Happy Little Mayor

Lunch was teriyaki eel rice, and eel blood was applied to the bottom of the basin. After drying, he made traps in the yard to catch the bats.

Of course, he can catch bats through the sand table, but this doesn't work. The bat problem has already attracted everyone's attention. If he catches it for no reason, it will cause everyone's curiosity.

If he kills the bat, that won't work, Pharaoh is not that cruel man.

But even if he was soft-hearted and wanted to kill the person who made the rumor that catfish blood could attract bats in the evening, it might be that the eel blood and catfish blood were too wide. In short, he had nothing to gain in the afternoon.

This made Pharaoh very angry. When he set a trap at noon, the bats had been staring at him strangely. He now felt that he was stupid and naive at that time.

"Perhaps I was despised by bats at that time." Wang Bo complained to Eva tonight.

Eva laughed endlessly, and the Pharaoh was ashamed and angry: "What a smile, don't laugh, think of a way to get these bats!"

The beauty teacher comforted him: "I learned a sentence when I was learning Chinese before, it is called that there must be a road to the mountain, so if you have a problem, you don't have to be so anxious ..."

"Does this problem resolve itself over time?"

Eva smiled: "No, but you will find that you are encountering more and more difficult problems, and the difficulty is now not much."

Originally this was just a joke, but when he got up the next day, Wang Bo looked out when he was about to run, and he suddenly yelled!

The sky changed.

Since late October, the weather in New Zealand has been very good, with all kinds of sunny days, all kinds of clear skies, and all kinds of sunshine.

But now the sky was dark and gloomy, and a large cloud covered the sky, and it seemed to be in the air, so that people couldn't breathe.

The number and density of clouds around the castle also increased greatly, and the humidity was much greater than usual.

As for the reason, Wang Bo thought easily that the hurricane was about to land.

News about Hurricane Lorina has spread throughout New Zealand, and Bingge reminded him on Halloween night that the town received a gale warning from the National Meteorological Station.

But at the time it was said that it would take at least four to five days for the hurricane to land in the area where the sunset town was located. Wang Bo didn't care much.

He didn't care about the past two days, because this hurricane has been making waves on the sea, he did not ascend to Christchurch, and did not go south to the sunset town.

As a result, the hurricane was also full of urine. It did not land. The speed exceeded the forecast of the meteorological station. It stormed all the way, raging Christchurch at night, and arrived in the sunset town in the morning.

The New Zealand government said nothing about the integrity and efficiency, but it was slow!

Christchurch was busy fighting the earthquake. The authorities did not inform the following areas. Maybe some big cities got the news, but the towns did not.

Wang Bo didn't sleep well last night, but he was worried about the bat problem. Regarding the hurricane, he always thought that there would be a big city ahead, and he would be notified in advance if there was a problem.

It's a pity that he thinks the reality is too beautiful.

The ocean cyclone smashed the city on the land. In the morning, only the dark clouds overwhelmed the city, and in the morning a strong wind began to scream.

After Wang Bo went to work, he immediately issued an order for the town's stores to close, schools to be closed, and roads to be blocked. Little Loli's children were happy. When they arrived at school in the morning, they were told to go home.

Then, a group of children leaped and shouted, "The hurricane is coming and the children will be taken away."

After Wang Bo issued an order, he first went to Maoli Village to see the situation. Maori people like to use wooden boards and hay to make houses. This thing is good at dealing with earthquakes, but they must pee to deal with hurricanes.

Atulu and his grandmother, Otutu, were busy with the tribe to strengthen the house. Fortunately, the town has been under construction. They have everything from masonry and soil. They took materials on site and strengthened quickly.

The sky was getting more and more gloomy, Bowen called Wang Bo: "Set up roadblocks on Highway 8, Boss, now the weather is terrible. Once the heavy rain and storm come, the vehicles on the road will be destroyed!"

"Last night, offshore wind reached level 16. The National Petroleum Corps was damaged! Many ships in the port of Christchurch were damaged! The most serious freighter, the containers on the deck were swept away. ! "

Wang Bo asked calmly: "Damn, tell me, how many hurricanes are expected to reach us here?"

The maximum level of wind is 17 and the sea is often the hardest hit area, but it is terrible to reach level 14. This means that the height of the waves can reach 16 meters. Ordinary ships will be destroyed by such huge waves, which is very scary.

Because there are hills and trees on the land, the wind will gradually weaken after the hurricane landed. Wang Bo hopes that the hurricane will be breeze in the sunset town, everyone enjoys the feeling of light rain.

Of course he dreamed this, Bowen reluctantly said, "According to the deduction of the main weather station, the wind is estimated to be between tenth and eleventh."

Despite being mentally prepared, Wang Bo was taken aback by this answer: "Over ten levels? Why is the wind so strong this time?"

Level 10 winds can overturn the house, and level 11 can uproot some trees!

Bowen said: "The current wind power in Christchurch is about eleven. It's not that the wind is very strong, but that it is moving fast, so the wind weakens along the way."

Wang Bo hung up the phone and patted Aturu's shoulder in a hurry: "Where is the strongest place in your tribe?"

Asturu rightly said, "It's Malai."

Malayi means a vast courtyard in front of the hall in Maori, where Hakkar, who Wang Bo participated in their tribe last year, was held there.

So he nodded and said, "Hurry up, gather your people to Malai, leave ordinary houses alone."

Atulu was very clever, and he immediately responded to this: "This hurricane is terrible? Isn't it about the seventh or eighth level?"

"No, maybe more than ten." Wang Bo said heavily.

Atulu was immediately angry and cursed: "Why are those stupid people eating at the Meteorological Station? Level 10 gale? Level 10 gale tells us that it is level 7 and level 8?"

This pot should not be carried by the main weather station. They are not God. They are predicted according to the scientific routines. Hurricanes and earthquakes are all like not to follow the routines, so occasionally mistakes can be forgiven.

"Now is not the time to scold, hurry up and bring your people together!"

Atulu shouted: "I'll go immediately, everyone will follow me, and tell everyone to go to Malayi, don't pack anything, people go first!"

Wang Bo nodded: "Yes, your idea is right. At this time, life is the first! Don't care about property!"

Atulu smiled bitterly: "It's not the boss. I know my people. In addition to clothes, bedding and pots, they have a fart property!" (To be continued.)