The speedboat is overweight.

Although it’s not that we can’t leave, because there are too many people, the fuel volume of the speedboat cannot support it and pull everyone to safety.

Jiang Peng was caught in a difficult problem.

"What are you waiting for? I haven't all been here, so I won't drive the boat!" Zhou Chen was chatting there when he saw Jiang Peng and Pan Da were not driving the boat, and he was so angry that he came here.

Jiang Peng picked up the speaker of the loudspeaker and said, "Our boat is too heavy, and the engine's oil volume cannot support the city center."

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on Zhou Chen's suitcase.

"What do you think of me?" Zhou Chen said intermittently, "My bag is not heavy, what does it have to do with me."

"Little Jiang!" Uncle Le suddenly pulled Jiang Peng, Jiang Peng lowered his body and asked, "What's wrong, Uncle Le?"

"Xiao Jiang, I remember the Confucius Temple in Chinatown is very high, almost like a small hill. Do you think there is no way?"

Jiang Peng was slightly stunned, and immediately realized what Uncle Le was talking about.

Confucius Temple is located southwest of Chinatown. Because it is a temple, it is built on a higher terrain. When you go to worship, you have to climb nearly two floors of stairs before you can enter the temple.

Moreover, most importantly, Confucius Temple is very close to where everyone is.

Jiang Peng showed joy on his face. After thinking about it, Confucius Temple was indeed the closest safe area.

"Panda!" Jiang Peng held the trumpet and shouted at Panda: "Panda, I will give you a way toward Confucius Temple, just southwest of Chinatown. Wherever the terrain is high and close, we can go there to take shelter."

Panda nodded, started the engine and started moving forward.

Jiang Peng held the flashlight and used the flashlight's light column to guide Panda in the wind and rain.

"Jiang Peng..." Jiang Yitong touched Jiang Peng at some point and pulled his pants.

Jiang Peng half-squatted down, Jiang Yitong leaned down in Jiang Peng's ear and whispered.

"There is something wrong with this Zhou Chen."

Jiang Peng looked at Jiang Yitong, nodded, and said, "I know, if it weren't for Uncle Le's sake, I wouldn't have saved him."

Jiang Yitong shook her head and said, "It's not this problem. Zhou Chen's bag has problems, and the things inside are definitely not normal."

Jiang Peng patted Jiang Yitong on the shoulder and whispered: "I can't take care of so much for the time being. I'll send everyone to a safe place first. You can stare at him on the way and notify me as soon as possible if you have any questions."

Jiang Yitong nodded.

Although the road conditions were difficult, Panda was also a veteran in driving a boat. He drove a speedboat and under the command of Jiang Peng, he finally saw the Confucius Temple.

As Luke Le said, the terrain of Confucius Temple is very high, and the river water has only submerged two-thirds of the steps in front of the temple.

Panda drove the boat to the steps in front of Confucius Temple and turned off the engine.

"Brother Peng, we are here." Panda pointed to the Confucius Temple in front of him and smiled.

"Xiaohu, Yitong, here it should be safer. I will help you down." Jiang Peng took the lead in rolling over and getting off the boat, stepped on the uneasy water, and carried Jiang Xiaohu down.

"Xiaohu, go up." Jiang Peng pointed to the direction of Confucius Temple, helped Jiang Yitong, and pulled her off the boat.

"Everyone comes one by one." Jiang Peng shouted, helping everyone off the boat.

"Brother Peng, what do you mean now?" Panda stopped the ship, locked the ship on the stone pillar on one side, and turned over and got out of the ship and asked.
Chapter completed!