"What's going on?"

On the water turbine, everyone panicked.

And as the water turbine continued to accelerate, they could not even stand on their feet, and finally fell down one after another.

"Maniac...... He's a madman!" Hans beat his chest in anger and scolded.

He finally understood now, this is Feng Chen's so-called method - let the Dingshui Turbine restart!

But it's too late to say anything now, the water turbine has been started, the speed has reached its maximum, and everyone has to die.

If the turbine is to be stopped, it must enter the device and take out the power source of the machine.

However, the liquid in the device is so corrosive that it can't last more than ten seconds, which is equivalent to death.

"We ...... Right now...... What should I do?" for a moment, everyone's eyes converged on Hans.

The water turbine continued to accelerate, bringing a hurricane with it, and these people were not only unable to stand, but also struggled to speak.

No one wants to be hanged by the Dingshui Turbine, but death is getting closer and closer, so that the heart is filled with fear.

Hans vented indiscriminately, and in the face of this situation, he was really out of options, and then looked at the second dog.

The two dogs also looked at Hans, and both of them had a look of horror in their eyes, but there was nothing they could do.

No one thought that Feng Chen had prepared all this a long time ago, and now he was hiding in the cabinet in a dignified manner.

And his side still confidently thinks that he is in control of the overall situation, but in the end he is reduced to an ant on a hot pot.

Such a gap made Hans and Ergouzi extremely painful in their hearts, wanting to go crazy and run away.

"Retreat!" the situation was imminent, and Hans forced himself to squeeze the two words out between his teeth.

These two words are like a panacea, so that more than 20 strong men who had to fall down regain their confidence in life.

But the next words of the second dog were like a plate of cold and biting water, pouring on everyone:

"It's too late to retreat now!"

The bodies of all the people present trembled violently, and their heads were raised, and their faces suddenly turned extremely pale.

I saw that the only black hole above my head that could escape, and there was already a spiral of water forming inside it.

The spiral water is gradually expanding and accelerating with the acceleration of the water turbine.

A super-large vortex is about to take shape, and under the powerful sweep of the vortex, it is delusional to pass through that black hole!

"Can't get out!" said Hans, his body trembling, his face gloomy as if he were about to drip water.

It was the first time he had tasted death, and his heart seemed to be being pulled, so tired and weak.

And with death coming, he can only fill his body and mind with his honor in the glory of the empire.

The water turbine is constantly rotating, and the current speed is already terrifying, and everyone's vision is completely blurred.

Screams came and went, and people were constantly thrown out, and then pulled by a strong gravitational pull.

And in the midst of that scream, blood mist continued to erupt from the Dingshui Turbine, which was extremely miserable.

This area under the waters of the Lao Ye Temple is like an incarnation of purgatory, which is terrifying.

Even the Kobe Maru, which is more than 2,000 tons, can be twisted to pieces by the Dingshui Turbine, let alone a mere human being.

Feng Chen and Liu Sheng Fei also did not escape this catastrophe, and the bronze square cabinet and the Dingshui turbine continued to collide violently.

The bronze cabinet was hard enough, but after repeated violent impacts, it had sunken and deformed, and the internal space had plummeted.

So much so that the two curled up tightly together, and Feng Chen could feel the softness on the curve of the willow flying flotsam.

But the sound of the impact outside the bronze square cabinet was like thunder, and Feng Chen naturally would not be distracted by physical contact.

He still closed his eyes, quietly feeling the situation outside, hoping that the Dingshui Turbine would stop soon.

I don't know how long the bronze cabinet can last, and even the space of the bronze cabinet is shrinking, which can squeeze people to death.

"The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic. "Feng Chen has a good poem, I just hope it doesn't become a last word.

The waters of the Old Man Temple in Boyang Lake have set off stormy waves, and the super-large whirlpool has taken shape, like an angry dragon roaring.

As the whirlpools swept and the waves rolled over, the fishermen on the lake were shocked and fled as fast as their boats arose.

More and more onlookers on the shore of the lake watched, one by one stunned, witnessing this devastating scene.

And in the face of this catastrophe, a black helicopter rose to the challenge and flew towards the waters of the Lao Ye Temple.

Long Lao was dressed in a long black trench coat, sitting upright on the co-pilot of the helicopter, his face was quite solemn.

His hand holding the phone was already soaked with sweat, and he had called ten times, but he still couldn't get through.

The whirlpool under the helicopter made him feel a little frightened, but Feng Chen was in it, could he still be alive?

He didn't dare to think down, Feng Chen was a carefully selected talent, and if he died, it would be a great loss.

In the end, Long Lao could only squint his eyes slightly, leaning back on the seat and waiting, his mood was still very heavy.

After about an hour, the surface of the lake stopped tumbling, and the super-large whirlpool finally had a tendency to subside.

Long Lao's slightly cloudy old eyes finally opened at this moment, looking at the lake with a gaze full of hope.

"Put the rope down!" he ordered.

Soon, a rope stretched from the helicopter into the black hole under the waters of the old man's temple.

It's just that after a long time, the rope is still slightly bent, and there is no sign of straightening.

Don't...... Is Feng Chen really dead?

Long Lao shook his head helplessly, his face couldn't help but feel a little sad, he didn't want to accept this fact.

If Feng Chen really died, then who else in the world would dare to go down the adventurous road of the 30th parallel?

In Fengchen's exclusive live broadcast room, the screen shows the words "The anchor is on his way".

The old men who watched the live broadcast were some angry, some shocked, but more confused.

Although Feng Chen is not online, the barrage of the audience has never stopped:

{MM~P, where did the anchor die?Hurry up and get out of licking the soles of Lao Tzu.} }

I bought a watch last year, and yesterday Lao Tzu just gave a reward of 1,000 yuan. }

{The garbage anchor either ran away with his sister-in-law or was cuckolded by the economist.} }

{Is the anchor ~***~ arrested?} Otherwise, it would be impossible not to broadcast it.} }

{With all due respect, all of you here are spicy chickens, my brother Chen has acted all his life, why do I need to explain it to you?}

{Lao Tzu will watch his live broadcast in the future, Lao Tzu's name is written upside down, even if you eat, you won't watch it again.} }

{Upstairs M~MP, the anchors are dead and still come to reward, if the real person is stupid and has a lot of money.} }

{......}

"The guy who said he wouldn't watch my live broadcast anymore if he ate, and blocked his account for me!"

The live broadcast interface shook for a few seconds, and a familiar face finally appeared in front of the 800,000 viewers.

{Ouch, my dear Brother Chen, as soon as you appear, you start pretending, I'll obey you.} }

{It's so blind, with a girl in my arms, still hanging from a helicopter, 6666666}

{I'll just say, my brother Chen is omnipotent in heaven and earth, and now he is finally out of danger, and he loves you to death.} }

{I just want to ask, do the trolls still have a sore face?, especially the one who said he ate.} }

{Brother Chen, don't get me wrong, my account was just stolen, and I didn't say what I said about eating, so I was wronged.} }

{It really confirms that sentence, Brother Xinchen, get eternal life!}

{......}