Chapter 871

Mo Chongyan's face was uncertain. He put Tan Yutong on the bed in a hurry and helped her put on her warm pajamas carefully. He didn't cover the quilt because he was afraid that Tan Yutong would be hot.

He is also in a hurry to approve the coat, under the villa. Sure enough, the bodyguards who followed Mo Chongyan were looking at the computer one by one.

"What's the matter?" Mo Chongyan sank his face and asked. The bodyguard at the front of the computer stood up. "Mr. Mo, I suggest evacuating the island as soon as possible. No accident, there will be a tsunami here. "

Hearing what the bodyguard said, Mo Chongyan's face sank suddenly. "How many planes do we have now?" "Mr. Mo, looking out of the window at such a heavy storm, the plane couldn't take off at all. What's more, once the plane encounters a thunderstorm cloud, there will be no consequences. "

The bodyguard frowned and obviously didn't agree with Mo Chongyan.

But Mo Chongyan thought about it and only asked, "is our fuel consumption enough?" The bodyguard had no choice but to reply. Mo Chongyan thought for a while,

"the lowest thunderstorm cloud is generally no less than 2500 meters high. As long as we control the height at about 1800 meters when the tsunami comes, there should be no big problem."

Mo Chongyan said and looked up at the weather. "For the sake of safety, send a drone to measure the cloud height immediately." Mo Chongyan still thought of such a way, but still charged.

"Speed must be fast!" Mo Chongyan said, ready to go back to the house. Step a meal, continued to command a. "Everyone, except the surveyors, will wait on the plane. Keep it safe. "

Then, Mo Chongyan went into the room without looking back. The sea breeze outside is getting stronger and stronger, and the sound of waves beating on the shore is becoming more and more fierce. The wings of the plane trembled slightly.

Mo Chongyan wrapped Tan Yutong in a cup in a hurry and carried him to his plane.

"General manager Mo, the height of thunderstorm cloud is about 2350." The bodyguard watched Mo Chongyan come and stood up to report. "Can the height of the tsunami be calculated?" Mo Chongyan asked, but the bodyguard shook his head.

The distant voice is more and more impatient. The waves are getting bigger and bigger, as if they can't wait to swallow up the world. Mo Chongyan made a quick decision.

"Everyone, get on the plane right now. All aircraft control altitude 1500 meters. " The plane can't fly very low. On the one hand, it consumes a lot of fuel. On the other hand, if the plane stops too low, it is vulnerable to the impact of the tsunami.

All the planes were just ready to stop at 1500, and the underground water was churning more and more severely. In a short time, a huge wave of shock waves washed up the villa.

The magnificent villa is now vulnerable. When he heard that there were no casualties, Mo Chongyan was relieved. The atmosphere relaxed a little.

However, Mo Chongyan was still a little anxious when he looked at the endless waves below. It won't last long on the plane, and there's no land around. The oil stored on the island before can't support a day and a night at all.

It seems that Tan Yutong was on the plane and didn't sleep very well. Gradually wake up. Looking at Mo Chongyan holding himself drowsily.

"Husband, where are we?" Tan Yutong asked Mo Chongyan. Mo Chongyan moved his lips and finally told the truth.

"There was a tsunami on the island and we were on the plane." Mo Chongyan's tone is helpless.