The rookie returns and flies in the apocalypse

When the tsunami came, Ning Qiang was watching a downloaded movie in the mountainside villa, a heroic blockbuster about a beautiful country.

Halfway through, I heard the noise outside. I frowned, put out my cigarette, and asked my subordinates:

"What's going on outside?"

Someone rushed in in panic: "Second Young Master, it's not good, the tsunami is coming."

Tsunami? Ning Qiang walked to the balcony in a few steps.

At the bottom of the mountain, the waves were getting higher and higher. The seawater had completely submerged the tent area near the seaside. There were all kinds of debris floating in the water, which was dirty and smelly.

The villagers were jostling each other and running up the mountain in embarrassment.

Looking up, dark clouds were rolling in, and a few bits of light shone down from the thin clouds, much like the texture in the beautiful Chinese blockbuster he just watched.

Well, with some lightning and thunder, it will be more like a disaster movie.

Ning Qiang's first reaction was not to run away, but that the Chinese Village was hit by a tsunami, and Tangren Village must not be able to escape.

Pei Nan is a brother and sister. One has fire powers and the other has strange powers. Although they are powerful, they have no wings. Can they escape this disaster?

Then I thought about it, there were no wings, but there was a plane. Where did they hide the plane?

If it's not near the plane, huh...

I was in a daze for a while, and I couldn't tell whether I hoped they could avoid it, or whether I couldn't.

Ning Xiaoqi and Ning Daguo ran in in a hurry, "Second Young Master, what should we do?"

They came by boat from China. They chose this place to stay because there was a harbor nearby where they could park their boats.

The Ning family was left on duty on the ship. I contacted them several times but couldn't get in touch. I don't know what happened now.

The road leading to the bottom of the mountain is flooded. It's not a good idea to walk, but it's not good to stay.

"Have you arranged the things I told you last time?"

Ning was the first to reply: "It's all done."

After witnessing the planes with the beautiful country logo bombing the Scorpion branch, Ning Qiang thought it was a good idea and ordered his men to paint the beautiful country logo on the Ning family's planes.

If someone made him unhappy, he would do the same.

Nodding with satisfaction:

"Important supplies are loaded on the plane. If something goes wrong, move it immediately."

The important supplies Ning Qiang mentioned refer to food, medicine, and guns and ammunition.

The frustrating thing is that there are only 5 planes in total, so it is impossible to take everything away.

"Those who can't be taken away will be moved to the top of the mountain."

"Yes."

Ning Xiaoqi and Ning Daguo quickly went to make arrangements.

The sea water has risen seven or eight meters, and only a roof can be seen of He Xiao and his family's former home.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the sea breeze brought a trace of water mist. Ning Qiang took a deep breath, and the salty and wet smell filled his nose and mouth, and he fanned himself uncomfortably.

I think of Pei Nan's brother and sister again. I wonder what happened to them?

Tangren Village is located on the edge of the sea cliff. The terrain is high, with an average drop of 5 or 6 hundred meters, which is equivalent to the height of Ningqiang's mid-level villa.

Compared with Tangren Village, the villagers of Chinese Village are much more dangerous.

The Chinese villagers who had a wait-and-see attitude and were slow to respond, especially those living on the coast, were not able to escape the disaster at first.

Ning Qiang watched as more than 20 people were swallowed up by a huge wave.

The seawater rose rapidly, and within ten minutes, half of the Chinese village was swallowed up.

The villagers who are not as strong as the villagers who fled up the mountain and are in poor health will be lost if they wander over.

The stronger ones were flopping in the water, knowing that no one was coming to save them or shouting for help, so they tried their best to save themselves.

Those who are full of driftwood, those who try to swim towards the shallow water, those who want to climb on the roof...

Some people can obviously save themselves, but they let the sea water swallow them up with despair on their faces...

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At this moment, a child's cry was heard in the distance.

Ning Qiang looked towards the place where the cry was coming. A man was pushing a wooden basin, trying hard to paddle toward the shallow water. There was a 4 or 5-year-old boy sitting in the wooden basin.

The child was frightened by the sudden turn of events and cried loudly. The man must be the child's father. He was saying something while paddling.

He was too far away to hear what the man was saying. He was probably trying to comfort the boy.

Families that have children born after the end of the world are usually those who had a pretty good life in the early days of the end of the world.

After a few years, all his family wealth was depleted, and the man became so thin that only two eyes were left on his face. His strong will to survive hit Ning Qiang's heart like a ray of light.

He had just watched someone begging for death indifferently, and when he turned around, he saw someone desperately trying to survive. Ning Qiang was touched.

The huge waves opened their fangs and were about to overtake the man. The man did not look back, but he could hear the sound of the waves and looked at his son with a look of despair.

Without thinking much, Ning Qiang's wings spread out in an instant, and he swooped down. One giant claw picked up the boy, and the other grabbed the man.

His body suddenly soared into the air. The boy was so frightened that he forgot to cry. He looked at the ground and turned to look at the huge goshawk that had caught him. Its huge claws were sharp and its joints were terrifying.

The little guy screamed and cried louder.

The boy's father was shocked, but he didn't forget the moment he was caught and picked up the wooden basin.

On the day when the poisonous scorpion blew up the gate of the Chinese Village, the man hid in the distance and saw Ning Qiang transform.

Ning Qiang is superior, there is no need to embarrass a small person like him, he is obviously here to save them.

Leaving the two men in a dry place halfway up the mountain, Ning Qiang spread his wings and flew away.

The man bowed his hands in the direction of Ning Qiang Feiyuan. Regardless of whether Ning Qiang could hear it or not, he kept saying thank you.

After stopping crying, the little boy tugged at the corner of his father's clothes, pointed his finger in the air, and said two words: "Big Bird."

The man touched his son's head and said, "It's the eagle. The eagle saved us."

"Eagle, the big eagle is a good bird, right, dad."

The man's mouth twitched. His savior definitely didn't like being called 'good bird'.

The sea water was still rising. The man picked up his son and climbed quickly towards the top of the mountain. There was no joy in being out of danger. The terrain of the Chinese Village was not high. The climb to the top of the mountain was only 8 or 9 hundred meters at most.

Turning around and looking down the mountain, the Chinese village that had lived for more than a year had changed beyond recognition in just a few dozen minutes.

Many people were swallowed up by the waves in front of his eyes, and some were still chatting and working together at noon.

The belongings that I finally saved were all gone in an instant.

The package on Toto's back was still there, but it was soaked.

He had just come out of the water, his whole body was wet and cold, and he sighed slightly. He had to work hard to survive for the sake of his son.

Ning Qiang's act of rescuing people shocked everyone in the Ning family.

When he returned to the villa, Ning's mouth was open and he had not yet closed it.

When did the second young master of their family become a good person?

The joy of saving people was instantly gone. Ning Qiang said with a cold face: "What are you looking at? All the work is done?"

It's true that he rarely shows kindness, but once in a while... well, it feels pretty good.

Ning swallowed his saliva and nodded repeatedly:

"Everything that can be loaded has been put on the plane, and there are many that cannot be taken away and are being moved to the top of the mountain."

Ning Qiang moved his arms, exhaled, and returned to the balcony again.

The villas built at the foot of the mountain were submerged, and the villagers rushing up the mountain were noisy and fighting for the narrow passage up the mountain.

They looked away in disgust. How long had it been? Instead of running for their lives, they were still fighting with each other.

By passing in an orderly manner, everyone can climb to the top of the mountain, and making noise will not only hinder others, but also shorten their own precious time to survive.

He dislikes the lower class people very much because they have many qualities that he doesn't like.

For example: short-sighted, less knowledgeable, bullying, greedy, taking advantage, philistine, sarcastic... and so on.

What he despises the most is that he lives at the bottom, but he spares no effort to trample on those who are better than him.

The face of contempt and disgust is too ugly!

Although the people in his circle also have the same symptoms, but as long as they are labeled, the disgusting impression will be difficult to erase for the rest of their lives.

The sky is getting darker and darker, the visibility is getting lower and lower, and the humidity is getting heavier and heavier.

Ning Xiaoqi hurriedly said, "Second Young Master, everything has been moved. When should we leave?"

"You guys just follow the plane and don't worry about me. I have to go somewhere first."

Ning Xiaoqi didn't ask any more questions, and left first with Ning Da Ning and other members of the Ning family.

Ning Qiang was the only one left in the empty villa, and the noise outside was much quieter.

I opened the refrigerator and took two portions of frozen dumplings and a few bottles of mineral water, feeling as leisurely as if the disaster outside didn't exist.

I cooked the dumplings on the cassette stove and drank the remaining red wine from a bottle.

Shaking the bottle of wine, there was only half a bottle left from a winery in Romantic Country. I wouldn’t drink it anymore if I wanted to.

The position of the bar counter just allows you to see the scenery outside the window. Although it is very dark now and you can hardly see anything, Ning Qiang still chose a seat with the best view and sat down.

He took a dumpling and put it into his mouth, swallowed it slowly, and sipped the wine, like a successful person sitting comfortably in a high-end restaurant after a busy day, tasting the fruits of success.

The sound of gurgling water came from downstairs, and the water flooded into the villa.

Ning Qiang pretended not to hear, but still ate a mouthful of red wine and a mouthful of dumplings.

Huge waves rolled over the balcony, water rushed into the second floor, and seawater splashed into the dumpling plate.

Frowning, he glanced at the unfinished dumplings reluctantly, pushed away the plate, wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, dropped the handkerchief, stepped on the water up to his ankles, and came to the balcony.

He paused for a few seconds, spread his wings, and flew into the dark sky.