apart.

Fan Dayong's arms bulged with blue veins, and his face began to turn red slowly.

With Fan Dayong's efforts, the two chairs began to slowly separate to both sides.

But a few seconds later, the chair was a little wider, and the old man also struggled hard to pull out his right leg, but he still did not move.

The old man's face was even more anxious.

Fan Dayong's face was completely red at this time, but there was still no sign of being pierced open. Finally, Fan Dayong couldn't hold back the breath in his body. He exhaled in one breath and instantly half of his strength was removed. The two chairs that were slightly separated were put together again.

Fan Dayong gasped, staring at the two chairs with his eyes tightly, and quickly thought of a solution in his mind.

At this time, Zhang Kun, who had been comforting the old man next to him, suddenly spoke.
Chapter completed!