Special photography: Daily life in a world without collapse

By the Huangpu River, under the cross-river bridge.

"This location is really good, but I always feel that something is missing, what is it?" A man is under the bridge across the river, holding a paintbrush in his hand, and in front of him is a drawing board, the pure white paper has not moved at all.

His brows were tightly knit, staring at the river and he couldn't put pen to paper, thinking about something all the time, this may be the painter's distress, some paintings need a little more inspiration to paint.

A few days have passed since the last battle between Leo and Canederas, and the Huangpu River has returned to normal operation, with freighters and yachts breaking the waves on the river.

The man looked at these pictures, lowered his head and pondered, he seemed to have a feeling, but he couldn't grasp this feeling, it was always a little bit worse.

Suddenly, the man saw a green dorsal fin on the river, which looked like a knife blade, very peculiar, and he watched this dorsal fin approach a yacht, and then quickly sank and disappeared.

The man poked his head out to see more clearly, and there seemed to be a hole in the bottom of the yacht.

"That's it, that's what I want, the feeling of being in danger and not knowing it, that's it, yes, that's it!" the man laughed, his expression a little abnormal, and he quickly drew on the pure white paper with a paintbrush in his hand.

No matter how neatly the painter's tools were cleaned up beforehand, the painter's painting process would become a mess, with various colors of paint flying everywhere, not only clinging to his clothes and trousers, but also leaving a puddle of marks on the ground that were not easy to clean.

At this time, the people on the yacht also noticed that something was wrong, the opening was small, but the speed of the water entering was very fast, and the bottom of the hull on the dashboard in the wheelhouse of the yacht also lit up red, making a piercing alarm.

At the same time, there are cold flashes under the water, there are more and more openings at the bottom of the yacht, and the speed of water entry is getting faster and faster, the shallowest part of the Huangpu River is ten meters, how high is a yacht, and the water is only sinking.

And the yacht is located in the middle of the two sides of the strait, forcing the yacht to go over will only make the yacht sink faster, the rescuers come when the yacht does not know how much water to drink, there is no way, everyone can only hold the yacht's lifebuoy, jump from

above At this time, the Huangpu River did not have much waves, holding the lifebuoy if the physical strength can hold it can reach the shore, some people who can be watery have also jumped down, at this time who cares about mobile phones and money, life is important.

"Swim quickly, it's safe to get to shore!" said

the captain, his hands fluttering and his feet up and down to maintain his balance

At this time, he suddenly felt a strong pulling force coming from underwater, and his own strength could not compete with it at all, and he was pulled down before he could cry for help, and before he even had time to struggle, after a while, a pool of red liquid floated up and spread on the surface of the water.

The people who were still thrashing in the water did not notice anything abnormal, and they saw that they were getting closer and closer to the shore, but there were fewer and fewer people around them.

A woman glanced back, and there were only a few people left, and there were many lifebuoys floating on the water, but the people were gone.

"Ahh

Hearing this scream, several people turned their heads to check, and when they saw the floating lifebuoy and the spreading red liquid, their hearts almost skipped a beat.

"it, swim quickly, there's something

in the water!" The

rest of the people reacted instantly, and swam more vigorously towards the shore, perhaps the creatures in the water were intent to be discovered, and the remaining people were pulled into the water one after another, and after a while, only one person remained.

At this time, the last man had already reached the shore, pulling the shore platform with his hands, and pushing his feet the river dam, but the game had consumed too much of his physical strength, and he no longer had the strength to go ashore.

"Dude, pull me up, there's something in the water, pull me up!" the man looked at the painter on the shore and held out his hand, perhaps out of fear, and he spoke with a trill.

The painter ignored the man, smiled abnormally, and the brush in his hand wandered around the paper, and he actually painted the appearance of the people on the yacht as they fled, and the fear on their faces and the way they gritted their teeth and ran were vivid.

"Ahhh Help me, there's something in the water, please, help me!" The

man felt something in the water tugging at him, his pants were a little hot, and he grabbed the shore with both hands, the cement was very rough, and his fingers were worn out, but the painter painted this scene as if he hadn't heard.

Pedestrians passing by heard the cry for help here, and immediately ran over, and a speedboat came quickly not far away, but it was still a step too late, and the man had already stretched out his hand to the passer-by, but it was only a few inches away, and the man missed life, he was pulled into the water hard, and his fingers grinded a few blood marks on the shore platform.

The man couldn't even scream, and a large amount of river water poured into his mouth and nose until he was dragged to the bottom of the river, and he finally saw the culprit who dragged himself into the water, but unfortunately he had stopped thinking.

The passer-by who reached out to help stayed in mid-air, and did not come back to his senses for a long time, what had just happened? A person was dragged into the water by something in front of his eyes?

The passer-by came back to his senses, took out his mobile phone and called the police, this matter is definitely not simple, she looked at the painter next to her who was almost crazy with some fear, and couldn't help but stay away from this abnormal man.

The speedboat that arrived was the nearest fire department, and when I saw such a situation, I also took out a loudspeaker to inform the surrounding ships, whether it was a freighter or a yacht, that they all docked and stopped, and everyone came to the shore, including them.

......

Inch Heart Martial Arts Hall.

Zeren was completely a sweaty man lying on the ground, the floor soaked with his sweat to make a humanoid silhouette, and since he came back, he had been training to be able to kick the middle and back, but no way it had noticeable results.

As for why he was in the martial arts hall, Fu Hua and the two sisters only came to clean up, and they hadn't cleaned it for several days, and he just happened to borrow the martial arts hall to train by the way.

"This is for you, you can use it if you want to use it in the future.

While resting and recovering his strength, Fu Hua suddenly walked in front of him and handed him a key, which should be the key to the door of the martial arts hall.

"This is from the martial arts hall, right? Just give it to me?" Zeren didn't take it, was this too reassuring to himself.

Seeing this, Fu Hua directly stuffed the key into his hand and said: "Dad believes in you, then I don't need to doubt you, take it, it's more convenient to have a martial arts hall to use the usual training, isn't it, of course it's not for you, just come and clean it regularly, I don't know how long it will take to come out after I go back to school tomorrow." "

Well, thank you then.

Zeren accepted the key, he had heard about the three-year epidemic before, and now that it has just ended, the school will definitely catch up with the classes, and Fu Hua and Fu Zhi, as high school students, must study more intensively, and it would be good if the school could give a holiday.

And as soon as she walks the martial arts hall like this, no one will take care of it, Fu Yuan is in MAC again, there is no time to come back, it is just right to hand it over to him, she can use the martial arts hall, and it is nothing to clean up, and at the same time, Fu Hua is not like Fu Zhi, she is willing to hand over the martial arts hall to herself, that must be believing in herself, and it would be rude to refuse again.

"By the way, if you want to practice your legs, you can go to the Songshan Shaolin Temple, where you may be able to find some inspiration. Fu Hua said again.

"Shaolin Temple?" Zeren sat up violently.

Shaolin Temple is one of the five masters, whether it is a stick method, a fist method or a leg method has a lot of cheats, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is not joking with you, even if you can't learn some techniques, as long as you can find a way to defeat Bakira.

Zeren saw that the clock on the wall was already past six o'clock, so he immediately stood up.

"I'll go back first, it's time to make dinner.

Zeren ran out of the martial arts hall, swept a shared bicycle and rushed home.

Fu Hua stood at the door of the martial arts hall and watched him leave.

"Old antique, why don't you ask him to have dinner with you?" Fu Zhi walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of pork rib soup.

"I want to, too, but he still has something to do.

"I have something to do again, and what is more important than cooking." Fu Zhi took a hard bite of the rib, and then his teeth were cracked.

"Ahh