The man’s clothes, made of chemical fiber, caught fire instantly. Everyone around him sprang up madly, screaming and yelling like ants on a hot pot.

Qin Feng was not afraid, picking up a torch and swinging it at a few of the others. Seeing the situation, they got scared and scattered.

Having driven away this group of people, Qin Feng took out his mobile phone and called Kun. He explained the situation, and then grasped the drainpipe attached to the wall of the bar, climbing it up to the storage room on the second floor.

The fire was still small. If there were fire extinguishers on hand, they would soon be able to suppress it. However, Kun was slow to react. Qin Feng had to take off his shirt and slap at the edge of the fire to get close. Without fear of danger, he kicked open the window. He had to get rid of the torches that had been thrown into the room.

But there were too many flammable substances, and there was a lot of very high-quality foreign wine, very likely to explode.

If he rushed in, it would be very dangerous.

A roar came from below, "Qin Feng! Get down!"

Sister Flower was the first to come. She sent someone to bring a ladder, and carried a fire extinguisher. "It’s dangerous! Come down!"

At this time, not far away, the Audi Q7 started moving. Qin Feng saw it and shouted anxiously, "Quickly, stop that car! They are the arsonists!"

The assailants in the pick-up truck had no idea where to go, but the man in the Q7 must have been the leader. If they caught him, they would find out who sent him.

This was of great importance to Qin Feng and Sister Flower.

Kun and a group of bar employees rushed out of the building, but the Audi Q7 already lurched forward. Kun’s group dared not approach, allowing it to get away.

Qin Feng was angry. What a bunch of useless trash.

Forget it. It was more important to put out the fire first. He was sure to find out who did it eventually!

Whoo!

After Qin Feng got the fire extinguisher, he quickly put out the source of the fire in the warehouse. He jumped in alone, inspected it, and made sure that all the fire had been extinguished. He checked up on the goods, and the loss was not great.

Then, the warehouse door opened, and Sister Flower rushed in. Kun and the others then poured in, crowding the room.

"All right, all right, everybody move out. It's all right. Don't crowd in here!" Qin Feng shouted from somewhere in the middle of the room.

Xiao Jinhua looked at the Qin Feng in front of him with concern. "Are you all right? I was scared. Jumping in was reckless. In case of an explosion... "

"It's all right, Sister Flower, I know." Qin Feng smiled with a relaxed face.

By then, most of the crowd had evacuated the warehouse. Qin Feng wanted to go to the site of the incident at the back door. After all, the pickup truck had been left behind, and there should be some clues to be found on the vehicle. Moreover, there were back door surveillance cameras. They would carefully inspect to footage to find out who those arsonists were.

Suddenly, Qin Feng noticed a small fire burning in the depths of the warehouse – right next to a big pile of fireworks and firecrackers in the corner.

If this exploded, not just the back rooms, but even the Free Man Bar's front hall would catch fire. Then, all the electricity cables would burn, and the fire will be unstoppable. In the front hall, many people were intoxicated with alcohol. If there was a large-scale fire, the front door would not suffice to safely evacuate everyone. The consequences would be unthinkable.

The nightlife industry was most afraid of fire. Over the past few years, other places in China have had a very high rate of death and injury in bars that have suffered from fire accidents. Dozens of people have been killed and injured. These were all true stories. The bar owners, local executives, even the entire provincial fire safety authorities and other authorities would be severely criticized and demonstrated against.

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"Get out of the way!"

Seeing that it was about to detonate, Qin Feng pushed Sister Flower out of the door and rushed in alone. He grabbed the ignited fireworks box and dashed to the window as fast as he could. When Sister Flower rushed in again, Qin Feng had already jumped out the window. With a deafening bang, the fireworks box exploded, followed by a variety of gorgeous fireworks flying into the sky, releasing a colorful, flowery shower of sparks.

"Qin Feng!"

Sister Flower anxiously shouted, then turned around and rushed out of the warehouse. Not far away, Kun and the others did not understand what happened. They heard the sound from outside and then saw Sister Flower rush to the back door.

Sister Flower stormed out into the back alley, calling out, "Qin Feng! Qin Feng! Where are you?"

The fireworks box was a dozen meters away from the site of the explosion. Sister Flower noticed a pair of shoes on the ground. She hastily picked them up and found that they were Qin Feng’s boots.

Not good!

Sister Flower nervously shouted, "What are you waiting for? Look for Qin Feng!"

He didn’t blow up, did he?

The group scattered. Then, a black figure suddenly crept up behind Sister Flower. A hand grasped her shoulder. Sister Flower whirled around in a fright, and saw that it was Qin Feng, his face ghastly!!!

He stuck out his tongue and rolled his eyes, "Ha-ha, Sister Flower."

"You... You son of a bitch! I was scared!"

Xiao Jinhua's hand hit him on the chest. "Do you know how worried I was? And you’re just here laughing!"

"Oh, I was a little impatient when I jumped out of the window. I accidentally kicked my shoes off."

Qin Feng awkwardly took the shoes from Sister Flower’s hands and sniffed. "Oh, stinky. Don’t tell me you can’t smell that! You even held them in your hand."

"Just go jump in a ditch!"

Sister Flower’s pink fist hit his shoulder. "In the future, you are not allowed to do such dangerous stunts. If you took a step too slowly and the whole warehouse exploded, do you know what the consequences would be?"

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

Qin Feng retracted his mischievous expression and looked to the woods not far away. Zhang Dali had already disappeared. "This attack was definitely premeditated. At first I suspected Ji Dongchen, but just as I threw the fireworks box, I saw a person in the shadows."

"Who?" Sister Flower asked anxiously.

"Do you remember the last time you took me to Erlang's barbecue for supper?"

"Zhang Hui?"

Sister Flower's mind was sharp, and her words were right.

"Yes, very much like him. He was in the car, watching all this from a distance, waiting for me to throw out the fireworks box; then he drove away."

Qin Feng said, "Is it because you turned them down last time? Is this revenge? Or to put some pressure on you?"

By then, Kun and the others also came around. Sister Flower didn't seem to want to discuss Zhang Hui and Meng Zhaolin in front of them. She coughed softly. "Okay, leave a few people to clean up and throw away all the fireworks and firecrackers stored in the warehouse. Repair the damaged doors and windows of the warehouse as soon as possible, and seal this pickup truck in the back yard. Tomorrow I will report this to Brother Jun and let him personally handle it."