Time passed slowly in the anxious or irritable waiting, and the night through the eighth day quietly fell unconsciously. 【Reading.com】

He Jun counted the time with his fingers over and over again, and he felt that the closer to the integer of two hundred hours, the more likely it was to cross over.

However, until the middle of the night, the community was still soaking in the water, and there was no intention of moving the nest.

He Jun is not sleepy at all, but the community may not know when it will cross, and it may be at what time, and he must be mentally healthy in order to deal with the unexpected events that may be encountered after the crossing.

So he held his rifle and forced himself to lie down on the bed and sleep.

This sleep is very unstable, He Jun will wake up every few hours, and every time he can't wait for his eyes to open, his first reaction is to touch the gun.

He knew that he was a little nervous, but he had crossed several times in a row, and had experienced all kinds of unexpected dangers, and he really couldn't guess the destination of the crossing again, let alone what kind of danger was waiting for everyone.

The sky was getting brighter, and the early morning of the ninth day arrived on time, and He Jun, who was full of bloodshots, couldn't lie down any longer, walked up to the rooftop with a gun, and looked at a round of fiery red rising under the waterline in the east in a daze.

The morning sun looked sideways, and several crimson colored clouds lined up one after another.

He Jun was stunned to look at the rare scenery from afar, and suddenly something superfluous in the air broke into view.

His eyes rolled and his focus fell on the object, and he was stunned to find that it was the small plane from yesterday

He Jun was puzzled, and couldn't help but wonder: Early in the morning, what does this foreigner want to send?

Thinking about it, the plane had already flown close to the community, and it was about to fly over the fourteenth building, when his vision of looking at the plane suddenly began to blur, and the familiar feeling of vertigo fell from the sky.

He Jun let out a long breath and lay on his back on the ground as fast as he could.

He regretted running to the rooftop, there was no floor to block his head, what if something fell from his head after crossing?

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, He Jun was shocked to find that the small plane slowly flew directly above his head like a slow motion in a movie.

He Jun was shocked and frightened. Surprised to say to himself: "It can't be such a coincidence......

Before the words fell, he lost all consciousness, and when his five senses returned to normal, the long sound of the word "bar" had not yet been spit out.

He Jun's words span two time and space. At first glance, I saw that the speed of the plane overhead had returned to normal.

But the recovery speed of the foreigner on the plane was a step slower, and the small plane that was originally flying normally lost control in an instant, its wings were crooked, and the nose of the plane sank down suddenly, twisting and undulating like a drunken bird.

"I rely on" He Jun's soul under the plane is scattered.

He didn't have time to get up. As soon as he turned over, he rolled on the spot, rolled to the edge of the rooftop, and hit his head against the female wall, and He Jun, who was confused, stopped.

Looking back at the top of his head, the foreigner on the small plane had recovered and was trying his best to control the plane, but it was too late when he woke up, and he had just corrected the attitude of the plane, and the plane fell on the roof like a stone, and the two nose landing gears broke on the spot. The wing on the left also snapped off from it, and the wing made of unknown material rolled and flew far away, falling directly out of the roof.

He Jun, who had palpitations, was stunned for a while before swallowing his saliva and subconsciously touching his neck.

This time, his life was really hanging by a thread, and he almost let the plane crush to death

When I was chatting with my classmates in school, I studied the topic of how to die the most bizarre, and several classmates who had pain in the egg finally came to the conclusion that it was the rarest to be killed by a meteor or an airplane.

Unexpectedly, he was really almost hit on the head by a plane

He Jun was shocked, staring at the crashed plane with straight eyes, and he didn't know how long it had been. The foreigner in the cockpit shook his head and struggled to get up.

He Jun, whose brain was blank, instantly returned to his soul, quickly got up, and ran over quickly. In a crappy colloquialism, he asked urgently, "AreYouok?" ”

The structure of the small plane was simple, and although it was broken, there were not many scattered debris, and he approached the cockpit with ease.

The foreigner glanced up at him and replied in Mandarin comparable to that of a CCTV announcer: "I'm fine, I'm just dizzy." ”

I rub

He Jun's heart, 10,000 grass and mud horses rolled by in groups. This foreigner's Mandarin is authentic and quite magnetic, how can this fucking make people embarrassed?

"Are you sure?" He Jun asked uneasily, "Be careful, don't move yet, listen to my command, move your hands and feet slowly, stop immediately if it hurts, understand?" ”

"I understand." The foreigner nodded.

After that, he moved his right arm, then his left arm, and then his two legs, and after trying them all, he groped around his body again, and let out a long breath and said, "I'm fine, I'm really fine." ”

He Jun sighed with relief: "It's okay, can you use me to help?" ”

"Thanks, I don't think so." The foreigner slowly climbed out of the cockpit, slowly stood up again, moved his limbs, breathed a long sigh of relief, and stretched out his right hand with joy, "Hello, I'm James, James. Alan, you can call me a little dragon. ”

He Jun hesitantly held his big hand like a fan: "Xiaolong? ”

"Yes, Little Dragon." James. Allen made a few punches, "I like Bruce Lee very much, that's why I came to study in China." ”

He Jun suddenly realized, and just wanted to speak, a shout came from behind him: "Brother Jun"

He Jun knew that it was a gangster duo as soon as he heard it, and turned around and beckoned: "I'm here"

The gangster duo ran over quickly, their eyes swept over the foreigner's face, and Luo Jiaqi's voice was crying: "Brother Jun, it's over, it's over this time."

He Jun was stunned: "What's the end?" ”

This time it was the turn of the gangster duo to be stunned, and Locke stammered: "Brother Jun, didn't you see us go back to modern times?" ”

Back to modern times?

Just crossed and encountered a crash, He Jun didn't have time to see where he crossed this time, and when he heard Luo Jiaqi say this, he quickly turned his head to look.

At a glance, he saw several familiar and unfamiliar high-rise buildings in the distance, familiar with the appearance of those buildings, and unfamiliar, these buildings were all in tatters, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

There were also other high-rise buildings between the buildings, but now they are all gone.

He Jun's mind almost froze, and it took a while to realize that the situation was wrong, and he ran to the edge of the rooftop, holding the female wall with both hands and looking down, and saw the collapsed ruins and fallen rubble in the distance, and the originally spacious road, scattered with many broken vehicles, and a few dazzling scorched black places still left on the road. To be continued.

ps: Well, the flood era is over, well, there should be more content in the new volume, hehe