The night lasted much longer than the day, and when Xu Wei woke up, it was dawn, but the time had already passed seven o'clock, and it seemed that dark clouds had obscured the sun, and a storm was coming. The dreary sky turned pale gray, the air smelled of dampness, and the earth was soft and the animals were restless in the sense of wind and rain.

After half past seven, everyone had washed up and had breakfast, and everyone sat in the hall and continued to listen to Tang Yongzhen's movements, and Tang Yongzhen did not do anything else because he had already destroyed the actions of the Grim Reaper, but nested in the hotel and quietly waited for the time to end.

After listening for a while, nothing special happened, Xu Wei was not very interested, and wanted to see if Tang Yongzhen had any other good ways to solve this mission, but Tang Yongzhen seemed to be really a planless person, maybe it was only because of the strong influence of survival and self-interest that he would make those judgments, all for his own survival.

"I feel a little suspenseful today......" Yan Zizi said suddenly.

"Intuition?" Xu Wei glanced at Yan Zijiu, he also frowned, the floor-to-ceiling curtains floated like ghosts under the wind, and the sky outside still did not improve, but the dark clouds moved faster and closer under the wind.

"Will there be a typhoon or something like that today?" Wan asked the world, and she was also worried about the bad effects of the change in the weather.

Xu Wei turned on the TV and turned the station at will, and in today's news, there is news that Wang Dahai was killed, and the way of death is the same as what Old John described, and then the news said that I don't know if it was an intentional homicide case or a coincidence, in short, the police have increased a large number of police forces, and now people in this city have become panicked.

Although there are often shootings in the United States, there has never been a deceased so miserable, whether it is accidental or man-made, it is enough for the police to mobilize all their enthusiasm.

"Next is the weather report, the next week will be the whole city area will produce strong typhoon weather, the typhoon is accompanied by a lot of rain, please pay attention to safety when traveling, if possible, try to stay at home and do not go out." A plump weather lady in a blue dress smiled and announced.

Xu Wei turned off the TV and said: "It seems that there will be a typhoon and heavy rain this week, and there are always some thoughts of bad luck, is this a hint?" ”

Xu Wei has been given the task to the point of a snake shadow, and he will start to do a lot of analysis and calculation at the slightest breeze, and he will always be calculated by the task, which has always made him very unhappy, but there is no way, it is really frustrating.

"It's just natural weather, you don't have to care so much, if you think too much, you'll go crazy, I think you're not far from going crazy." Although what Yan Zizhi said was a little unpleasant, he really cared about Xu Wei, he didn't want Xu Wei to be too tired, using his brain was not the same as doing physical work, maybe he would be very tired on the first day of hard work, but after a night's rest, his body function was restored, and he could still put himself into work the next day, but his brain was likely to be stuck in one place for a long time.

"Well......" Although Xu Wei agreed, his expression was solemn, and he was obviously still thinking, so he only symbolically agreed.

"You're a guy." Yan Zizi walked to the window and watched, suddenly a drop of rain hit the window and made a ticking sound, and then more raindrops hit the window diagonally.

"It's coming, it's windy and raining." Yan Zizheng smiled and turned his head to look at Xu Weiwan and the three female high school students, but they didn't look at Yan Zijiu, each with their own hearts.

Xu Wei was thinking about the key to the task, and Wan Qi Tianxia stayed quietly next to Xu Wei, the three girls got together and whispered about something, Yan Zizi felt bored and turned his head again, the crackling under the fish outside was not only getting bigger and bigger, but the wind also blew the windows to the ground and made a loud noise.

"The typhoon didn't bring Thor here." Yan Zizhi laughed and made a motion of raising a hammer, and then smiled: "I am Thor, the god of thunder......"

No one paid attention to him...... Suddenly, Yan Zizhi had a thought, wanting to open the floor-to-ceiling window and go out to have a look, Yan Zizheng moved the door to the side and walked out according to this feeling, letting the wind and rain hit his body.

The fierce wind and rain on Yan Zizhi's body did not bring him a little discomfort, far beyond the physique of ordinary people will not be threatened under such wind and rain, this coolness makes Yan Zizheng feel comfortable.

A little boy stood in the corridor of his house and cried sadly as he watched the balloons flying away, and her mother did not comfort him or pull him home, such a child standing outside in heavy rain would definitely get sick from the cold, and the little boy's mother of course did it to care about the little boy.

The balloon floated in the direction of the wind, a stubborn bird walked through such a storm, it tried to stabilize its body, flapping its wings hard, but the wind was too strong, the rain was too urgent, the sparrow hit the balloon and made a muffled sound, the balloon was broken by the sparrow's sharp beak, and then the balloon that ran away from the wind actually blew in the direction of Yan Zijiu.

And Yan Zijiu also embraced this wind and rain with open arms and wholeheartedly, allowing himself to become one with this wind and rain. At this moment, he put aside all his worries and pain, closed his eyes and relaxed.

And the broken balloon suddenly pasted on Yan Zizhi's face under the wind, and the wind and rain wet the balloon and stuck to his face, at the same time, Yan Zizhi grabbed the balloon with both hands, but who would have thought that the banana peel that flew from where it happened to be next to Yan Zizhi's feet, and Yan Zizhi, who was blinded by his vision, moved slightly and tripped over the slippery and wet banana peel and fell to the ground.

However, in terms of Yan's self-introspective physical fitness, even if he jumps down from the fifth floor, there will be no problem, so he doesn't care about this wrestling at all, he just wants to take down the broken balloon on his face as soon as possible.

And the more he tried to take off the balloon, the more difficult it was for the balloon to take off, and for some reason, there were always accidents that made his hand slip and he couldn't touch the balloon.

At this time, Yan Zizhi reacted, he understood that he was being targeted by death, and he wanted to shout for help, but the rain poured down his throat, choking him and couldn't speak, and the feeling of suffocation slowly hit, Yan Zijiu no longer called for help but closed his mouth and closed his breath, and slowly groped the edge to return to the house......