I don’t know how long it has passed, Wang Yao was awakened by the noise.↑The noise came from outside the door, and many people were talking.

"You woke up Wang Yao. There is good news and bad news." Xiao Wu turned around and looked at Wang Yao with clear eyes.

Wang Yao looked at Xiao Wu who was selling lawsuits, rubbed his forehead and said angrily: "Tell me the bad one first."

"A armored troops are coming five kilometers away."

Wang Yao's movements were stagnant, putting his hands down and looking serious: "Armored Force?"

"A force of six armored vehicles."

"The US government has really invested a lot of money in order to capture me." Wang Yao sneered. It seemed that the two surviving drivers on the armored vehicle told everything after they returned.

He was not very worried. Unless everyone had a rocket launcher, conventional weapons would not be able to break the black shield at all. Except for the gun towers on the armored vehicles, they had to be able to hit him.

"How long have I slept?"

“1 hour 53 minutes.”

Wang Yao got up from the bed and came to the window. The temperature was falling, and mist appeared on the window. He pulled the towel and wiped it twice, looking out the window.

There is an office building opposite, with all the lights on. Some people standing at windows, also observing the outside.

The streets outside were empty, and the rain showed no signs of weakening. It seemed to be a dead city. It was cold and quiet. The water was very deep. Looking down, only rows of car roofs were blocked at the intersection. Obviously, they had abandoned their cars and took refuge.

Only armored vehicles can pass through this kind of water. However, congested vehicles are troublesome for them.

5 kilometers, even if they have found Wang Yao's location and drove straight, it will take at least an hour. They may even be blocked by the vehicle and cannot move forward.

"Why is the corridor so noisy?" Wang Yao asked without looking back.

"Vera brought the citizens who took refuge, and the number was 26 people."

"What decision did she make private?" Wang Yao turned around and frowned.

"Well. No one allowed."

Wang Yao walked out of the room and took the black spear leaning against the door in his hand.

When he opened the door, the noise became louder. Wang Yao looked over and there were people everywhere in the corridor, talking to each other, or gathering by the window to look out.

Passing through the bucket and the crowd, Wang Yao came to the shelter room and found that there were also many people here, including Silas, Vera, Black, Sam, etc., and a few people I didn't know sat in front of the fireplace, staring at the TV. It seemed a little crowded.

[There is a panic at the central station, and almost all the platforms are flooded. All facilities have been closed.]

[The waves rose 25 feet (8 meters) in seconds this morning, and what we had feared before finally happened. The cold air forward has moved from the Arctic, forming a huge storm system in Canada. It sounds unbelievable, but it looks more like a tropical whirlpool hurricane. If this cold air continues to move south, it will see the tsunami hitting the entire East Coast under wind trends.]

[The water in Manhattan has reached 3 feet (1 meter). Citizens please try to stay indoors.]

Wang Yao's arrival was not noticed by most people. He was nervous in the shelter room. Someone took out his cell phone to call, but the reply was unable to be answered.

"Hey Wang Yao." Sam said hello when he saw Wang Yao.

"Sam." Wang Yao nodded, and the black man's border ran to his feet, shaking his tail and spinning. Wang Yao bent down and patted his head gently.

He stood up and his face returned to his indifference: "Villa. Are you doing these?"

When she was called to her name, Vera stood up from her seat. Her face was calm and she didn't care: "Yes, no one objected after I made my opinion. Anyway, we have so many empty rooms, so what's the point of letting them stay?"

At this time, those people were attracted to attention and looked curious one by one.

"You are also involved?" Wang Yao looked at Silas.

"I didn't agree or object." The old man replied.

Wang Yao looked at Vera, his eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc: "Where is me? You didn't seem to ask me."

"You are sleeping and... God teaches us to love the world."

"Hey man, I don't know much. But she helped us. You're a little unkind." A white young man stood up and said, wearing a suit, obviously forced to stay here on his way to work.

Someone started, and the others also spoke for Vera.

Wang Yao glanced at them coldly: "I have the final say here. Not her. Vera, have you ever considered the problem of not enough food for us. There are so many people, and the food is barely enough for a day."

"We will leave when the rain is low and we will not worry about the food of you, the selfish person." Someone answered immediately.

"The unsympathetic guy."

Wang Yao's words made him fall into a siege. Silas, the black Sam and others wanted to persuade him, but they were overwhelmed by the wave.

They were still thinking about leaving, and it seemed that Villa was not stupid enough to tell them the movie after tomorrow.

"Then it will take the rain to stop." Wang Yao sneered, feeling extremely irritable. He held the black spear in his hand tightly, and he could hardly control his actions. Fortunately, his reason was still there, and he was forced to suppress him by Wang Yao.

"I don't want another next time." Wang Yao glanced at Vera coldly, then turned to Silas and said, "Food is allocated to us first, followed by the elderly and children. Looking at the group of men and women, if there is any abnormal movement, you should do it."

"I'll eat less." Vera suddenly spoke, showing her "compassionateness" as a believer. With this contrast, Wang Yao became more and more like an evil and cruel oriental.

For a moment, countless eyes were full of disgust.

Wang Yao laughed furiously and pointed to the group of people who had attacked him before: "Okay, reduce the priority of this devout believer, just like that group of people."

Vera was not very satisfied, and she wanted to say something: "Sam and the others are still young, maybe they don't need that much..."

"Shut up!" Wang Yao suddenly let out a loud shout, shocking the shelter room seemed to tremble. Killing intent filled his eyes.

This ungrateful woman has touched Wang Yao's forbidden zone.

"Wang Yao, if we are embarrassed, we..." Sam spoke at this time, and the other two were also worried. They didn't want to have conflicts because of themselves.

"I promised your father to take good care of you." Wang Yao's tone returned to calm, as if he was calming down.

"I can ignore it and give my portion to your child." At this time, the young man in the suit spoke.

"And mine."

"And I."

"Is there any?" Wang Yao glanced coldly at everyone in the room. Soon another person stood up. The remaining four people saw something and kept silent wisely.

There were four people standing in Vera's camp.

"Others stay here honestly. If there is any trouble, I'll solve it."

Wang Yao threw the black spear in his hand towards the ground, and inserted it firmly on it like a few centimeters of the ground. Wang Yao held one hand and held the collar of the man in the suit and the other person. He dragged them into the safe passage. A few minutes later, he returned empty-handed, grabbed the two more, ignored their struggles and cursed, and dragged them out like a dead pig.

Bang bang—

Two heavy objects landed on the ground, and two figures rolled down the stairs and fell into the water one meter deep. Two wet figures stood beside them. They shrank and hid on the steps outside the door, not daring to come in. Their eyes were round.

Wang Yao stood at the door and clapped his hands, looked at the two struggling to stand up coldly, and turned around and left.

"You don't need to stop them when they are coming in, just don't let them go upstairs." He instructed him when he passed by the doorman. He ignored the surprised gazes of other refugees in the hall and went straight upstairs.
Chapter completed!