Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 812

Chapter 812

"Sh*t." Lars gritted his teeth and cursed. The sharp pain was like the bite of a tiny insect. His whole back was

burning. This was much more serious than the injuries he had suffered in the previous fights. After all, those little

bastards did not dare to hurt the young master of the Francis family for the sake of their father.

But at this moment, even the time to feel pain was a luxury. Lars unavoidably inhaled a large amount of toxic gas in

the air, such as carbon monoxide, chlorine gas, phosgene gas, ammonia gas, sulfur dioxide, liquefied petroleum

gas, and a large amount of carbon, like fierce demons trying to drag people into the abyss. He didn't even have the

wet coat to cover his mouth and nose, and liquid particles and suspended solid particles were mixed in the thick

smoke. Lars coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed weakly.

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The concentration of carbon monoxide in the air was already very frightening. Once the concentration of this

substance in the air reached 1.28%, a person would suffocate and die within three minutes. When it reached 10%,

it would only take a few seconds to take away a person's life.

Lars's hands and feet were weak. When he fell to the ground, he put out the fire on several wooden shelves. The

burning charcoal stuck straight to his skin. Lars could even hear the sound of sizzling as if he was eating barbecue,

and the meat was on a plate. Lars smelled a little of the smell of burning protein. Ah, his flesh was cooked.

He was really f*cking unlucky.

How could he die when he finally wanted to do something good?

Thinking of this, he subconsciously wanted to see Crystal. After all, he had risked his life to save Crystal. However,

when he turned his eyes, he was shocked.

After Crystal got up from the ground, the first thing she did was not run out to breathe fresh air, but staggered

back, squatting on the ground and pulling him out.

Lars was speechless.

Lars said in a hoarse voice, "If you don't leave now, we will all die here."

Crystal's face was covered in black soot and sweat, and her stunning beauty was no longer visible. She was also on

the brink of collapse, but she couldn't leave Lars behind. "The exit...is very close. We just need to get out of here,"

she said.

She didn't say anything else afterward to save her strength. After all, Lars was a tall man of 1.84 meters and

weighed over 70 kilograms, which was too difficult for Crystal, who already had little strength.

Crystal put her wet coat on Lars's mouth and nose, afraid that he would be poisoned to death. Because it was close

to the door, the wind brought some fresh air. She recovered a little bit of energy and really dragged Lars out a little

bit.

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Lars's voice was muffled. "You..."

Crystal said, "Don't be discouraged. We can go out."

Lars replied, "I mean, can you pull my other arm? My left hand has just been smashed by the shelf. I'm a barbecue

platter now. It's very painful!"

Crystal was speechless.

Crystal felt a little guilty. "Okay, okay, I'll pull your other arm."

The little girl almost used all her strength and really dragged Lars to the door.

Despite the black smoke in the corridor, the air was fresher due to the larger space. Lars took a deep breath and

managed to regain his senses. He turned around and saw Crystal collapse against the wall, unable to move. Her

hands were trembling as she looked at him with a small amount of determination, somehow managing to drag him

out.

"We can't stay here any longer." Lars gasped and slowly stood up. He said to Crystal, 'TH carry you out."