Seeing the torrents of yellow and green staggering against the village houses, and there were more than a dozen or twenty people asking for help standing on the roof of the houses, everyone felt at a loss.

The village committee secretary made a sound of smoking, his upper and lower lips collided quickly with each other. His hands that stretched out to block the rain were unknowingly put down. Soon the red color of the cigarette butt was extinguished by the rain.

"Go down to save people quickly..." Someone shouted a word that made everyone feel very idiotic, and someone quickly replied, "Go down to die."

"Director Zhang?" Hang Junyi looked at Zhang Qi with anticipation, but he also knew that there was no good way in this situation. He could only wait until the flood was slower and no longer so urgent, and he could take a boat to rescue him.

The reason why people who are still in the village are in danger is very confusing, it is just for money, but the people who are staying halfway up the mountain cannot laugh. No matter what the reason is, if these people die, they will not be able to get it.

If the superiors only look at the results, but the results are not good, then there will be no fewer problems found in the process, and the results are very good. If there are some minor problems in the process, it will be a flaw that will not cover up the merits.

Zhang Qi had a way to save these people, but he had to wait. He waited for more water in the valley below, and the torrent that collapsed from the dam would not be so turbulent, and naturally there would be no danger.

"Director Yun, now I'm sorry to try to get more time to rescue the people's property." Zhang Qi joked at Yun Yueyong with a grudge.

In an instant, Yun Yueyong's face turned red. He didn't expect that in this situation, Zhang Qi would not forget to mock him.

But what can I do? Who told him to be mean just now and said that he had tried to get some time to save property for the people. Now this kind of thing is just a joke.

Looking at the slowly collapsed sides of the embankment, the river water pouring down. Yun Yueyong opened his mouth and couldn't say anything. His surname was Yun and not Dong. Even if his surname was Dong, he couldn't block such a big gap.

"Director Zhang, now your time should be spent on saving people's lives and property." Ling Qiukong helped his subordinates to relieve the siege, but in fact he was also in a mess. As soon as this matter happened, the most unattractable thing was that he, the county party secretary, who asked him to make efforts to oppose the proposal to evacuate the crowd not long ago.

Hang Junyi glanced at the county party secretary and his faction officials with a different look. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't want to get away with this matter.

But the main task now is to find ways to rescue the masses. If people die, the first thing that will be affected is the Water Conservancy Bureau, and then the fire brigade’s work errors and fail to control the crowd. But the directors of these two bureaus are from Hang Junyi’s side.

"It's almost done." Seeing that the dam gap had grown slowly. The amount of river water pouring into the small valley of Yingjiang also became flat, Zhang Qi casually said something stupid.

Director Yun was about to speak out and mock him when he saw Zhang Qi walking down the mountain. When he reached the slowly rising water level, the following things made the people present a little stunned.

I saw Zhang Qicong floating and leaning against the hill, picking up a tree that had floated against the hill. With his left hand, the box always lifted beside him suddenly flashed an ancient long sword. Zhang Qi waved it a few times, and the branches on the tree were not cut completely, leaving only the main trunk.

"I want to learn from Robinson to build a canoe." Many people suddenly thought strangely.

"Bang", in everyone's unbelievable eyes, Zhang Qi kicked the thirty or forty kilograms away and landed directly three or four meters away from the house closest to the village.

"Popeye?" The nearest house in the village is also 40 or 50 meters away from several mountains here. This distance requires kicking dozens of kilograms of trees there. If a strong man is replaced, he has to kick it two or three times. But unexpectedly, Zhang Qi kicked it lightly, and everyone saw the trees flying there.

If you do this, Zhang Qi's actions will be easy to guess next, watching the trees floating to the other side after being hit by the river.

Zhang Qi estimated the speed of the drainage flow, then picked up almost ten pieces of wood in succession, cut off the branches, and kicked them away one after another, and then the trunks fell steadily onto the water surface.

After kicking his legs and landing on the first trunk three or four meters away from the foot of the mountain, Zhang Qi's body sank and floated along with the trunk, and then kicking his legs and landing directly on the second trunk.

"Where is this filming?" The villagers gathered together muttered first, and then became excited. Isn't this kind of scene just like filming a movie?

The villagers surrounded by the village were stunned. The world record for running and long jump was 8:95 meters, and the distance between the wood on the water was almost four meters. Many people thought it would be not difficult to get them to run and jump for four meters.

But it is pure nonsense to jump continuously on the water surface, but reality happened.

Something that seems to be incredible to others is not difficult to do when Zhang Qi. The tree trunks that float on the water surface are accurate, but in fact they are under great force. The posture of sinking and floating is like the way to step on the plum blossom stake.

This kind of kung fu is not even considered a skill, it is just a foothold, and its strength can maintain its body posture. Zhang Qi found it even more difficult to use the impact of the water flow to support his body of more than 100 kilograms to soar four meters away.

It seems that many people can do it, but in this case, there are only ones who can perform stably. No matter what the people are already a little desperate in the village, they dare not make any sounds, for fear of affecting Zhang Qi's "martial arts".

When Zhang Qi fell steadily on the roof, everyone exhaled their breath that they had been holding on to now, and then they couldn't help but applaud.

"Awesome. I thought the publicity in Huayi City was too high, but now I know that this is simply a low point." Hang Junyi murmured. He originally thought that the skills of Huayi City in Huayi City fighting the black heroes in the party newspaper were as good as ever. Now the facts are in front of me, and I feel so excited.

As county magistrates, they are so excited, let alone those villagers. Many of them are their villagers. They often gather together when drinking tea and chatting. Now it seems that they are saved. It would be strange if everyone is unhappy.

"If you shave your head, it will be a Bodhicitta." Hua Shang's eyes shone brightly, and he couldn't spit out ivory in his mouth. He began to compare Zhang Qi and the monk, "I crossed the river with a reed. Now I see Shimu crossing the river. It's too exciting. No, I have to learn it when I go back."

"Director Yun, don't you say that you, a civilian, are you more courageous than our director? Otherwise, you can show it too?" Zhang Qi left, Hua Shang took the banner of slapping in the face and said to Yun Yueyong. He had long been disgusted with this guy's sarcastic search.

Everyone can hear this kind of ridiculous words, but everyone doesn’t think it’s too much. Who said that Zhang Qi is a hero now, hope, and Director Yun is a clown?

"Hmph, the courage of an ordinary man, this wood has been washed away. He rushed over, and there was no more one more person to die." Yun Yueyong was so angry that he started to say unlucky words.

"Shut up, what are you saying?" Seeing the itchy expressions of people around him, the county party secretary scolded him in a turbulent manner. He knew that rural people valued their intentions very much. Zhang Qi rushed out to save people. If anyone dared to say something bad here, he might be thrown into the water.

With his neck shrank, Yun Yueyong did not dare to refute. He ran to the armed police firefighters in shame, with his face red and white.

On the other hand, Zhang Qi fell to the roof of the house in the village, and his only concern was put down. The rural houses and buildings are not far from each other, and the distance between this group of houses and the other group next door was only three or four meters. It is a simple thing to jump over.

Before Zhang Qi came, he calculated it very clearly. According to the highest six-story house in the village, it would definitely not be flooded by the flood. As long as he threw everyone on the house and waited for others to rescue, everything would be fine.

"Jumped over, jumped over." Seeing Zhang Qi jumping from one roof to another, people on the mountainside and two or three roofs in the village shouted excitedly, then quickly closed their mouths and looked at Zhang Qi's next actions.

You should know that the water flow below the house is not a calm river surface. Because of the drop from the horizontal surface of Yingjiang, the turbid river water flows at a speed that is not slow at all, and the debris and whirlpools and torrents formed when they hit the house, etc. These are the reasons why those who are still staying in the village dare not move. Otherwise, the villagers would have swam to the highest house long ago and waited for rescue leisurely.

"Police Officer..." When Zhang Qi arrived at a roof where five people gathered, the five villagers were ashamed or excited, and blushed to Zhang Qi like Guan Gong.

Zhang Qi didn't answer, and directly picked someone, first clicked the other party's acupoint so that he could not resist. Then he grabbed the person like a briefcase, rushed to the six-story house, put him down, untied the acupoint, and said, "Go to the roof by yourself, you won't be flooded here."

"Okay, thank you, officer." The villager didn't know Zhang Qi's position, so he just bowed, thanked him, ran to the roof like a runaway, waiting for rescue.

The next step was to follow the example and bring all the people to this building. Zhang Qi and they waited with them for the water to calm down, and Hang Junyi and others to rescue him next.

"Are all ships and other things ready?" Seeing Zhang Qi bringing people to a place that is not dangerous, and seeing the flood that had already flowed through the roofs of some houses in the village, Hang Junyi finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked Captain Qiu.

The latter quickly replied: "According to your instructions, it should be coming from just now. When it is right, we will go and save people."

"Well, you did a good job." Hang Junyi smiled at the fire brigade captain with admiration, and felt extremely happy. He sighed and said, "I know why Director Zhan was so reluctant at the beginning."
Chapter completed!