The Gold Medal Toolman of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 106 Quotations from the Walking Overlord (27)

Sima Yan also received a call.

He and Chen Shumei will go back tomorrow morning.

Knowing that Song Yicheng was leaving, he gloated a little.

If it wasn't for this phone call, Song Yicheng would have slept with Miaomiao at night.

Just thinking about it makes me vomit blood.

Miaomiao insisted on sending her to the airport, she really didn't want to be a light bulb.

Song Yicheng agreed.

Before leaving the urban area, the starry sky began to roll over without warning, followed by lightning and thunder.

Song Yicheng looked out from the car window: "It will probably be a heavy rainstorm."

Miaomiao said nothing, her eyes fixed on the center of the storm not far away.

Although she couldn't see it, her feelings told her clearly that there were two people fighting there.

This is an innate sense of fear, like the top of Mount Tai, which makes her just want to run away.

Huge lightning strikes, followed by deafening thunder.

Although it was only for a short moment, Miaomiao clearly saw ripples under the dark clouds, like a breeze blowing across the lake.

The next lightning flashed, and something black fell down, but was bounced back by the ripples.

Miaomiao stared at the ripples in a daze, could it be a protective shield?
I don't know if it is the masterpiece of the two masters, or the safety device that comes with this world.

The taxi stopped, and the driver clapped his horn angrily, trying to urge the car in front to get back on the road.

Unprecedented lightning flashed, and Miaomiao was surprised to find that there seemed to be a crack in the protective cover.

No way?
The boss is playing too wild, right?

Miaomiao opened the car door and came to the side of the road, and found that there were so many stranded vehicles in front of her that she probably wouldn't be able to leave for a while.

Soon an emergency avoidance notice came out on the radio, suggesting that a hailstorm was coming, and the public was advised to stay at home and not move around.

There was chaos on the road.

The car in front wants to turn around, the car behind wants to move forward, and there are rear-end collisions everywhere.

Miaomiao took out 100 yuan and greeted the driver through the car window: "Master, this is the fare, hurry up and hide."

The driver was very irritable, and took the money casually: "Why are you afraid of hail!"

If it was really ordinary hail, Miaomiao wouldn't be worried.

But obviously not!

Song Yicheng also got out of the car, looking worriedly at the black clouds in the sky: "The plane must be grounded."

"I'm still worried about this at any time." Miaomiao said and took his hand: "Find an underground parking lot and hide."

Song Yicheng had enough brains: "I just passed by a large shopping mall, go there."

At this moment, most people hadn't got off the car, and the sidewalk was still empty, so the two started to run quickly hand in hand.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

"Oh!"

Accompanied by a huge impact sound, the hailstone hit the ground, splashing a circle of ice slag.

Song Yicheng gasped: "It's bigger than a human head!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go."

The hailstones fell sparsely, and some cars were unfortunately hit, with large holes in the front windshield, and some even the roofs were smashed out of the hole.

Fortunately, it only lasted 2 minutes. If it continues, it will definitely kill people.

The city was in complete chaos.

There were screaming crowds everywhere, looking blindly for shelter.

Miaomiao and Song Yicheng were squeezed into the chaotic crowd and were quickly separated.

Not caring much, Miaomiao jumped onto the light pole beside the road with her toes lightly.

Stand tall and see far, this truth is very simple.

It's a pity that there were too many people, densely packed human heads everywhere, and it was impossible to know where Song Yicheng was.

The lightning became more and more dense, and Miaomiao looked up worriedly, only to find a black figure in the shape of a man falling rapidly, as if he had been seriously injured by another boss.

It's just that the black shadow fell halfway, but suddenly changed direction and went straight to a building not far away.

Another big man followed closely behind.

The two stood on the roof of the building and continued to fight, and the cement and gravel fell one after another, burning more than Bo Renchuan.

Miaomiao really has the feeling of being drilled out of the sewer, is this the world of the strong?
The bosses moved from one building to another, fighting hard.

Miaomiao stopped looking at them and shouted loudly: "Song Yicheng!"

I shouted several times, but there was no response. I don’t know where I was pushed by the crowd.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Miaomiao stepped on the light pole and jumped all the way, still calling Song Yicheng.

After running forward for more than 100 meters, I didn't find him, so I had to turn around and walk back.

This time I finally found Song Yicheng.

He stood at the door of a shop looking around, holding a little girl in his arms, who looked like five or six years old.

Miaomiao jumped down and ran to him: "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine, how about you?"

"I'm fine." Miaomiao looked at the little girl and squeezed out a smile: "Did you get separated from your mother?"

The little girl leaned against Song Yicheng's arms in panic, wanting to cry but not daring to cry.

Song Yicheng handed the little girl to her: "Let auntie hold you first, uncle wants to make a call."

The little girl nodded, but kept her eyes fixed on him, for fear that he would run away.

The phone didn't get through.

Lines were down throughout the city.

When Miaomiao heard the news, she looked up sadly at the sky, not knowing when the two big shots would finish.

People can't stand talking about it.

She just thought about it, and a black shadow fell from the sky, hitting the door of the store, smashing a big hole in the concrete floor, and the splashed stones hit the two of them.

The people in the pit didn't hesitate at all, they bounced up and rushed towards the opposite building.

Song Yicheng was dumbfounded, what did he see just now?
Is that human?

An ominous premonition popped up in Miaomiao's heart: "Go to the underground parking lot."

Song Yicheng took the little girl, and the two turned around and ran to the mall. When they were about to arrive, a dark shadow fell in front of the two of them, looking Miaomiao up and down: "There is a familiar energy surge in you, what is your name? "

"Zhuge Cuihua."

"Do you know Fengshen?"

Miaomiao shook her head: "I've never heard of it."

"Goodbye by chance."

The black shadow ran up the tall building and disappeared.

Miaomiao looked at the direction he was leaving, and the words "Fengshen" filled her mind.

Fengshen Fengshen, if I remember correctly, someone once said that his surname was Feng.

Such a powerful boss, but also called him Fengshen, no wonder he said he was a rookie.

No, I'm not a rookie, I'm just a noob.

Birds can fly, but I can't.

At this moment, Miaomiao finally realized that she was too far away from the person she wanted to chase.

Song Yicheng was shocked, but he didn't ask any further questions, and took Miaomiao's arm: "Let's go quickly."

The battle lasted for more than half an hour, a white light flashed, and Miaomiao suddenly found herself back in the taxi.

A gentle love song was playing on the radio, and Song Yicheng next to him was still rambling: "I'll find you when I'm done."

Miaomiao turned her head to look out the window, and the world returned to normal.

The cars drove in an orderly manner, and the passers-by were in a hurry, looking like a prosperous age.

"Miaomiao?" Song Yicheng shook the hands they were holding: "Did you not listen to me?"

"Listen."

Song Yicheng simply put his arms around her: "I think you are absent-minded."

Miaomiao consciously leaned against him: "I just think that we are going to part soon, and I feel a little sad."

"I promise, three days, at most three days, I will come back to you."

Miaomiao smiled, thinking that the parting I mentioned was not this time.

(End of this chapter)