Chapter 12 The Storm Comes Early
I was fooled by this fat girl.
Ye Qi didn't expect that Qiao Lan never returned to the food street the whole night.
He waited for a long time, and after finishing his spicy hot pot, he changed to another stall and had teppanyaki.
Then we went to another restaurant and had soup dumplings.
There is also a durian potato pancake shop with a weird taste.
And a hot pot-flavored cream cake sold from a street cart. It was spicy, salty, and sweet, which was simply inexplicable.
The result was that he ate a stomach full of messy snacks. Time was really long, and Qiao Lan didn't go back to get the car.
When we got to the dark alley at the corner of the street, we saw that there was no car there and the thugs were gone.
Weird!
The alley was a dead end with no other exit. There was a high wall on one side and a building on the other.
The thugs might be able to escape by climbing over the wall, but what about the trucks?
Such a big truck disappeared into the alley out of thin air!
Later, the locator indicated that Qiao Lan's monitored Wuling pickup truck had returned to the food street.
But the one driving was not Qiao Lan, but Tang Xiaoyao.
Ye Qi frowned and quickly brought people to the Tsui Wah Hotel to block the enemy.
"Keep an eye on number 6."
"Keep an eye on Qiao Lan."
"Don't act rashly. See what they are going to do."
Instructions were quietly given over the intercom.
Shortly after Qiao Lan led the crowd into the golden revolving door, Ye Qi walked up the steps of the hotel, ready to follow in.
Suddenly a strong wind blew!
Blow him directly from the top of the stairs to the bottom!
In an instant, dark clouds rolled in the night sky, surging and roaring.
The rolling clouds looked like the battlefield of the battle between gods and demons in a fantasy movie, pressing down heavily on the ground, which was very terrifying.
Bang bang bang!
Several loud noises.
The huge neon sign of the Tsui Wah Hotel fell from a height of more than 20 floors and came crashing down with the wind.
Several cars in the parking lot were immediately smashed to pieces.
"Sister Qiao Lan, what's going on?!"
Hotel dining hall.
Li Wenjing, the schoolmate who had just picked up Qiao Lan, grabbed Qiao Lan's arm tightly, and was very shocked.
This is the 25th floor, and the hotel sign is hanging outside the lobby window.
So they watched through the window as the strong wind came and blew away the big words.
As for the building safety standards of high-end hotels, this kind of high-rise sign can withstand top typhoons!
Qiao Lan frowned and his expression changed.
How come the strong wind happened so early?!
"Where's Xiao Tang? Has he arrived yet?"
Qiao Lan hurriedly inquired about Xiao Tang's whereabouts.
If a strong wind blows and he is still out shopping...
"I'm here, Sister Lan."
Xiao Tang's voice came from behind.
He had just arrived.
Qiao Lan breathed a sigh of relief! I'm glad Xiao Tang isn't outside.
Xiao Li and Xiao Tang were the ones she planned to take with her to survive, and she would never let them get killed in this life.
After his adoptive parents passed away a few years ago, although Qiao Lan went to school and did business at the same time, he got to know many people inside and outside the school, but there were only these two people with whom he had a true heart-to-heart relationship.
"Sister Lan, why is it so windy outside? This typhoon is too terrible! The city lockdown is almost midnight, and with such strong winds, can we still go back?"
Xiao Li is worried.
"If you can't go back, just stay here. There's food and drinks, and there are guest rooms upstairs for you to sleep." Qiao Lan said in a relaxed tone.
"Oh, that's true." Xiao Li's eyes immediately lit up. "Staying in a high-end hotel is definitely more comfortable than my rented house. Anyway, I was planning to stay at home during the lockdown. Now, let me experience what it's like to watch TV shows and play games in a luxurious room!"
Qiao Lan smiled.
But I was puzzled.
In the past, the city was closed at midnight, but the strong wind did not come immediately after midnight, but at three or four o'clock in the morning.
But it's not even midnight yet.
What's going on?
Is it possible that after rebirth, things are different from the previous life?
"Sister Lan, why did you shave your hair?"
No longer worried about the wind, Xiao Li noticed Qiao Lan's hairstyle.
When Qiao Lan took off his baseball cap, he had a flat head.
Without the ponytail, she has a chubby, round face and a round back of the head, and her head looks like a Yuanxiao.
"It's neatly shaved." Qiao Lan glanced at Xiao Li's twin ponytails. "I'll shave yours later too. I have a clipper."
"No way!"
Xiao Li immediately hugged his head.
"Hey! Look, this wind is so weird! It seems to be blowing people away!"
Half of the noisy people in the dining hall ran to the window to look out, shocked by the strong wind.
Some people had sharp eyes and could still make out the scene downstairs from a height of more than 20 floors.
Qiao Lan moved closer to the window and saw through the thick dark green glass of the hotel that the trees downstairs had been uprooted and the heavy vehicles were blown back and forth like cardboard boxes.
It seemed as if something was caught in the wind, perhaps a person, or perhaps a big branch.
The wind is much stronger than the one we encountered in the food street this afternoon!
Even though he had seen more horrifying scenes in his previous life, Qiao Lan's heart rate still quickened when he saw it again.
The mighty power of nature made her feel a chill in her heart.
fortunately!
Due to the psychological trauma of her past life, she subconsciously chose the Cuihua Hotel when choosing a restaurant for the dinner party.
This building has a total of 29 floors. Although it is tall, the construction quality is surprisingly good. After the violent winds in the last life, many low-rise buildings in City C fell apart, but this building has always stood firmly.
It later became one of the few remaining landmarks in the ruined city of C.
"Oh, what should we do? It's so windy, we can't go home."
"Yes, the city will be closed at midnight."
"It would have been better if the dinner party had ended earlier. We're all doomed..."
"Hey, Qiao Lan is over there. She's the one who organized the dinner. Let's go ask her what to do now!"
People having dinner around were talking about it.
A group of people saw Qiao Lan, walked towards her and asked her to make the decision.
They are Qiao Lan’s classmates and alumni at C University.
When sending the group message for dinner, in addition to contacting the people in the address book, Qiao Lan also sent a message to his class group, grade group, club group and various private friend groups on campus, inviting teachers and classmates who did not return to their hometowns during the holidays and stayed in the city to come for dinner.
In the end, more than twenty people agreed to attend.
Some of them were familiar with Qiao Lan, some were just acquaintances, and there were even some that she didn't know, but were just in the same group and came over to eat for free.
"What can I do?" Qiao Lan smiled at them and helplessly spread his hands. "I just thought that since we are all classmates, I should treat everyone to a meal during the holiday to have some fun. But who knew that the typhoon would come before the midnight of the notice."
"Now we can't go back to school, what should we do? Once the city is closed and people are not allowed to pass through the streets, are we going to have to stay here for the next few days?" A girl looked worried.
Xiao Li imitated the tone that Qiao Lan had used to persuade her just now, and said to these people with a smile: "If you can't go back, just stay here. There is food and drink, and there are guest rooms upstairs to sleep in."
"What? I heard that it's very expensive to stay here for a night, starting from at least 800, with an average price of 2,000 to 3,000. There are also suites that cost tens of thousands. How can the hotel let us stay for free?" said the girl.
Xiao Li was surprised, his eyes with long eyelashes widened: "What do you mean by free accommodation? Just book a room."
"Huh?" The girl's expression was even more incredulous than Xiao Li's. "You must be kidding! I could have lived in the school dormitory. Why would I waste so much money to live here?"
As he spoke, he gave Qiao Lan a reproachful look.
If Qiao Lan hadn't suddenly had the urge to invite everyone to a dinner party, we wouldn't be trapped here.
Shouldn't we be responsible?
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