Chapter 913

Yang Feng is not a sentimental person, or this is not a man's privilege, but recently Yang Feng is always sad and doesn't know when he began to change. Is it true that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility? But no matter how big your ability is, you can stop the typhoon! If you have that power, you will become God.

"Just!" after thinking about it, Yang Feng couldn't help laughing. Since he couldn't put it down, he might as well go and have a look. He called and mobilized a batch of materials and loaded them into Jiuxi spiritual region. He quietly went to Haixi. Anyway, Haixi is one of his bases and can't let it go.

The typhoon came faster than expected, because people accelerated, which was helpless. It was exaggerated enough. It was close to land and accelerated. It was completely impossible for people to live. Since Yang Feng arrived in Haixi, he would go to the front line to see. Others were afraid of the typhoon. Looking at the dark clouds in the sky, Yang Feng hid directly into Jiuxi spiritual region, It's nothing to resist the typhoon. That's an idiot. When the violent typhoon passes, he will do what he can. He doesn't want to be raped by the typhoon

A few hours outside, there were hundreds of hours in the Jiuxi spiritual realm. Taking advantage of this time, Yang Feng toured the Jiuxi spiritual realm. Time can't be wasted. He couldn't spend hundreds of hours in a daze. It really stunned people. Waiting for the wind to weaken, Yang Feng came out of the Jiuxi spiritual realm. Although it was weaker than the strongest time, he stood on the ground, The still blown body shook involuntarily, but this did not affect Yang Feng's action. Yang Feng was a master.

Yang Feng was about to go inland. Suddenly, a huge breath came from the sea. The pressed Yang Feng felt breathless. Yang Feng looked thoughtfully at the sea like a black hole. This is by no means the breath of nature. The breath of nature has no good or evil, but it has a taste of tyranny and destruction.

"Interesting!" against the wind, Yang Feng ran to the sea, and it became more and more difficult. With his strength, when he was about to reach the sea, he would sometimes be blown back. With the wind speed increasing again, Yang Feng had to go into Jiuxi spiritual area to avoid.

"What would it be?" Yang Feng guessed at the bottom of his heart. The huge breath was a little exaggerated, as if it could destroy the sky and the earth. Was it a sea monster or something? I don't know.

When the storm subsided again, Yang Feng came out of the Jiuxi spirit domain and felt that the breath was gone, which surprised him. Was it his feeling wrong just now? It was originally a sign of the coming storm?

When he finally came to the beach, Yang Feng looked carefully. There was nothing abnormal. The smell still didn't appear. He had to go back. In his heart, he hoped that he thought more. When he reached the position just now, he still had no abnormality. Yang Feng accelerated to check the disaster situation.

When he got to the place where there was a signal on the phone, Yang Feng began to issue orders and assign personnel in various places. He acted quickly, braved the rain and carried out rescue against the wind. It was good to have this effect in a hurry in a day. Yang Feng didn't ask too much. He just wanted to do his part.

If the home is destroyed, it can be rebuilt, but there are no people, but it can never be seen again. Therefore, no matter what kind of disaster, saving the city comes first. With people, this society and this world, some things have the meaning of existence.

No one knows when the soldiers in camouflage clothes who first started to rescue left. When the excitement around us changed and there were more official standards, people found that those who gave food and saved people just now didn't seem to be real soldiers. Many people suddenly had such a feeling when they saw those people alone, I think it's a national guard, but it's very different from the armed police soldiers who come to the rescue now. I can't tell what's different, but I just think it's different. I have to say that people feel very terrible. Yang Feng doesn't want to do good deeds without leaving his name, but doesn't want to be the leading bird. You say that you're not only more than the government, which makes the government get off the stage, If you let the government down, how can the government give you fruit to eat.

When asked, they can only see the surprise of the armed police soldiers. Their answer can only be that they don't know. They are the fastest rescue team. It must not be their people who walk in front of them. As for camouflage clothes, this thing is not exclusive.

The more mysterious things are, the more people dig. During the emergency rescue, someone even exposed the camouflage soldiers. Even the reporters who came later are more interested in this problem. Unfortunately, these people disappeared after completing their tasks. In fact, they did not disappear, but changed their clothes, It's not easy to continue to rescue as an ordinary person these days.

When the typhoon passes by, what he fears most is not the fishermen who live by fishing on the beach, nor the farmers who grow land and vegetables, nor the countryside, but a city with many tall buildings. At this time, he is soaking in a vast ocean. This is the focus of rescue. Yang Feng doesn't expect this to happen. He would rather do nothing and everything is safe, Unfortunately, such an idea is too beautiful and naive.

Miserable!

Even if I have seen the earthquake scene, experienced the earthquake scene and saw the flood all over the city, it is still a little shocking, but most of them are helpless. This time, I don't know how many people will die in front of Kui who failed to build the city.

Yang Feng didn't stay too much. In broad daylight, he had no place to think about it. He could only return to the seaside. He didn't forget that powerful breath. He wanted to see if there was anything coming

The sea waves are rolling, and the sea is making a final struggle with the storm. I believe it won't be long before he will be calm again. Yang Feng doesn't feel that breath anymore. He can't help but wonder if he feels wrong?

There was no answer. Yang Feng's heart was shrouded in a mystery. He always felt that it should be a special situation, a special thing hidden under the typhoon, and maybe this special thing also had a certain relationship with this unprecedented typhoon. Thinking of this, Yang Feng couldn't help being startled by himself. If so, it would be too exaggerated.

After the storm, the sea slowly returned to calm. Although the waves were still relatively large, Yang Feng couldn't wait to go to sea and look for that special thing. The more he thought about it, the more Yang Feng felt that he didn't feel wrong, but that the world was wrong.