In July in the south of the city, it is so hot that it can melt the soles of your shoes.
When Cheng Liang turned into Linjiang Road on his electric scooter, his cell phone rang again.
"You have a new order, please take it in time."
He glanced at the screen and saw that the delivery address was No. 188 Linjiang Road, and the note read "Leave it at the door, don't knock, don't ring the doorbell."
He has seen this kind of remarks many times, either because of social fear or because he is not wearing clothes at home and does not want to open the door. After becoming a bright spot, he took the order, clipped the phone back to the holder, and accelerated forward.
He has been running along Linjiang Road for almost two years and can find his way with his eyes closed. But No. 188... He went through it in his mind, but he didn't have much impression.
The battery car turned a corner, and Cheng Liang suddenly narrowed his eyes.
Wrong.
His left eye - the eye that could only see "qi" - caught something that shouldn't be there. About three hundred meters ahead, there was a gray-black column of air rising straight into the sky, rolling in the afternoon sun like an upside-down black pot.
Cheng Liang subconsciously squeezed the brakes, and the battery car slowed down.
He looked up at the navigation system and saw that his destination was directly under the gray-black air column.
