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Through the water, you can vaguely see a middle-aged man with a Chinese face, his shirt and pants are full of mud, his right hand is crossed around his waist, his left hand is clenched into a fist, waving excitedly, and the anger in his voice is like a volcanic eruption.

Natural disasters*, many times they occur hand in hand.

In the face of natural disasters, people unite and work together, and it may not be impossible to get through. But once it happens*, the power of natural disasters is infinitely magnified.

The Huoying embankment, which was supposed to be reinforced concrete, undertook the arduous task of protecting thousands of people, and should be the most problematic embankment, but it went wrong.

The absence of steel bars means that the embankment has only flesh and blood, no bones, and it just looks bright, but in fact it is just a fragile piece of tofu dregs.

Boom.

The embankments on both sides of the breach made a cracking sound, and the bottom of the embankment was washed by the river, forming a cavity, almost completely without resisting the impulse, but in the blink of an eye, the embankment cracked, and large pieces of concrete sank into the water, and the river quickly spread and rushed up, raging in the distance.

There was a cry of surprise from the shore, and three armed police soldiers who were carrying logs across the embankment suddenly fell into the muddy water, making a terrible scream.

"Hurry up and save people!" The armed police soldiers on the shore threw down their tools one after another, and some of them jumped into the water without hesitation. Others prepare ropes, hook rods, and carry out rescues.

Turbid waves rolling, blurred vision. The orange life jacket rises and falls.

Lu Zheng made a move.

An undercurrent surged under the water, giving birth to a huge force, lifting the armed police soldiers who had fallen into the water to the surface, and the soldiers on the shore quickly grabbed them with hooks and dragged them ashore.

The soldier who had just been rescued from the shore spat out a few mouthfuls of muddy water and shouted heartbreakingly: "Ah Cai, save Ah Cai! ”

Under the collapsed concrete, Ah Cai in a camouflage suit and life jacket. Half of his body was pinned, and he spit bubbles with a gurgling voice. His eyes bulged, and the expression on his face was distorted in horror.

Because the river water is mixed with sediment, it becomes extremely turbid, and the hook rope on the bank. There were also fighters who went into the water, and they couldn't find him at all for a while.

The dying warrior, the fear in his heart gradually magnified, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse, he waved his hands indiscriminately, his eyes were full of unwillingness, full of despair.

Suddenly, the kilogram of concrete pressing on his body moved suddenly, and then he felt his hand be pulled. detached, and then jerked out of the water.

"Here, Ah Cai is here!"

Everyone hurriedly rescued Ah Cai ashore. After controlling the water in his lungs, Ah Cai gulped down his clothes, and the fear of dying was still not subsided, but he couldn't forget the hand that saved him.

His lips were bruised and trembling, and he didn't even know who saved him, and kept saying, "Thank you." Thank you. ”

"Where's the ambulance, fuck! Why hasn't the ambulance come? It's been a fucking hour. Quick, Captain Liu, arrange for two people to send Xiao Cai to the hospital. ”

Secretary Wang looked at the gradually widening breach, and jumped like thunder, his face was bruised, and the logs and sand and stones that had been filled before were washed away almost instantly.

"Xiao Li, Xiao Li, immediately organize the villagers, rush to Huoying, Fengzhai, pick the township, Gaoding to report the news, evacuate the masses, transfer property, human life is a matter of heaven, human life is a matter of heaven. This fucking fucking fuck project, I can't keep it!"

After the roar, Secretary Wang personally went into battle, dispatched the villagers' armed police, and began to lay sand and gravel fences.

The villagers on the shore are in mourning, and the levee is the last line of defense to defend their homes, and if it is completely broken, it will cause huge economic losses and life will be extremely difficult for the next few years.

Some villagers suddenly remembered what Old Man Qi said some time ago:

The fish of the Xixiu River worship, and this year there will be a big flood.

The old man of Huo Ying packed up his house early, moved to the mountainside with his wife and son, gathered some people who were willing to believe in him, and set up thatched tents to take refuge.

At the beginning, there were countless people who laughed at them and ridiculed them, thinking that these two old feudals really had Alzheimer's.

Huoying embankment has an investment of one million, all of which is reinforced concrete, and the absolute copper wall is ironclad.

However, it wasn't until now that they found out that they were all fucking jb eggs!

It's not that the flood is too terrible, it's that humans are too cunning.

The 300-meter embankment, looking at the current situation, is estimated to collapse completely, and when the time comes, the former home will become an ocean.

Some people's bowels are green with repentance, and those who have insulted Qi Laohan are even more self-ashamed, and the family business they have worked so hard to accumulate, if they listen to Qi Laohan's words, where will they end up like this?

Does the Dragon Lord really exist?

If not, how can it be explained?

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world, and the only thing they can do now is to do their best to keep the embankment and reduce property losses as much as possible.

When the people on the shore were busy, Lu Zheng, who was underwater, had already swam 100 meters upstream and began to try to control the flow of the flood.

These floods came from the Qingjiang River and were not refined, so they were not as easy to control on a large scale as spiritual water.

However, there is also a little advantage, that is, he can urge the dragon qi to control the flow rate while running the dragon scales to refine the turbid water.

Fight to feed the war.

The villagers guarding the embankment gradually began to feel that the flood water was starting to weaken, and their hearts began to reinvigorate. Secretary Wang, who had always been full of anger, showed a little joy on his cold face, and began to organize manpower, taking advantage of the weakening of the flow rate, to start repairing the collapsed embankment.

For two hours, the embankment was barely repaired, and just when everyone thought that the crisis had passed and they were ready to breathe a sigh of relief, a sudden change occurred.

The river, which had gradually calmed down, suddenly began to surge, even better than before.

This point, as a water monarch, Lu Zheng feels it most clearly, controlling the flow rate of water is indeed a means to keep the embankment, but there is a drawback, the flow speed in front is slow, the flow speed in the rear is too fast, and the speed difference between each other will set off violent waves.

Thirty meters away, a huge wave two or three meters high, turbid waves rolling, sweeping like a hurricane.

Lu Zheng's heart was full of joy, and he ran the dragon qi at full speed, controlling the thousands of cubic meters of flowing water around him, ready to meet the first test!

On a hill in the east of Huoying Village, there are seven or eight thatched huts, in which live Qi Laohan and his wife, and the other seven or eight people are old people in the village who have a good relationship with Qi Laohan, with children and grandchildren.

At this moment, they were standing halfway up the mountain, looking at the Huoying Embankment.

The night was dark, and the old man's eyesight was limited and he couldn't see clearly, so Akihito and Xiaoying climbed on a big rock, holding a telescope in their hands, and suddenly shouted: "Oh no, no, there is a big wave coming!"

Xiaoying grabbed the binoculars and glanced at them, and shouted loudly: "Oops, what a big wave, higher than the house!"

The people on the mountainside fled to the mountain in disbelief, but there were still their hard-working crops, their captive livestock, and sheltered houses from the wind and rain.

The ravines on Old Man Qi's face jumped a few times, and he hurriedly crawled into the grass shed, hurriedly took out a few dishes, and put fruits, snacks, steamed buns and a few pieces of stewed meat.

"Where's the incense, old woman, find me a handful of incense!"

Old man Qi found a handful of incense, lit it with a lighter, shook it a few times, faced Xixiuhe, raised his hands above his head, knelt down heavily, and read: "Master Xixiuhe Dragon King, please be merciful and save us poor little people." I'm old man Qi, I'm here to kowtow to you!"

His wife also knelt down tremblingly and echoed: "Grandpa Dragon King, be merciful." (To be continued)