In this era, the pollution in London was still very serious. The industrial area was close to the city center. Even if Taqiao is close to the city center, the river water was as turbid and black as it was.

After falling into the river, Little Panxing began to flap hard. Although he could swim, he had never swam in such a dark river, and there was still such chaos around him.

In the end, a woman even hit his left shoulder directly. Little Pershing was in pain and suddenly sank into the water, and her eyes were dim.

The river water is full of flapping human bodies. The people who fall into the water are struggling with instinct. The helpless tossing hands and feet not only fails to do any good, but instead interferes with the people who can get water around.

"Don't tie my neck, let it go..."

"Who is pulling my feet, please let me go..."

"God, save me, come and save me..."

Little Panshing was getting farther and farther away from his father. He was hit deep in the river, with his legs kicking back and forth on his head. The nine-year-old Panshing was very scared, but he showed a calm that ordinary children did not have.

"Don't panic, don't be confused, hold your breath and protect the last breath of air in your lungs... Move out slowly, be sure to avoid this chaotic waters, swim to a place with few people and float up..."

At the critical moment of life and death, Little Pershing showed a rare quality than an adult, but he underestimated the pollution level of the Thames River in this era. As soon as he swam two or three meters, his feet were caught by something.

"God, what's underwater..." Little Panxing, who lowered his head, couldn't see anything, and he found that it seemed like a water ghost's hand was holding him on his ankle.

After all, he is still a child. Even if he is gifted, he is still afraid. The dark Thames River is completely different from the pure Missouri tributary in his hometown. In his hometown, he can look far and far under the water, but one meter away here is a dark horror.

All kinds of scary legends heard in childhood and plots in ghost stories all emerged from my mind. In addition, the breath I held in my chest at this moment has almost been consumed, and the cornea of ​​my eyes also made the polluted river water sting.

Finally, Little Panxing couldn't hold on anymore, a bubble emerged from the corner of his mouth. He was choked with a big mouthful of water. Now his brain was gone at the last bit of clearness, and there was a spicy feeling in his lungs.

"Am I going to die? God, are you going to pick me up so soon? I'm not willing to give up. Mom and Dad save me, I'm not willing..."

Just as his consciousness was about to disappear, a hallucination appeared in front of Pan Xing. He seemed to see a fat and big seal rushing towards him quickly, pushing himself with his nose, and the light in front of him suddenly increased.

There was a clamor, and the water finally emerged from the water in his head. He greedily breathed the air. The sky in front of him was as blue as the sky was, and he rushed over from the gates of hell.

Just as he was angry, a big, naked head came out from underwater, and his thick arms hugged him and leaned towards the Zhiyuan. At this moment, countless ropes and rope ladders were thrown out in the iron armored ship. Countless sailors on the deck were waiting to receive and save people.

"Don't be afraid of the children, it's safe here, no one will be in trouble... Throw the rope over!"

A cable was thrown to Jin Sanshun's side. Although the fat man looked fat, he had a lot of muscles. He held Little Panshing's chest with one hand, grabbed the cable with the other hand and circled it twice on his wrist.

"Rare..." The four soldiers above their heads worked together and raised the two of them out of the water.

Little Panxing looked at the water surface under his feet, and then he found that there were twenty or thirty sailors in the entire waterfall area to cooperate in saving people. The guests who fell into the water were rescued one by one, including his father.

"Where is the military doctor? Looking at the whole child, he seemed to have drunk a few sips of dirty water and quickly used soapy water to induce vomiting. The river water definitely doesn't taste very good..."

Vomit... Little Panxing was filled with a large cup of soapy water, but he fell on the edge of the deck and started vomiting. He vomited for three minutes and felt a little better.

"God, did you rescue me from the water ghost just now?"

Jin San, who was wet all over, took out a dirty cotton gauze from his ankle. "Silly boy, what kind of water ghost is there? It's just a dirty cotton gauze that entangles your feet, but it's really dangerous..."

"Let the little guy vomit for a while, then give some water and something, ask what food there is in the kitchen, and if they are hungry, they will provide some..."

It was not until this time that Little Panxing saw the golden thread pattern on Jin Sanshun's shoulder and the small stars. "Are you an officer? Who has the stars? Is it a general?"

"Haha, little guy, the general's star is not that small. I am just a colonel and I still need to work hard, hahaha..."

"College! That's a very high-level military commander!" Little Panxing suddenly became interested. He quickly walked out of his fear just now, and his attention was suddenly focused on the warship and the soldiers who were trained around him in an orderly manner.

The one in front of me is completely different from the Qing people who were promoted in newspapers before. They have no dirty braids, no loose clothes, and no skinny refugee appearance.

These people are full of sunshine, healthy, and energetic. They can see strict discipline in their every move and their aura is also very confident.

"This is the Chinese soldiers! So awesome, and this warship is so beautiful, with shiny steel everywhere..." Little Panxing actually stood up and started to pace on the warship, carefully approaching the equipment that he could not call his name. He found that these soldiers did not stop him, and became more courageous. He even reached out to touch the pipelines.

Little Pershing didn't know that the Zhiyuan was open for a visit every other day in London. So far, more than 3,000 British London citizens have boarded the warship.

Except for the weapon system and power system in the bottom pole that cannot be visited, the things on the deck can be seen casually.

Jin Sanshun had nothing to do with the child. He stood on the side and stretched out his hand to command the soldiers. "Send a few people to the other party's ship, control the people above, and prepare to hand over to the British police... Damn, why did I smell the smell of conspiracy? Maybe someone deliberately sabotage, why did the good railing suddenly break..."

Half an hour later, the river surface had returned to peace. Half of the passengers who fell into the water returned to the Mississippi cruise ship, and the other half was rescued on the Zhiyuan. The London police, who had been on duty at Tower Bridge for a long time, rushed to the scene in a small boat to hand over the case with the Chinese soldiers.
Chapter completed!