Heavy rain and floods
Looking from the stairwell to the backyard, the men and women downstairs had been driven to the living room, some fainted and completely unable to move.
"The cops are coming!" The people from the Qinglong Gang were determined to go against the professional team and fired at the dark shadows downstairs.
"Shoot!" The captain rushed to the corner of the second or third floor with a gun in hand, fired a burst of shots, and then immediately retreated.
The sound of bullets hitting the marble slabs became particularly crisp, and some people were unlucky and were shot dead.
At the moment of the gunfight on the second and third floors, everyone's attention in the yard was attracted by that place. Jiang Miao took the opportunity to jump down from the third floor with Su Le in his arms and hid in the hidden bushes.
The yard was surrounded by people. It was not difficult for Jiang Miao to get out by himself, but hugging one person would make him too conspicuous.
"Listen up, people above! You have been surrounded, don't put up any more fearless resistance! If you put down your guns now, you still have a chance to survive. If you still resist stubbornly, you will only die!"
Someone from the Qinglong Gang was wavering: "Damn it, someone go to the fourth floor to take a look! Have the second in command and his gang abandoned us and fled?"
"Fuck! I was just wondering why no one upstairs came out to take charge of the situation. Even Tianran didn't know where he went!"
"We won't really be abandoned, will we?"
"Then why bother fighting with the police!"
Some people also held an opposing attitude: "Do you know what you are doing in the police station now? You are asked to carry sacks, burn corpses, move bricks and build roads, doing the most tiring and difficult work! Do you still think that you will just sit in jail and work on a sewing machine before the end of the world? Once you go there, you will be beaten and scolded!"
"Yes! I would rather kill two more cops and then die than live under their hands!"
Halfway through the fight, the Qinglong Gang started an internal conflict.
It would be easier to disintegrate if there was a split. Director Xie personally took the microphone and negotiated with the other side. A police officer with sharp ears seemed to hear that they were preparing to kidnap the guests on the third and fourth floors and use them as hostages to negotiate conditions with the police.
Director Xie knew that waiting any longer would only result in greater casualties, so he immediately sent people to climb up to the fourth floor from the backyard, attacking from both sides and ending the battle quickly!
The guest on the third floor locked the door tightly and refused to open it despite being beaten and scolded from outside. The girl inside burst into tears and the scene was chaotic for a while.
The top floor, the fourth floor, was guarded by Yuan Yiwei's bodyguards and was relatively safe for now. All the guests who stayed here had survived many storms and had seen many big scenes. They were not panicked and even joked with each other: "I'll have to buy Director Xie a drink later. He really doesn't care about the lives of ordinary people like us. Thank him for his hard work."
Everyone in the yard climbed upstairs to rush to the front line. Looking up, the walls were covered with people!
The time is now!
Jiang Miao held Su Le and sneaked under the wall. He grabbed her waist and flipped her out nimbly, finally running away from this place of trouble.
Huacui Hall is very close to the racecourse, and the first key Jiang Miao threw out was a spare key.
She put Su Le in the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt, and drove away.
Jiang Miao felt relieved as the Qinglong Gang solved this major problem.
It's a blessing that they can live so long as this group of people who burn, kill and loot are so lucky.
"How are you?" Seeing Su Le's pale face, Jiang Miao stepped on the accelerator and sped back, carrying him all the way to the eleventh floor.
At that time, Li Chongyu was cleaning the room. Now that a girl has moved in, he should be more diligent and not let her do everything.
"Bang." The door opened and Jiang Miao came in holding someone in his arms: "Is that her room?"
"Second floor, first room on the right." Li Chongyu was startled and hurried to open the door.
"What's wrong with her?"
"I'm a little hurt." Jiang Miao paused while unbuttoning his clothes and looked back at him: "Don't stand here."
"Oh oh oh, I'll go out right away." Li Chongyu hurried out and closed the door.
She cut open her tight swimsuit and immediately saw a large purple patch on her abdomen. She reached out and touched her ribs, luckily they were not broken.
It could be intrasplenic bleeding or even some displacement of internal organs.
I gave her some water, and then gave her some Yunnan Baiyao medicine and then applied some plaster on her.
Jiang Miao changed her into a comfortable T-shirt, came out of the room and asked Li Chongyu.
"Do you want to earn supplies?"
"think!"
"Come with me and move the stuff."
The two went down to the basement together and saw a garage full of things!
"These! What are these?"
"These are Su Le's supplies." Jiang Miao carried an electric generator in his left hand and two bags of rice in his right hand, and walked up to the eleventh floor.
The father and daughter have been running their business in the North District for so long that they have plenty of supplies.
Li Chongyu was dumbfounded when looking at the dazzling array of things: Why are all my neighbors rich ladies and bigwigs!
The two of them moved eight or nine times in a row, and only stopped when they found some clothes, bedding, tables, chairs and benches that could be placed in the garage without having to worry about being stolen.
Li Chongyu was exhausted. Jiang Miao brought bread, drinking water and biscuits from upstairs. "Thank you very much."
The faint smoke from the cooking stove is truly a divine employer.
In the apocalypse, sometimes a human life is not worth two bottles of clean water.
"You're welcome! It's my duty!" Even if Sister Miao didn't mention the matter of supplies, he should still help.
Only after returning upstairs did Jiang Miao have time to summarize today's gains and add them to his iPad.
The candles I found today plus the ones I stockpiled previously should be enough to melt into a hollow cube of 4m×7m×2.3m. However, if I want to add a transition room or an observation room, it will still be a little short.
After everything was sorted out, Jiang Miao reinstalled the windows, lamps, faucets, etc., and reinstalled the electric grid and large iron gate in the stairwell from the tenth to the eleventh floor.
She planned to stay at home and recuperate for a while and not go out again.
Yuan Club, Huacui Hall.
The scum of the Qinglong Gang is divided into pieces, it is only a matter of time before they are captured.
Good news came one after another. Director Xie put away his gun and went to the fourth floor. The power supply had been restored.
"Young Master Yuan, Chairman An." Director Xie sat on the sofa opposite them and glanced at the corner of the wall. "Could the person lying on the ground over there be the second in command of the Qinglong Gang, Long San? How did he die?"
Yuan Yiwei said with a smile: "Director Xie, are you asking even though you already know the answer?"
We won a great victory today. My men are taking action separately. I believe that more than a dozen warehouses of the Qinglong Gang have been almost cleared out.
Director Xie was in a good mood: "No, no, I'm sorry, I just disturbed the Yuan family. Please let Mr. Yuan apologize to the old man on my behalf."
Yuan Yiwei's face turned cold, and he stood up and straightened his tie: "Thank you, Director. I will bring it to you."
After surrounding their club with troops, isn't it too late to apologize now?
One of the four bodyguards sacrificed himself, and the rest followed closely behind Yuan Yiwei, and President An also followed closely behind. Everyone on the fourth floor wanted to follow Young Master Yuan and leave.
"The rest of you wait a minute. We have to go to the police station to make a statement before we can leave, right?"
Most of these people have a purely business background and do not have the strong foundation of the Yuan family, so they can only stay where they are and dare not move.
Xie Ling looked at all the people present and examined them one by one.
That Polaroid photo looked very familiar; it was this person who delivered the information when the chemical plant was being cleared out.
Xie Ling was very puzzled.
Who on earth sent him messages again and again? He didn't even want any praise?
Yuan Yiwei was about to leave, and Jiang Xiang, who was standing at the door, fearfully grabbed hold of his clothes.
The three bodyguards surrounded her from the left and right, as if they would beat her up if she didn't let go because she was a woman.
"Master Yuan, I, I seemed to hear Jiang Miao's voice just now."
Everyone here is as scary as a wolf. Jiang Xiang wants to leave. She doesn't want to fall into the hands of the Qinglong Gang again. She doesn't want to go to the police station to give a statement and become an ordinary person who eats garbage and sleeps on the street.
She wanted to follow Yuan Shao, and if she wanted to keep him, she had to try her best to say something that would interest him.
Sure enough, Yuan Yiwei just raised his eyebrows slightly, said nothing, and raised his hand to let the bodyguards around him withdraw.
Seeing that the other side really stopped because of Jiang Miao, Jiang Xiang felt angry and jealous, but there was nothing she could do.
She wanted to use Jiang Miao's information to trap Yuan Shao, so she pretended to be in pain and covered her head, tears streaming down her face: "I broke my head when I escaped from the dormitory. I have forgotten some things, but I remember some things about Jiang Miao."
Yuan Yiwei could see through this little trick, but since she knew about it and he happened to be interested in her, it wouldn't hurt to keep one by his side.
"Thank you, Director. Is it okay to take my woman away?"
Xie Ling squinted and looked over, and saw a timid and listless man with greed in his eyes.
"Of course, Mr. Yuan, please feel free to help yourself."
Walking out of the fourth floor, Yuan Yiwei put his arm around Jiang Xiang's neck and whispered in her ear, "It's fun to play little tricks once or twice, but I'll get annoyed if you use them too much."
Jiang Xiang's neck stiffened, and he said tremblingly: "Master Yuan..."
"Shh, I'll give you two days to organize your words and recall them carefully." Otherwise, don't blame him for being cruel.
Time passed quickly, and the temperature finally dropped to 38 or 39 degrees Celsius in mid-July.
Although this temperature could be called a high temperature warning in the past, it is extremely comfortable for a natural disaster.
The Blue Bay community was filled with people having fun during the day, and the survivors from all walks of life were secretly looking forward to the natural disaster finally coming to an end.
During this period, Su Le's injuries were finally almost healed. She was a little princess at home and basically didn't know how to do housework. She and Li Chongyu, who liked to stay at home and make cold weapon figures, hit it off immediately. One of them was responsible for household chores, and the other was responsible for going out to find survival supplies.
Although they are living together, there is still a world of difference between them and being a couple. Both of them know that they don't have that kind of intention towards each other, so they quickly adapted to the feeling of being a partner and are very satisfied with their current situation.
That day, Jiang Miao took out the Chaoshan beef hotpot from the space. The freshly cut beef dragon was still bright red. It was blanched for seven or eight seconds and dipped in shacha sauce, which was tender and refreshing. The chewy beef balls were very springy when bitten, which whetted one's appetite and made one feast on them.
Su Heng finally had enough rest these days.
The day was leisurely, and he took out two bottles of good wine from his storage ring and sat with Jiang Miao.
Yuqing's body had been fasting for a long time, and earthly food was just a burden to him. Just a few sips of it was just a way of showing his worth.
"Your wine smells so good." The wine is mellow but not spicy, with only a faint fragrance lingering around. One sip makes you feel drunk.
"Try it?" Su Heng took out a glass of colored glass and poured a cup himself.
Jiang Miao was not polite and took a sip: "Delicious!"
Although she was not an alcoholic, after drinking the wine, she felt a slight warmth flowing through her body. Her limbs felt as if she had just done an hour of anaerobic exercise and suddenly took a break. She felt numb, sour, and slightly tipsy and tired.
Jiang Miao took small sips, and soon his cheeks flushed and his eyes became misty. He held the wine glass in one hand and extended it to him: "Old Immortal, do you want more?"
Old immortal?
"Just one drink." Su Heng pushed her hand back. He didn't want to argue with a drunk person, but he couldn't help but explain: "I am the first cultivator in the Immortal Sect to reach the Refining Void Stage. I am only 221 years old. You call me an old immortal. How can those two or three thousand year old elders and sect masters deal with it?"
Jiang Miao slept on his arms, smacked his lips twice, and turned away.
Su Heng: “…”
Forget it, you are just a young boy, don’t worry about it.
This wine would naturally make ordinary people drunk easily, but for him it was just a form of entertainment. Su Heng drank glass after glass until the bottle was empty.
Compared to the past, he, a dignified immortal king, can only huddle in one place in this world, constantly enduring the suppression and backlash brought by the rules of the world. How frustrating and how hard it is to endure.
Just like what people in this world say: the end of the world.
For him, a fairy king who once had all-powerful powers, this situation was the end of his life.
But the rules of nature are illusory. He wanted to break them, but he had no idea how to break them with his powerless body.
The only way now is to stay with this strange girl for a while, which may give him a chance to find the answer.
No matter how much Su Heng could drink, he could not match the bottle of Zui Hua Yin brewed by Immortal Feng Yao himself. Soon he propped up his elbows and fell into a deep sleep.
“Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-”
What woke Jiang Miao up was the sound of raindrops hitting the glass window. It only took five minutes for the rain to go from leisurely to rapid.
Outside the window, huge cheers rang out. People ran out of their homes cheering and opened their mouths to catch the rain from the sky. Some people even took off their clothes and pants and ran happily in the rain, just like wild monkeys who had just run out of the Flower and Fruit Mountain.
Jiang Miao rubbed his aching forehead, sipped the aroma of the wine and exclaimed that it was really amazing. It was just a small cup, probably less than an ounce, but the aftereffect was so strong.
At the door, Li Chongyu knocked on it excitedly: "Sister Miao! It's raining! Come out and get some water!"
Even if normal operations are resumed, it will take some time for the municipal authorities to repair damaged pipes and rebuild the water plant. Getting more water now can at least ensure worry-free water supply for the next period of time.
Jiang Miao stood up and walked over, saying through the door: "I have an open-air balcony at home, you can answer it."
Su Le knew about this, so when it rained he ran down with a bucket to get water. Li Chongyu didn't know about this so he came up to remind him.
"Okay, then you go ahead and get some water!"
Li Chongyu hurried downstairs. Jiang Miao went to the bathroom to wash his face. When he came out, he saw the Immortal Lord who was also drunk.
There was no difference between him being drunk and sleeping, except for the faint aroma of alcohol lingering around, giving the atmosphere a hazy feeling.
Jiang Miao picked him up and put him on the bed, then stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back.
Dark clouds pressed down on the city, threatening to destroy it. The thick ink color stretched as far as the eye could see for thousands of miles, forming a sharp contrast with the people cheering and rejoicing downstairs.
Today is July 23rd, and the natural disaster occurred 21 days earlier than in the previous life.
The sky was getting darker and darker. The drizzle turned into heavy rain and then into rainstorm accompanied by lightning and thunder. The dry branches after the extreme hot weather became very suitable for attracting lightning. After the roar, the tree trunks were burning with sparks in the heavy rain. The scene was extremely strange and unreasonable.
Su Le and Li Chongyu carried up the last bucket of water, panting heavily, and sat down on the ground with lingering fear.
Just now, the water level suddenly rose rapidly, spreading from the ankles to the knees in just half an hour. Su Le immediately decided to go back. As soon as he climbed back to the eleventh floor, he saw that the water level outside had risen to his thighs. A man who was collecting water was staggering back with a basin of water.
However, the force of the water flow was far greater than his weight, and he fell into the water with the basin in his hand and never got up again.
In just one hour, people's mood plummeted from ecstasy to the bottom, from full of hope to full of despair.
Natural disasters are terrible, but days without hope are more unbearable than suffering.
At six o'clock, the water level rose to 1.3 meters. The underground garage, subway, and shopping mall's basement floor were completely lost. The drainage system was completely scrapped before it could even start working, and the municipal department was temporarily paralyzed.
At seven o'clock, the water submerged the first floor and most of the city was submerged in the rain. The sky had become completely dark and there was not even a moon. It was pitch black all around.
Jiang Miao took out a bald hood and tidied himself up, then put on his raincoat, walked downstairs to the second floor to get out the electric kayak, and drove out while no one was around.
She had made plans as early as the beginning of the apocalypse. She must go to the east of the city, and now is the best time.
The night is heavy.
Now it is not as hot as it used to be, and there is no huge, bright moon to illuminate. Instead, the roads and streets are completely dark, and everything is pitch black as far as the eye can see, and nothing can be seen clearly.
Jiang Miao's raincoat has a brim, and wearing night vision goggles is like having an extra pair of eyes compared to others.
She saw corpses floating on the side of the road and people crying in the treetops. They heard the roar of electric motors and thought that firefighters had come to rescue them, but Jiang Miao just quickly drove past the road and headed straight to the east of the city.
There was heavy rain and the city was flooded.
People in the east of the city are being evacuated urgently. This is the heart of Ancheng, enjoying the blood supply of the entire city. The moment any sign of flood is discovered, people from the Municipal Meteorological Observatory will come to notify and issue an emergency evacuation plan.
When Jiang Miao came over, it had been an hour and a half since the rain started. The heavy rain soon flooded the second floor, and almost everyone here evacuated.
This area is actually not very big. It is just a large area surrounded by hundreds of small Western-style buildings, which are independent of each other and do not interfere with each other. However, with the advent of modern society, high-rise buildings have sprung up, blocking the surrounding streets, forming a community by default.
The scenery inside is beautiful, fashionable and retro. The Champs-Elysées running through the middle is classical and romantic. The ratio of green plants to residential houses can reach ten to one.
Jiang Miao arrived at this place, turned off the motor, slid the kayak closer by hand, and successfully landed on the first small building.
Since the residents here are either political celebrities or business elites, the residential information is completely kept secret from the public, so Jiang Miao didn't know whose home he was entering.
But no matter who he is, if she doesn't take anything here, it will just soak in water after a night.
Most of the small houses were three or four stories high, and the first floor was flooded and could not be reached. Jiang Miao moved very quickly, sweeping everything he saw into the space.
There are old-fashioned candlesticks, murals, huanghuali tables, chairs and beds, a dressing table from the last century, as well as the piano, violin and cello in the music room, an extra-large integrated bookcase in the study, and some old items in the collection room that the owner had not had time to take away.
This family should be the group of people in Ancheng who have become rich from the last century to the present, commonly known as old money. The decoration style of their home is exquisite and retro, and very charming.
Jiang Miao paddled the kayak quickly to the next house.
The decoration style of this family is obviously very modern, and it feels more like the secret base of some super rich second generation.
There is not a single bedroom on the second, third and fourth floors. They are filled with mechanical mecha toys, various co-branded skateboards, a fully equipped and cool internet cafe equipped with high-performance Luvaglio computers, and a whole room full of Lego worlds...
After searching the things here, Jiang Miao had a hunch that the things on the first floor must be good. She took off her outer clothes to reveal the shark skin swimsuit that tightly wrapped her whole body. She put on an oxygen mask and dived into the stairs and swam down.
The water was turbid and it was hard to see clearly even with the light on.
Jiang Miao collected some lighters, Tang swords, golf clubs along the wall, and even found advanced diving equipment and space suits in the glass cabinet!
It seems that this young man is no longer satisfied with what is on earth, he wants what is in the sky and in the sea.
Jiang Miao broke the glass and took the two sets of equipment. When he was about to swim back, he found that there seemed to be an exhibition stand in the middle of the first floor!
She swam over to take a look.
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Jiang Miao reached out his hand and pressed into the space without hesitation.
Leaving this house, the water level rose another five centimeters, already reaching the second floor, and a shallow layer of water accumulated on the ground.
Time waits for no one, Jiang Miao quickly found the next one.
The decoration style of this family seems like that of an old cadre who likes to collect antiques. In addition to the rosewood tables and agarwood desks for daily use, there are also several walls of antique shelves.
There are several empty booths in the center of the antique display cabinet, but when you shine a flashlight, you can still see antiques such as blue and white dragon-patterned vases, doucai Bagua stoves, cloisonné enamel ear stoves, lacquer-carved small boxes, and so on.
It is said that antiques are valuable in prosperous times and gold is valuable in troubled times. The family took away a lot of daily necessities, but only the most valuable antiques displayed here were taken away.
Jiang Miao put all the things into the space and hurried to the next one.
Rainy nights, darkness, rising water.
Among the humans who survived the extreme heat disaster, there were many quick-witted ones who took advantage of the heavy rain to come out and search for supplies.
Jiang Miao paddled the kayak around a small villa where the flashlight was flying around the room and rushed to the next house. Time was urgent now. Some things could be dived back later, but some things would be useless once soaked in rain.
The new one is just like my aunt’s. The refrigerator that just lost power is full of foie gras, wagyu beef, grouper, king crab, red devil shrimp, etc.
You have to know that the value of these things before and after the apocalypse is very different. When Jiang Miao received them, he thought of a way to eat each of them.
The decoration of the next family is relatively simple, with a lot of calligraphy and paintings. They must be an old professor.
The next thing that can be stocked up is very practical, which is a complete hydroponic system. The grown fruits and vegetables have all been taken away by the owner, leaving only some small seedlings growing in the pipes.
Jiang Miao put it into the space, thinking that it would still be useful after it got extremely cold.
The water level had been rising slowly, and Jiang Miao had only finished searching about twenty buildings when the water level on the second floor had already reached above the knees.
Unfortunately, no one had the heavy military radiation protection suit she wanted, but she found a private operating room and took away the operating table, various scalpels, anesthetics, etc.
After the assassination, her ether supply was running low, and now was a good time to replenish it with other related anesthetics.
"Who's in front?"
After turning the corner, a small fleet of boats appeared behind Jiang Miao, and the flashlight swept over Jiang Miao.
"A passerby."
Jiang Miao turned around and rowed into the second floor of the nearest family's home. Due to the rising water level, she could row the car directly through the window and escape at a very fast speed.
The person behind wanted to ask more questions, but was stopped by another person: "Let's go, don't delay things."
They passed by the small house and left, and Jiang Miao finally had time to come out and take a look.
There were five boats in the flotilla, and everyone was on the first boat, with the other four boats tied behind to save fuel.
Jiang Miao thought about their conversation—don’t delay anything.
In other words, this was a premeditated action on their part.
They had a clear goal and course of action, and the decision was made on the spur of the moment. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for this group of well-trained people to arrive so late even when the heavy rain had reached the second floor.
After thinking about it, Jiang Miao followed them quietly.
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