Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 269
Yan Ji returned immediately after receiving the WeChat message, Bingci was completely drenched by the heavy rain, his face was blue from the cold.

"Brother Qiu, come up quickly, here, towel, I'll take you to the hotel first."

"No, go directly to Huicheng, I'll be with you."

"No, that's not where you should go." Yan Ji refused without thinking.

Bingci looked at him expressionlessly, and he was defeated after a while, and his tone was not as tough as before.

"The situation in Huicheng is severe now, and the flood is raging. I can't let you take this risk."

"What about them?" Bingci's eyes showed a trace of determination.

Yan Ji was left speechless by her question, the person in front of him had already made up his mind, no one could persuade her.

"I know I can't persuade you, but you promise me to stay in the logistics department, where you are needed."

The car drove quickly in the rain, and no one in the car made a sound.

Han Wu arrived at the disaster area earlier than them. The bodyguards of Han's family were also well-trained.

The torrential rain poured down, and Yan Ji came thousands of miles with his flood-fighting army. When they got out of the car, everyone raced against time to carry hundreds of catties of sandbags to rebuild the embankment.

However, the torrential rain continued and the floods swept away. These sandbags were washed away before they were piled up. As a last resort, flood fighting fighters jumped into the flood one by one and built a human wall with their bodies to buy opportunities for their teammates.

"Young master, the Yan family... sent someone here," the head of the Han family escort said excitedly.

"Well, fully cooperate with the Yan family's actions to minimize the loss." Han Wu's hand holding the pen was shaking from the cold, and rainwater poured into his cuffs along the joints.

On the other side, Kung Fu Bingci disappeared shortly after Yan Ji gave the task. He rushed out of the temporary awning crazily, only to see a lifeboat floating in the middle of the turbulent torrent, and the people on the yacht didn't care. Hesitant to jump into the flood to pick up the almost drowning person.

"Don't be afraid." Bingci hugged the man tightly and swam to the lifeboat.

"There are more over there, go into the water to save people."

It was raining heavily, and there were shirtless teammates carrying sandbags to stop the flood for them, and then there were soldiers who jumped into the flood without hesitation to rescue the victims.

It was dark, and the lights of the night were brighter than the lights on the stage at any time.

Yan Ji's eyes were scarlet, watching her go into danger again and again, clenched his fists and let go again and again, many times he could have someone send her away without worrying about her safety, but he didn't do that.

"Ji Shao, you have to be really worried that we can bring Qiu Shao back."

"No, let her go, have the people moved to a safe place?"

"It has been transferred. Before you came, Young Master Han had already made a series of arrangements."

"Han Wu is here too?" Yan Ji suddenly became vigilant for some reason, frowning tightly
"Yes."

On the other side, Han Wu kept coughing non-stop, and gave up the awning to the rescued people. Because of insufficient manpower, everyone was sent out, and even he himself just came out of the water.

The night in Huicheng was very dark. Bing Ci and other flood fighters started searching for the people washed away by the water from the downstream. Her life jacket was filled with water and she could only pour out the water by standing on her head.

"Young Master Qiu, ahead," suddenly a soldier shouted, Bingci turned around and jumped off, swimming upstream to the middle of the river, followed by the others.

Han Wu was carrying a child on his shoulders, one hand tightly grasped a woman's hand, and the other firmly grasped the tree trunk, but he could already feel the looseness of the tree trunk.No matter what to do, the three of them will be washed away.

Night blindness made him unable to see the surrounding environment clearly, and he forced his consciousness to prevent himself from sinking. He was betting that someone would come, betting that his life should not die.

The moment the tree trunk was washed away, there was a light on his shoulder and hand, and in the darkness, someone held his hand.

"team leader."

(End of this chapter)