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North America
Morgan just escaped from the bunker in less than half a day.
His driver heard Matthew talking to everyone on the radio.
"… please ask people in the area to take refuge quickly and prepare warm things, and don’t stay outdoors … Trust us, we will do our best to support the disaster area at the first time …"
Looking out of the window, the streets are scarce, and now the crowd is even more invisible. Occasionally, I see a few people walking quickly with their faces showing alarm.
And it’s snowing suddenly.
The ground snow rises rapidly, and the road can no longer drive in less than half an hour.
At this time, there was a scratching sound in the window again.
"Sir, it’s hail!" The driver turned around and looked very ugly.
After seeing the hail like beans falling to the ground, it sank deep into the snow.
Morgan held up an umbrella by himself, and got out of the car quickly in his old age. At the same time, he also greeted the car behind him, where his family was sitting.
Everyone hurried to the car and then found a personal office building next to it, while the door was not quickly drilled in.
There was a shelter for the time being, but Morgan’s face became more and more gloomy.
He didn’t expect himself to be so unlucky.
Before leaving the bunker, it was a little cold outside with occasional snow.
As a result, he had just escaped from the bunker when a storm hit him.
And listen to Matthew, it’s not just any storm.
Fortunately, he was prepared before.
Die-hard drivers and others settled the Morgan family, and then quickly returned to the car with umbrellas, from which they took out all kinds of cold protection, from sleeping bags to down.
Morgan felt a little relieved after distributing everything.
Instead, I discussed with my children how to break the game in the future.
Although he is now cornered, his old Morgan is still unwilling to accept his fate.
Several grandchildren also held their thighs in despair and listened quietly to their father talking to their grandfather.
I don’t know how long it took to discuss it, but I still haven’t come up with a set of exact and feasible plans.
On the contrary, the wind is getting stronger outside.
Like a spectre, I heard people panic.
There is also the sound of hail, and the pouring of glass makes people worry about whether it will last.
Old Morgan and others tightened the tight eiderdown and tightened the leg cover in unison. As a result, it felt a little cold again.
Old Morgan asked a driver what the temperature was.
Soon I got the answer from the other party, "It’s already-15℃."
Next to Sun, he heard shouting that he was cold.
Morgan frowned secretly. He should bring a little fire, which might be more comfortable.
I was sighing at the window, but suddenly there was a cracking sound-
Click!
An instant reaction to come over, everyone’s face changed …
Chapter 425th Natural Weili
The glass roots in the building can’t stand the rain, and the hail is now faintly broken.
"Come on, let’s change places!"
Old Morgan took the lead to get up and move a lot, which stirred up the surrounding air, just like stuffing two pieces of ice into his bones, which made him unable to help but gasp.
Next to the family and several drivers and old employees, they also got up and packed their things, wearing blankets and all kinds of warmth, all of which were all kinds of big names. In the past, ordinary people could look up to the price.
Except that they are not very warm, these big names have almost no shortcomings.
They just got up and just made a sound glass out of the last cry.
After the "Mao", fragments were scattered all over the floor.
I don’t know when it has become a fist-sized hail, and one after another, like a meteorite, hits the house through the window gap, and the debris flies to everyone’s feet
Moreover, there is not only one window in the building, but also other windows are broken. In less than half a minute, the building has been ventilated on all sides.
Old Morgan has never felt the cold current pass through his body recklessly, as if to freeze all the dirt into ice slag.
He can feel a dull tingling in his lungs as soon as he breathes, as if he had stuffed two mints into it.