The American Scripture

The storm raged on the sea for a long time, and the yacht was wobbly in the waves. Lance yelled and ran from the deck in the wind and rain. As the hull tilted, he even fell on the deck from time to time. , And almost fell into the ocean twice.

"What are you running?" Zhen Fan grabbed the side of the ship, glanced at Lance who fell on the deck, and shouted loudly.

"Let’s see if it’s about to capsize, God, I’ve never experienced this in the ocean!" Lance replied loudly, and then a wave hit his mouth, and the water poured into his mouth. The astringent taste made him complain, "Are we going to die here?"

"Unless you want to die, or you can't die!" Zhen Fan laughed, accidentally, and poured a large mouthful of sea water, and suddenly frowned, pooh, pooh.

"But... but the waves are endless, damn... Sooner or later we will be swallowed by them!" Lance complained loudly, "Don't say the cold words, let's leave here."

"Do you think we can leave now?"

"Damn it, I hope the wind and waves will subside soon!" Just after Lance's words were finished, another huge wave hit, and the hull almost overturned. Obviously, the storm showed no signs of subsiding, but it was still strengthening, and the waves became stronger every time.

"Help—" Lance yelled. He grabbed the cable tightly and yelled at Zhen Fan, "We must call the Coast Guard to rescue, or we will feed the sharks, God—" fall. He was hit by an overwhelming wave, and when he loosened his hand, he almost fell into the sea.

"Go to the cab!" Zhen Fan yelled at him.

"I want to go too... **** it. I can't move, as long as I move, I will definitely be lifted into the sea." Lance's face was bitter, almost crying, "God, I want to call the Coast Guard too. , But at least I have to go in the cabin."

"Okay. Okay, shut up!" Zhen Fan glared at Lance.

Lance didn't scream anymore, he had only strength left to hold the ship's side. As long as it doesn't fall into the water. But looking at his exhausted look, you know that he will not last long.

Zhen Fan grabbed the side of the ship with one hand, and took out a wooden sword from his waist with one hand, and suddenly bit the tip of his tongue. He sprayed blood at the wooden sword. He shouted loudly: "The world is natural, the universe borrows the law, the sun and the moon are strange, the sky and the earth are singular, the clouds go to the wind, and the urgency is like a law, an edict!"

"What are you doing? Crazy..." Lance wanted to yell, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Zhen Fan's wooden sword rushing into the sky. A hole was broken in the deep, thick black cloud, and light was revealed in the hole. Then the light was like a shock wave of an explosion, spreading all around.

A ray of sunlight suddenly pierced from the breach of the dark cloud's light, and the dark cloud that had just rolled in suddenly fled in all directions, as if something was driving them away. And the squally wind that was still raging on the sea stopped abruptly, except for the breeze and drizzle, the sun was shining for a while.

"Oh, God! Oh, God, oh, God..." Lance was lying on the deck of the stabilized yacht, watching Zhen Fan calmly stand up, take off his clothes, and wet the soaked ones. I wrung my clothes dry, couldn't help opening his mouth wide, his eyes were bigger than a copper coin, and his mouth kept yelling "God!"

"Shut up, Lance!" Zhen Fan couldn't listen anymore and couldn't help but yell. Just now, he dispelled the clouds and the energy was amazing, so his body became a little tired, and he kept thinking about God to Lance. I couldn't help but yelled, "Shut up, you have read it a few times, and God can't hear you!"

"No, he heard it, and he is still talking to me. If you dare to deny that you are not God, I am willing to plunge into the water, God—"

"Then you go into the sea!" Zhen Fan said angrily, then turned around and walked into the cabin. He needed to change clothes. To be honest, it was indeed a last resort to perform this earth-shattering Taoism just now. Fortunately, there are only two people around here, he and Lance, so as long as this guy shuts up, everything is easy to say.

"God, where are you going?" Lance couldn't help but cried as she watched Zhen Fan turn around and left.

"Shut up, Lance, today's affairs have been told to anyone, you know? Otherwise I will send you to the sky to meet your God!" Zhen Fan pretended to threaten him viciously.

"I know, God, I will abide by everything you say!" Lance also stood up, took off his jacket, revealing the fat belly, and followed Zhen Fan into the cabin.

"Don't call God!"

"Yes, God!"

"Okay, okay, if you say so, I will kick you into the water!"

"I listen to you, go to... Zhen!" This guy finally became a little normal, and could say normal things.

Zhen Fan nodded in satisfaction, and then said to Lance, "Go to another room, I want to change my clothes!"

"Okay!" Lance stopped there and hesitated for a while, until Zhen Fan stared at him reluctantly, turned around reluctantly, and kept muttering in his mouth: " I just want to see...what are some of you different from human beings, by the way, why do you put wings on angels?"

"roll!"

"Okay!" Lance ran out abruptly and got into another room. Today's events are too shocking for him, he hasn't completely had time to digest it. After all, although he knew that Zhen Fan's abilities were good before, he did not have such abilities to come first. This is too subverting the common sense of natural science. Should Einstein get up from the grave and do some research on Zhen Fan?

"Let's go back!" Zhen Fan told Lance, "Let’s go sailing, that’s all for today. We have been busy for another day. Damn it. This is already the tenth day. If there is nothing to be discovered in ten days. , I will be Los Angeles." Zhen Fan was also complaining, no less than Lance.

"I want to go with you!"

"No, what can you do after going? I don't raise idlers." Zhen Fan glanced at Lance and flatly refused.

"I can be your driver!"

"I can drive myself, Lance, it's useless!" Zhen Fan was not fooled.

"Well, I decided to find a job next to your clinic, as long as there is a place to live. By the way, do you live in Billy Foshan Village? I know that place, don't drive me away, please! "

"Go back, right away, we will come again tomorrow!" Zhen Fan decided not to entangle this guy with this issue, so he drove the yacht back towards the port.

At the same time, when it was still in a storm, Dickery was standing on the terrace of the villa, which was separated by glass, but some shadows outside could be seen vaguely. He was now facing the sea. Behind him, stood three people, one is Jason, one is middle-aged, and one is Bernard.

"Today's waves are huge!" Diocletian suddenly said.

"Yes, father!" the middle-aged man replied, "I heard that Mr. Fan Zhen has already gone to sea and has not yet returned. They must have caught up with this storm." The middle-aged man's words also contained Some gloating.

"Has the Coast Guard received a call for help?" Diocleti turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man.

"Not yet. The storm is getting bigger now. Even if you receive a signal for help, it is estimated that you will not be able to organize rescue immediately unless you wait for the storm to be smaller." The middle-aged man was secretly refreshed, although Dyke Lizai's family ordered Zhen Fan and his friends to be kind, but he was still a little dissatisfied.

"Bernard, what do you think?" Dickery turned his head and looked at Bernard behind him. He pushed the window open, and the wind and rain poured in. The middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward to close the window for him.

"Leave the window open. Although I am old, I am not afraid of the wind and rain!" Diocletian said coldly, causing the middle-aged man to stop his hand in embarrassment, and then took two steps back.

"I think at this time, we should send someone out to find him. Although it may cause some losses, it can win his favor. Maybe there will be places we need him in the future, which will bring us to our family. A friendly friend, not a powerful enemy." Bernard calmly analyzed.

"Well, you are very right!"

"Maybe they will be buried on the bottom of the sea today!" The middle-aged man couldn't help but muttered quietly.

"Shut up, do you think he would easily die in the sea like this? Childish!" Dikley's tone was a little unhappy, even a little angry.

When the middle-aged man wanted to say something~www.wuxiaspot.com~, I suddenly heard Jason's eyes widening, as if he had discovered something earth-shattering, he opened his mouth and pointed outside: "Look— -There--"

Everyone’s eyes followed Jason’s fingers, and suddenly they saw a cool gas rising from the surface of the sea. The gas continued to expand and pierced into the dark clouds. Then the dark clouds seemed to be pierced. The clothes were torn apart quickly by the wind, a ray of sunlight shot out from the clouds, and then the original became bigger, and finally the thick cloudless layer was lost by the sunlight and wind. The sun was shining on the surface of the sea that had just been covered by dark clouds, and the wind was sunny.

The four people were silent on the terrace for a while. After whistling for a while, the middle-aged man said in a hesitant tone: "Then...that place is... the direction of Mr. Zhen's yacht?" He unconsciously used honorifics.

"Yes..." Dickery sighed, eyes flashing with inexplicable light, "Bernard...Did the rescuers you sent leave?"

"Yes, we have already set off!" Bernard's eyes flickered. He knew that he had made the right bet again. When the storm was the strongest, he had a premonition to dispatch a rescue team. Now it seems that everything is correct of. (To be continued...)