"Oh, what's it to me? Can't you call your parents yourself? Calling me? Are you out of your mind?" Yang Feng said coldly.
"I..." Lin Yoona was stunned. She didn't expect Yang Feng to say that. It seemed that he was also afraid of the heavy rain.
This is reportedly a once-in-a-decade super typhoon and torrential rain, prompting red alerts to be issued by various departments and regions.
“My parents aren’t here. They’re elsewhere, working…” Yoona’s beautiful eyes dimmed as she replied.
"Oh, what does that have to do with me? Anyway, the rescuers will come to save you."
With that, Yang Feng hung up the phone and threw it onto the table.
He didn't need to brave the torrential rain to rescue people in the tunnel; he's not a great hero, just an ordinary person.
The rescue work can be handled by the relevant personnel.
Besides, he knew that the typhoon and rainstorm had a huge impact. He estimated that many trees had fallen outside, and people might even be blown away if they went outside.
Although he is now a martial artist and can withstand this massive typhoon, he has no obligation to do so.
As Yoona sat in the last row of the bus, watching the dial tone of her phone being hung up, a sense of disappointment welled up inside her.
At that moment, a mechanical voice suddenly rang out.
"Ding! Automatically acquired chain quest: Rescue everyone trapped in the Jingqu Tunnel. Quest success reward: Thirty scrolls. Quest failure penalty: Fifty lashes with a whip (Executed by Starlight)"
"Damn it!" Yang Feng sat up abruptly in bed and couldn't help but curse.
I glanced at the back of my drafts and was shocked. I felt like I was doomed; updates would have to be reduced to two chapters a day again. *sobs*
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 118 The Terror of Typhoons
"I'm really impressed by you."
Yang Feng opened the wardrobe, took out a transparent raincoat, quickly changed into it, and muttered:
"Thirty scrolls, enough for three draws, not bad."
When I got to the small living room, I found my younger sister sitting at her desk, studying diligently. I felt a pang of emotion; I felt like I had that same drive when I was in junior high school.
I reckon my sister will get into a really good university.
"Yang Feng, where are you going wearing a raincoat? It's raining so hard outside, you'll get blown away by the typhoon if you go out."
Yang Lianqing noticed the sound of the door opening, immediately turned her head, frowned her delicate brows, and asked.
"I'm not going anywhere, I'm just going to the gatekeeper's to pick something up. I might be back later. You stay home and study hard, don't wander off, understand?"
Yang Feng spoke very seriously, fearing that his sister might go out looking for him later, which could lead to trouble.
"Oh, okay, then be careful, otherwise if you get blown away by the typhoon, there will be no one to cook noodles for me."
Yang Lianqing thought about it and figured that since it was just going to the gatekeeper downstairs to get something, it shouldn't be a big problem.
"Okay, you do your homework, I'll be back soon."
After saying that, Yang Feng gently closed the iron gate and turned to walk downstairs.
Before we even reached the first floor, we could hear the sound of torrential rain, and howling winds carried the rain up to the second floor.
Yang Feng frowned as he fought his way down to the first floor and took shelter under a shed. Looking at the dark sky, he saw the torrential rain pouring down like a waterfall.
Just as Yang Feng lifted his foot to leave the shed, he saw a large branch fall from the tree, nearly hitting him on the head.
Yang Feng glanced at the green trees above his head, then suddenly stepped out, feeling the large raindrops hitting him from the sky, which felt like needles.
But this injury was nothing to him.
"Hey! Young man, you can't go outside! The typhoon is going to get even stronger, come back quickly!"
The gatekeeper was sitting in the guardhouse when he saw someone run out. He immediately became anxious, quickly opened the window a crack, squeezed his head out, and shouted loudly.
However, Yang Feng had already left the ordinary residential area and was moving quickly towards the Beijing Tunnel.
He walked with difficulty on the deserted street. Some small trees could not withstand the typhoon's devastation. Until the last second, they were broken by the wind, or uprooted and thrown into the sky, before crashing to the ground.
After half an hour of being battered by wind and rain, Yang Feng arrived at the side of the Beijing District Tunnel and was about to step inside.
Two policemen, wearing light green clothes underneath transparent raincoats, shouted at Yang Feng to stop.
"What are you doing?! You can't go into the tunnel, go back now!"
“A friend of mine called me. She and a bus full of people are stuck inside and can’t get out. I need to get in now.”
Because the wind was so strong, Yang Feng shouted back.
"The tunnel is about to collapse. Going in now won't help. Rescue workers are at the other end of the tunnel. You need to get out of here!"
The police shouted at Yang Feng and rushed forward, trying to pull him back.
Yang Feng dodged the policeman's grab with a swift movement and turned to walk into the tunnel.
He had already observed from the outside that the tunnel was already one-third full of water, which meant there was no water outlet inside.
The water is rushing towards you, while the other side is where the torrent is coming from, making it extremely dangerous, but the possibility of the tunnel collapsing is very small.