Chapter 168 I will definitely beat you up next time! ! !


Chapter 168 I will definitely beat you up next time! ! !

[Emergency evacuation notice: Typhoon No. 2 "Haima", which was originally predicted to have a path that did not involve mainland my country, suddenly took an abnormal turn this afternoon. According to the latest news released by the National Weather Service, Typhoon "Haima" is now moving westward at an alarming speed. Moving northward, it is expected to make direct landfall in the coastal area of ​​Qixi City, our city, between tonight and tomorrow morning. 】

[The city government has launched the highest level typhoon emergency response, requiring all residents in low-lying areas and near the coastline to immediately begin an orderly evacuation. 】

[Currently, governments at all levels in Qixi City have mobilized all forces, including firefighting, public security, armed police and volunteer teams, to assist residents in coastal fishing villages in the rapid evacuation. Rescue vehicles are constantly traveling between dangerous areas and temporary resettlement sites to ensure that every person in every household can be transferred in time. At the same time, the emergency management department reminds the public to carry necessary daily necessities and valuables, but must put personal safety first to avoid delaying evacuation time by carrying too many items. 】

Zheng Yuliang was just about to fall asleep when he was woken up by a call from the community service center.

The other person asked him to read the information. After reading it, he immediately went to the community service center to gather.

Then he hung up the phone hurriedly.

Zheng Yuliang opened the text message in confusion and saw such a long list of several messages.

I was confused for a while.

Then Zheng Yuliang, who was still a junior high school student but already very mature, immediately jumped three feet high from the bed and hurriedly got out of bed to pack his things.

Because I have experienced several typhoon evacuations.

Zheng Yuliang was not too panicked. He simply packed up his wallet, mobile phone, power bank, data cable, a few clothes and a few packs of instant noodles.

Then he went to knock on the door next door.

"Brother Chen Yun! The typhoon is about to make landfall. The community is notified to evacuate!"

"Brother Chen Yun, don't sleep!"

Zheng Yuliang knocked on the door several times, but there was no response from the bedroom.

There were only a few barks.

Zheng Yuliang frowned and tried to dial the number Chen Yun had left for him.

But still no one answered.

Or rather, the phone rang in the bedroom.

Listening to the gusts of wind that are getting stronger outside.

Zheng Yuliang frowned and decisively stretched out his foot to kick the weak wooden door of his house.

Seeing that the wooden door was on the verge of crumbling, he immediately made some repairs, and then slammed into the door again.

Despite his thin body.

But at this moment he was full of energy.

The next moment, the wooden door was knocked open.

The room was empty except for a white and black-and-yellow puppy, curled up in the corner and looking at him as he broke in.

Zheng Yuliang was stunned.

I don’t know where Chen Yun went.

But listening to the whistling wind outside, he decisively grabbed the puppy with a wooden sword pendant hanging around its neck and put it into the flight box in the corner of the room.

Then he took the flight case and his luggage and decisively turned around and closed the door.

It's not raining yet, and Zheng Yuliang is running on the road with his luggage and flight case.

The sky was low, with leaden clouds weighing down the sea level and the skyline.

When the wind blows, it sweeps over the entire fishing village with a salty and ominous feeling.

On the radio in the fishing village, a rapid and clear voice repeated over and over again: "Please note that the typhoon is coming. All villagers are asked to gather at the community service center immediately to prepare for a unified evacuation."

This voice, amidst the whistling of the wind, seemed particularly firm, penetrating every closed door and window, and also penetrating the uneasiness in people's hearts.

The old people walked forward slowly on crutches, supported by their children and grandchildren; the women held their young children in their arms and carried simple luggage and necessities on their shoulders; the men helped each other and checked whether the few ships still in the port were securely tied to the sea. shore, ensuring that they would not become a danger factor in the typhoon, and then hurriedly joined the evacuating crowd.

Zheng Yuliang quickly shuttled through the crowd with his puppy and luggage.

soon.

He came to the community service center.

The community service center, which is usually used as the village government office hall and occasionally used to hold festival celebrations and fishermen’s education activities, has now become a haven from the wind.

At this moment, there are more than a dozen buses sent from the shelter not far away gathered at the door here.

Volunteers at the door have been waiting for a long time. They wear eye-catching orange vests and guide the villagers to enter in an orderly manner.

Looking into the hall from the door, the emergency lighting emits a warm but not dazzling light, reflecting anxious or determined faces. The staff were busy registering information, allocating evacuation vehicles, and at the same time calming everyone's emotions to ensure that everyone was properly arranged.

The children were gathered in a relatively quiet corner, and volunteers tried their best to distract them from their fears of the coming storm with stories and games. The old people sat together and shared the storms they had experienced in the past. Their indifference and tenacity infected everyone around them. Young people took the initiative to take on more responsibilities, helping to carry supplies and take care of the elderly and children, showing the spirit of unity and mutual assistance in the fishing village.

Apparently.

He is already one of the late arrivals.

Zheng Yuliang anxiously came to a volunteer who was collecting information at the door.

He said loudly against the growing wind in his ears: "Uncle, has a brother named Chen Yun come to register?"

There was an inevitable trace of panic and prayer on his thin and young face.

Obviously he hoped that Chen Yun had taken refuge here.

The entire fishing village was broadcasting evacuation notices. If Chen Yun was still in the fishing village, he would definitely hear it.

Seeing this, the volunteer looked at the list in his hand, and then shook his head: "This person has not come to register, how about you call again? If you don't have a mobile phone, I can lend it to you."

The volunteer said, enthusiastically handing over the phone.

Zheng Yuliang was stunned because of these words.

If you're not even here...

So where did Chen Yun go?

There is a high probability that this tourist is not in the fishing village, otherwise it would be impossible not to hear the broadcast.

So……

You can't go to the beach, right?
Thinking of this, Zheng Yuliang felt something bad.

Isn't it just to see the sea when you come to live in their seaside fishing village, which combines fishing and tourism?

Chen Yun may have really gone to the beach!

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Stop being dazed and go to the shelter to take a rest. We'll follow the car to the shelter in fifteen minutes."

The volunteer waved to Zheng Yuliang, who was in a daze.

There is a shelter on a high ground not far away. It was built a few years ago to take into account the evacuation needs of seaside residents. It is always equipped with sufficient accommodation, water and food every spring and summer.

"No! No!"

"A friend of mine is missing! He's not here yet!"

Zheng Yuliang came to his senses after hearing this and subconsciously shouted out.

When he thought about Chen Yun's figure standing in front of him this afternoon, but now missing, he felt that he couldn't calm down at this moment.

"The friend you mentioned, Chen Yun, should have registered when he entered the village. Can I retrieve his personal information and send it to the volunteers in the village who are responsible for assisting in evacuation, and ask them to help you search for it in the village?"

Seeing that Zheng Yuliang was anxious, the volunteer quickly operated the tablet in his hand while comforting Zheng Yuliang in front of him.

Hear the words.

Zheng Yuliang muttered softly to himself subconsciously: "No, he shouldn't be in the village."

Although there should be no running around during a typhoon.

But Zheng Yuliang felt uneasy when he remembered Chen Yun's light response when he warned Chen Yun not to run around in the attic.

Looking at the volunteers who are using tablets to send messages to others.

Zheng Yuliang solemnly placed all his luggage and the flight box with the puppy in his hand in front of him.

"Please, watch it for me."

After saying that, Zheng Yuliang turned around and left without hesitation. For some reason, he felt that brother Chen Yun had gone to the beach.

It is too dangerous to search the beach. In order to take care of the overall situation, the few volunteers will most likely not devote enough manpower to search for traces of Chen Yun before assisting in the evacuation of most of the villagers.

so.

He plans to find it himself!
His movements were so fast that the volunteers at the door did not react for a moment.

Looking at the thickening dark clouds in the sky and the howling wind in my ears.

Zheng Yuliang's expression became firm.

As a native of a fishing village, he knows all too well that it is inappropriate to go near the seaside during a typhoon.

It is really too dangerous to go to the beach now. Even if the fishing village is located in a sheltered harbor, there is a high probability that there will be quite a lot of wind and waves.

but……

When he thought of the big brother standing in front of him to stop Zheng Ronggang in the afternoon, Zheng Yuliang felt that he would never be able to stay in the shelter and pretend that nothing happened.

My mother died of illness and my father went out to work.

He has often lived alone since he was a child, and he is mature and sensible.

In some aspects, he has his own persistence.

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Dark clouds covered the sky, as if heavy ink was pouring down, blocking the stars and moonlight.

The wind roars along the coast, bringing with it the salty, wet and unruly depths of the ocean. Every roar is mixed with the endless power of nature.

On the sea level, the raging typhoon is like an angry giant, setting off huge waves that come one after another, hitting the shore with overwhelming force.

It made a deafening roar, as if it was about to swallow the earth.

Lightning pierced the night sky from time to time, illuminating this chaotic scene, and the silver light outlined the outline of the waves in the dark background.

Underneath this spectacle is a destructive force that cannot be underestimated. Trees are swaying to pieces, sand and rocks are being swept into the air, and the whole world seems to be trembling in this storm.

Chen Yun planted his feet on the rocks to gain a firm foothold.

Holding the wet shoes, infinite pride rose in my heart.

The power of nature is indeed exaggerated.

Just now, he could only jump twice at the beginning, but then he was unable to resist and was carried around by the wind and waves.

It's like the food in a chef's pot that can only be tossed around without resistance.

The effect of exercise really works.

But I have to say that it is indeed a bit frustrating.

"A mere typhoon!"

"I will definitely beat you up next time!!!"

Chen Yun shouted seriously to the empty world.

The sound penetrated the sky and was full of energy.

This is not a big statement, but a long-term goal he has set for himself.

This time he was rubbed casually by the typhoon.

I dream that in the near future, I will be able to stop the storm with one punch.

He felt that with his current rate of progress, it was not impossible to achieve that level.

If the power of ten tons is not enough, then ten thousand tons; if the power of ten thousand tons is not enough, then ten million tons; if the power of ten million tons is not enough, then ten billion tons!
One day he can reach that level.

When the time comes, Typhoon won’t be able to knead him at will.

Instead, he directly punched Typhoon away.

He can even be like Saitama in One Punch Man, who can punch even the huge clouds on the earth.

When that day comes.

Not to mention that the typhoon did not dare to wreak havoc, no one in the world dared to speak loudly to him.

There is no problem in saying that he is a god on earth.

Anyone who dares to have an opinion can be asked to come over and raise it with Chen Yun personally.

By then,
this earth will also be worthy of the surname Chen.

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Yun shook his head in a funny way.

To be honest, he is not very interested in becoming a god on earth. What he wants to do most right now is to take back what Typhoon did to him.

Then there is the constant challenge of nature.

As for human society and order, in his eyes at that time, it should be no different from the fragile social relations in an ant colony.

If you were exposed to everyone at that time.

At that time, it is estimated that there may be countless flattery and countless intrigues.

These things are childish and boring.

Nothing is as interesting as nature.

Thinking about it, Chen Yun casually defeated another wave of waves, then turned around and left with his shoes.

Before I knew it, it was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

I have been playing with the waves in the sea for almost three hours, which is already long enough.

According to the new short-term plan, it's almost time to go home and record the data, and then start today's mental coding.

Coastside.

The wind is no longer a gentle touch.

Instead, it turned into an angry giant beast, roaring and roaring, sweeping everything with overwhelming force.

The trees bent down and begged for mercy, their leaves and branches howling in pain in the wind.

Chen Yun walked step by step without being affected by the wind in the slightest.

After all, he really stepped directly into the rocks on the ground with each foot and nailed himself.

And although the wind is strong.

But it is not as powerful as more than ten tons per square meter, and it is far less exaggerated than the waves after being accumulated and layered.

Chen Yun walked calmly to the house he had just rented in the heavy rain.

According to his memory, there is no such thing as road madness.

Moreover, he also kept a rosewood flying sword in his new home, hanging around the neck of silly dog ​​Bai Jin.

You can locate the specific location of your new home at any time.

So he definitely has a clear goal.

Even if the rain poured down like a waterfall, intertwined with the strong wind, forming a blur of water mist, everything within sight was hazy.

He could also move forward with his eyes closed.

But before he had gone very far, he spotted an acquaintance from a distance, curled up and moving on the ground in the heavy rain and strong wind.

The man's face was pale and his fingers were wrinkled by blisters. It was obvious that he was mentally unable to hold on.

A few seconds after Chen Yun discovered him through the world, he fainted in the rain.

Before fainting, he was still muttering:

"Chen Yun......"

(End of chapter)

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