"Xuefei, I really want to thank you and your grandfather this time. If it weren't for you, I wonder how many people would die!" Ling looked at Xuefei with gratitude and said. Xuefei said modestly: "Ling, don't say anything more. In fact, we should feel ashamed. If we can find out the cause of this tsunami, maybe we will destroy it when the tsunami is still far from our territory..."

Ling shook her head and said, "If we could subdue the tsunami, who would let it rage? You and your grandfather have done their best. Now I just hope that the islanders will not let us down and that they can kill the mighty 'God' first!" "Now drilling ships all over the world have arrived in the island waters, I believe that man will conquer the heavens! The tsunami cannot destroy us." Xue Fei's handsome face was full of firmness and confidence.

Ling was not as optimistic as her, and said with some worries: "I hope everything is as you said, man will defeat heaven!" After that, he turned his head to look at Lin Ran and asked, "Why haven't he arrived yet?" Lin Ran smiled bitterly and said, "Ling, even if you let him fly over, you have to give him wings." Ling frowned and said, "It seems that I'm too anxious, but at this time, I really want to discuss with him..."

Seeing that Ling attached so much importance to Xiaogang, Chang Xuefei immediately felt competitive in her heart and couldn't help asking, "Ling, who is he who you are talking about?" Ling looked at her and said slowly, "If there is another person in this world who can give us a way to get rid of this disaster, then this person must be him!" Ling's words made Chang Xuefei even more dissatisfied, and said, "Is he even more powerful than me... grandpa? How could he have a way to do it even if my grandpa can't stop it?" Ling's mind appeared in the mine. Li Xiaogang used incredible means to transport the remains of the miner buried deep in the well out of the ground, and murmured: "After all, people are humans, how can they be compared with gods..."

"Ling, did you just say you are a god?" Chang Xuefei asked in surprise. Ling was stunned for a moment, waved her hand and said, "No, I mean he has great magical powers and can reach the level of people." "Hmph! Is that right? There are people in this world that Ling you admire, so I have to have a good experience!" Chang Xuefei curled her mouth and said with a frosty face. Seeing that Chang Xuefei had already regarded Li Xiaogang as an imaginary enemy before she saw Li Xiaogang, Ling couldn't help but smile bitterly and said intimately that she was talking too much.

Just as a few people were waiting anxiously for Li Xiaogang's arrival, the eastern coastal area and the junction of Haiti were playing an oddity that made the oldest fishermen stunned. Before the tide was low, the sea water had already begun to rush towards the deep sea. The speed caught many fishing boats doing their jobs off guard, and in the blink of an eye it was stranded on the muddy beach. The sea water seemed to be summoned by something, disappearing on the horizon forever. The seabed, which had never appeared before, was first revealed to people. Countless fish that had not had time to swim back were thrown on the bare beach, jumping and rolling in pain in the mud, waiting for the arrival of death.

Just as the young fishermen were excited about the "gift" that fell from the sky and rushed to the sea fish left on the beach, some old fishermen fell into deep worries. On the muddy beach left by the sea water in Z Province, countless stranded fish were slid with their white belly, making people's eyes blurred. Children and adults were like New Year's Eve, throwing fish into their own bamboo baskets with bright smiles without knowing that the disaster that was rare in a thousand years was approaching them quietly.

At this moment, a staggering figure ran towards the beach from a distance, deeper and shallower. Something was vaguely shouting in his mouth. As the distance got closer, his shouting began to become clearer, "Friends, run quickly! Run away, leave there, run up the mountain! Quick!" When people heard his shouting, they looked up at him, and only a female voice said, "It's the drunkard, Lao Wang, don't pay attention to him. I don't know how many pounds of cat pee were there, and I came here to drink crazy!" As the female voice landed, everyone's attention quickly shifted to the various sea goods stranded under their feet, and no one paid attention to Lao Wang anymore.

"Friends, fellow villagers, please leave here quickly. It's dangerous here!" Old Wang's beard was twitching, looking around seventy years old, looking very slow, and his whole body was covered with a disgusting smell of alcohol. At this time, he stood shakingly in front of everyone and shouted anxiously. Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Old Wang's voice increased a little more, but the result still made him feel disappointed. Old Wang, who was unwilling to give up, stepped forward to hold the arm of a middle-aged man and said, "Deqing, this place is really dangerous. The tsunami is coming soon. If you don't run away quickly, you will die!"

The middle-aged man named Deqing was just thinking about picking up more fish, and pushed Lao Wang into the muddy mud and shouted angrily: "Boss Lao Wang, don't talk nonsense here. What a bullshit tsunami, you're pulling him away. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer fish under his feet, he entered other people's baskets, Deqing was anxious and threw Lao Wang into the muddy mud, and shouted angrily: "Boss Lao Wang, don't talk nonsense here. What a bullshit tsunami, you're tugging, I'll kick you to death!"

The old man struggled to stand up from the mud, not caring about the sorrowful mud on his body, and said with a plea: "Deqing, just believe me, the tsunami is really coming! There was a tsunami in Chile in the 1960s. The situation was exactly the same as it is now. If I lied to you, I would be a turtle bastard!"

Mr. Lao Wang's reluctance made Deqing gradually lose his patience. He kicked him to the ground and shouted: "I think drinking has ruined your brain. This is obviously an annual tide, but you just say it is a tsunami, which is really a lot of talk. You'd better get out quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you and swing your old bones apart!" "Friends, my Mr. Lao Wang has not dripped the wine today. If there is a word I say, my Mr. Lao Wang is blowing five thunders!" Mr. Lao Wang's oath did not attract people's attention. Compared to the sea of ​​goods all over the ground, Mr. Lao Wang is less attractive.

Seeing that his words did not work, and a tsunami might come at any time. The anxious old man looked around and saw that there were at least thousands of people gathered on the beach. When the tsunami came, these thousands of people would undoubtedly be spared. Tens of millions of tons of sea water were smashed down, and even a stone was broken. The old man knelt in front of everyone with a pounce, saying with tears in his voice: "Friends, I, Lao Wang, beg you, you just believe me! The tsunami is really coming and you will die..." Seeing Lao Wang's sudden action, some people began to hesitate. Although Lao Wang is a well-known alcoholic, he is a well-deserved and most experienced fisherman. After living by the sea for seventy years, Lao Wang's familiarity and understanding of the sea is like his own backyard.

"Mom, I think what Grandpa Wang said is true, let's believe him?" A little boy about ten years old said to a young woman beside him with clear and innocent eyes. The young woman frowned and looked at Lao Wang with disgust, saying, "He is a drunkard, just talk nonsense. Let's not listen to him. Just pick up more fish and sell it. You will have your tuition fee. Don't you want to continue studying?" After hearing what his mother said, the little boy frowned gently, stopped talking, and continued to lean over to pick up the fish.

Seeing that everyone ignored him, Lao Wang was anxious and pulled and pulled, but with his twilight years and his body corroded by wine, how could he move? He tried his best to get back one after another. Lao Wang, who had not shed tears for many years, started to cry in his eyes. Seeing Lao Wang being pushed around and shoved, his face was covered with mud, the little boy couldn't bear it and helped him up when Lao Wang fell down again. Lao Wang's voice was hoarse and looked at the little boy with tears in his eyes, and said sadly: "Xiao Hao, listen to Grandpa Wang, hurry up and leave here and run to the high mountain. Only there is safe... Believe me, okay?"

The little boy stared at Wuxie's big eyes and nodded with all his strength and said, "Well, Grandpa Wang, I believe you!" The little boy's trust made Lao Wang very excited, and his old eyes were full of gratitude. The little boy turned around and walked to his mother's side, pulled his mother's hand without saying a word and walked towards the place far away from the beach. The young woman struggled a few times, but couldn't help but say anxiously: "Xiaohao, what are you doing?" Xiaohao didn't say anything, but just tried harder. "Xiaohao, are you crazy? Don't you want to go to school? Let go of your mother, all the fish have been picked up!" Faced with her mother's reproach, the little boy was indifferent, holding her mother's hand tightly, but refused to let go.

In desperation, the young woman said, "Xiao Hao, listen to your mother's words, don't believe that old alcoholic, he will speak..." Before the young woman finished speaking, the little boy suddenly stopped. The young woman thought that her words had worked, and her heart couldn't help but relax. At this moment, the little boy suddenly pointed to the direction of the sixth floor and said crisply: "Mom, look, what is that?" The young woman looked up following the little boy's delicate fingers, and suddenly saw a crisp green floating on the far 6th floor. "That's..." The young woman was shocked and murmured: "Is it the army?"
Chapter completed!