v2 Chapter 217： Tsunami (1/2)

The tallest building nearby is several residential buildings on the east side of the road, but there is still greening in the middle of the neighborhood. Zhang Heng checked the distance and estimated that it was difficult for him to run. Instead, he looked at the four-story museum on the west side. It's more realistic.

Zhang Heng stepped on the roof of the car and ran directly to it. There was a scolding of the owner behind him, but at this time Zhang Heng had jumped to the bus stop and pushed away the two middle school students playing mobile phones there, rushing across the bike and the sidewalk , Skip the ticket gate and run towards the museum's gate.

The guards standing guard outside the watch were frightened, but they quickly reacted, catching up while shouting to stand.

Not only did Zhang Heng stop, he heard the words and speeded up, stepping up the steps, and while an old couple had just entered the museum, he also ducked in and hid in.

Soon after the museum opened its doors in the morning, there were not too many people. There were only a few dozen people in the bronze exhibition hall on the first floor. They were walking and admiring the collections in the showcase.

Zhang Heng found the stairs at the fastest speed, but at this time, the guards on the first floor obviously got the alarm, and quickly approached Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng didn't entangle with them much. He calculated the time in his mind, and estimated He should have another six or seven seconds, so he bent down and avoided the flutter of the guard on the right, and the guard on his left hand caught only a handful of air because he was standing behind a showcase.

In the last three seconds, Zhang Heng has raised the speed to the extreme. He rushed up the stairs. Through the glass wall, he could already see the oncoming waves. It was about ten meters high. The hard double-layer tempered laminated glass broke even after half a second!

Immediately after the stormy water poured into the museum, there were branches, bricks, bicycles and other messy things in the middle.

Zhang Heng rushed to the third floor at the last minute, but in the blink of an eye, the two floors under his feet were completely swallowed up, and the guards who were chasing him before were even swept by the giant waves without a word. There was no trace, and the group of tourists walking downstairs was also very ferocious.

Zhang Heng at this moment was like being alone on a vast desert island.

Individual strength is too small in the face of natural disasters.

Especially for most people, there is no expectation that a tsunami will happen. At the moment when the huge wave came, many people didn't realize what happened. The next moment, they were stunned, wrapped in the current and rushed forward, hitting On the wall or in the car, the more unlucky person bumped into something sharp and was punctured and penetrated, and could no longer wake up.

Behind Zhang Heng, a little girl about six or seven years old in a skirt opened her eyes and was completely frightened by the scene in front of her.

Zhang Heng didn't have time to care about where the latter's parents were. He was lucky enough to escape and he hadn't had time to breathe. Following the second big wave has arrived, the height of this huge wave is higher than before, almost It was the same as the museum's roof, and Zhang Heng didn't run upstairs anymore, but turned to run towards the exhibition center on the third floor.

He heard a thunderous sound behind him, and the big waves effortlessly smashed the last two layers of glass. The fine Tang and Song porcelain displayed in the showcase resisted the erosion of time, but could not resist the real The water flow was no different from the previous glass walls, turning into fragments.

The little girl who stood still was swallowed up by the waves.