A top-level boss travels through the apocalypse to raise a cute baby

Chapter 471. 471. Silver Butterfly Leading the Way
Seeing Qiao Weiming's figure disappear into the night, Qiao Zixi raised her head and glanced at the dark night sky. She had already returned the brother-sister friendship he had protected for the original owner.

Qiao Weiming followed Yindie to the Qiao's compound first, flew around the Qiao's compound, then came to a villa in the East District, flew around the villa again, and then went straight to the base Go out the door.

Qiao Weiming took a heavy look at the villa, and there was an undercurrent in his eyes.

In the dark night, Yindie's body glowed with a layer of fluorescence, and she led the way far ahead. When encountering a patrol, Qiao Weiming directly showed his ID card, and the other party let him go, and walked straight to the gate of the base, the city gate guards Seeing someone coming so late, he was about to yell at him, but when he saw Qiao Weiming's ID card, he immediately turned around and opened the protective door to let him out.

"It's dangerous. I almost offended the number one master of the base just now, but why is he going out so late?"

"Did something major happen again?"

"Stop guessing wildly, cheer up and be vigilant!"

Yindie walked all the way, Qiao Weiming followed closely, and looked around vigilantly. In this dark night, without stars and moons, all the high-rise buildings seemed like ghosts and shadows. The night was quiet, and his footsteps sounded like stepped on his own heart.

With a click, Qiao Weiming accidentally stepped on the manhole cover and fell into it with a bang.

He held the flashlight tightly in his hand, and saw the surrounding environment clearly when he fell into the sewage. The sewer was very wide. When he stood up covered in dirt, he was almost one meter away from the mouth of the well.

The sewage under his body was as deep as his thighs and knees, and the stench spread. His feet were sticky in the sewage.

Qiao Weiming needed to hold his breath tightly so as not to be so smoked that he spit it out immediately.

He looked up and looked around, and found that there was no place for rock climbing on the stone wall of the sewer. If a person fell in, he could only walk forward to find a way out.

Seeing this, Qiao Weiming's heart suddenly sank. He looked at the dark sewer with heavy eyes, and walked forward tentatively.

At this moment, Yindie flew around the mouth of the well for a while, and then flew in.

Seeing its flying figure, Qiao Weiming breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was afraid that he would lose this silver butterfly and disappoint Qiao Zixi's intentions.

No longer worried about the silver butterfly flying away, Qiao Weiming put all his attention into the sewage in front of him.

He shone the flashlight on the surface of the sewage water, and took every step carefully. Just as Qiao Weiming went deeper and further away, suddenly, there was a sound of water flowing in front of him.

Qiao Weiming was tense, leaning against the stone wall, holding the flashlight firmly in his hand, illuminating the water in front of him.

As the sound of running water got closer, a thunderball suddenly condensed in Qiao Weiming's hand. The deep purple thunderball contained a chilling power.

Suddenly, a huge shadow was reflected on the stone wall, the big long mouth, sharp teeth, what is it if it is not a crocodile?

When Qiao Weiming saw the things in the water clearly, he threw the thunderball over there without hesitation. It was inevitable that the sewer would collapse after throwing it.

There was a loud bang, the sewage splashed everywhere, the sewer collapsed, and stones fell down with a clatter.

Qiao Weiming threw the thunderball, turned quickly and ran back the way he came, but the waterway was difficult, so he was hit in the head by a stone falling from the top of his head, and blood flowed immediately.

Qiao Weiming didn't care about stopping the bleeding at all, because the sound of the crocodile sliding quickly on the water came from behind him.

He condensed a thunderball again, turned around and threw it behind him, and ran away.

(End of this chapter)