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Text Chapter 193: Plane Crash

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    Fighting on an airplane is a standard act of seeking death.  Once an accident occurs at an altitude of 30,000 feet, the plane will be a great threat to the people below and the people inside. It is scary enough for ordinary people to fight in the plane. When the twelve ancient demon gods start fighting  , that is earth-shattering.  The glass was broken by the elbow bone, and the air in the cabin instantly became thinner. Some small fragments in the cabin were sucked out at the speed of bullets. Zhang Shun's face immediately turned pale. On the one hand, he was frightened.  On the one hand it's cold.  Roshan Dijiang moved over, but Xuan Ming was still hanging on him. Xuan Ming was covered in black thorns, which were long and hard. They scratched the carpet and the floor, scratching deeper and deeper, and finally plowed the underside of the floor.  Aircraft components.  White gas spurted out from the scratches and reached the ceiling, while the plane tilted significantly and began to fall.  The demon gods admired the beautiful scenery of the jet, and collectively exclaimed "Oh¡ª¡ª". Dijiang finally came to the broken window, and just when he turned around and stuffed his stomach, he screamed "Ah!" and quickly stepped back.  It turned out that after the fat on his belly was sucked out and squeezed by the window, it was as if someone pinched him hard. Dijiang's thick flesh was good for defense, but it didn't mean that he wouldn't feel pain.  After a while, he could only retreat.  The air began to lose again, and small objects began to shoot out again. Zhang Shun sighed, turned around and came to the cockpit again.  The instruments in the cockpit were alarming like crazy, with red lights flashing and beeps constantly. Zhang Shun patted the driver's shoulder and said with a wry smile: "The floor is damaged. I don't know what is spraying white gas. Can it be repaired?"  "The driver turned around and smiled even harder than Zhang Shun: "Even if it can be repaired, it's too late! Get ready for an emergency landing. Oh, why is it my turn to be on duty today?" Zhang Shun said heartily.  The appearance of those people in the cabin was really a sight to behold, but he didn't say this out loud to avoid a bad impression.  At this time, the nose of the plane rushed down. Zhang Shun saw a winding thin line on the ground through the narrow front glass, and asked: "Is that the Seine River? Why not make an emergency landing into the river?" The pilot shook his head:  "This plane is specially made. If we get down, we won't be able to get up. We can't go down to the river." Zhang Shun pointed to a city next to the Seine River and asked, "Which city is this? Can we make a forced landing at the airport in the city?"  The pilot rolled his eyes at Zhang Shun: "That's Melun. There is an airport. The problem is that the problem with the plane is not the landing gear. We are crashing. If we really want to land, we will be terrorists. We must not choose a city. The one ahead is  There is a forest called For¨ºt-de-S¨¦nart, just southeast of Paris. We will land there. Please prepare everyone in the cabin. I will notify you through the radio before touching the ground." After that, he continued.  He muttered: "Fortunately, the wings were not dismantled. We can still glide for a while. The communication equipment is not broken and we can communicate with the ground. Otherwise, we would be a missile and would have to be shot down" At this time, it was twelve  The Demon God has realized that they have caused trouble. They are all sitting upright, as serious as they can be, and they all look innocent and harmless to humans and animals.  Zhang Shun returned to the cabin and saw that the broken window had been blocked by a torn off seat back. He walked to a seat and sat down. He said: "If you die, you will die if you don't die. You have damaged the plane."  , we are falling to the ground. It is not my responsibility who dies. Whether you believe in Pangu or Nuwa, pray quickly that the plane will not explode. If the two pilots die, you will be guilty.  The wing team's plane must fly. If there are twelve people, they can probably afford to work together in a fast food restaurant for ten thousand years." The demons looked at each other and silently imitated Zhang Shun's example and put on the safety.  He was holding his head and hunched down on the seat. Only Dijiang had too much flesh and his waist was really hard to bend down.  The driver's voice came from the loudspeaker from time to time, how many meters away from the ground, how fast the flight was, etc. Zhang Shun thought for a while and turned the skin into rough and hard elephant skin. Although the fish scales had better defense, they were still vulnerable to impact.  Sometimes the last name is more important.  "Zi Zi saw the changes in Zhang Shun's skin and let out a light sigh, which immediately aroused the curiosity of the demon gods. However, she did not dare to ask more questions when she saw Zhang Shun was angry, which made everyone feel itchy.  The moment of landing finally came. The pilot slightly pulled up the nose of the plane. The landing gear was declared useless the moment it landed. The belly of the plane slid forward against the dirt. The wings cut off countless trees and eventually broke due to the trees.  The torpedo-like body rotated and slid forward for nearly two thousand meters before finally stopping, lying on the ground with its belly in the air.  Zhang Shun took off his seat belt and fell on the cabin roof. He felt like he was cut into pieces by the seat belt. However, it was because of the seat belt that he did not experience Tian Weidong's "dice clock".    The Twelve Demon Gods also fell down one after another. The last one was Dijiang who was sitting in the back. The nose of the plane tilted up in an instant, scaring the two pilots who were congratulating themselves on their fate.  Neck.  After climbing out of the cabin with difficulty, Zhang Shun asked the two pilots to stay here to wait for the French rescuers. He hurriedly left with the Twelve Demon Gods. The question now to consider is how to leave the forest. Although there are some in this forest,  There are still many places to hide in a luxurious villa, but to enter the bustling Paris, sealed transportation is still a necessity.  Fortunately, after hiding behind him at the edge of the forest, the boss's voice rang out: "I thought you were going to crash near Iran. It's good to be in the suburbs of Paris." Zhang Shun immediately began to vomit his bitterness: "Boss, take us with you.  You are risking your life by worrying about these disasters! I don¡¯t know how to enter the city now.¡± The boss laughed happily for a while, without looking like a corporal who was eager for talents and politeness: ¡°Don¡¯t rush into the city yet.  Someone is coming to deal with you. Don't forget that their main goal is to kill you. As for the way to kill Liusheng I haven't found it yet. Just dig out your eyes and twist your fingers to destroy them." "I understand, boss.  , you give me the formation, we will contact you later." After Zhang Shun finished speaking, he turned to all Liusheng and said: "The enemy is coming, prepare to fight, remember, Liusheng can hurt or kill, decide which one is Liusheng.  Don¡¯t kill anyone in this world, just dig out your eyes and break your hands and feet.¡± ¡°Haha, I got it!¡± Ping Shou patted her and said, ¡°It¡¯s on us.¡± As soon as he spoke, Zhang Shun¡¯s expression changed.  Changed, even the dead branches on the trees were shaken and fell. You can imagine how far this sound can spread.  Sure enough, as soon as Ling Sui's words fell, Zhang Shun's chest suddenly caught fire, and he vomited blood and flew backwards. The demon gods were so frightened that they screamed, some raised their palms, some raised their axes, but even the shadow of the enemy was invisible.  Not found.  The person who came was Hermes, holding a long staff in his hand. There was a small brazier on the top of the staff. There was an eternal fire burning in the pot. It was this staff that hit Zhang Shun's chest just now, setting him on fire.  .  The fire was an ordinary flame, and the temperature was not low, but it was far from the blind Taoist's improved Samadhi True Fire. However, it still shocked Zhang Shun. After putting out the flames, he found that his clothes were burned, and his appearance was like a fire.  The skin was broken. This injury was just a minor injury to him, but Hermes' speed was a big problem.  Seeing Zhang Shun extinguish the flames, Hermes struck at him again, so fast that it was still invisible to the naked eye, but the naked eye was referring to a mortal, not a demon.  A slender hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grabbed the head of the staff. Gonggong's awl face appeared in front of Hermes. She smiled and said: "Isn't it great to be fast? Although I can't catch up with you, I can't catch you."  I can see you clearly." Zhang Shun was overjoyed. He grabbed the head of the stick before Hermes drew it, but it was so hot that he almost let go. His strength was stronger than Gonggong and Hermes combined.  Even bigger. With this grab, Hermes would either stand there and be beaten, or let go and give up his weapon.  Hermes made a quick decision and immediately let go and backed away, but he circled around and punched Zhang Shun in the face several times. Zhang Shun was so dizzy that he stood up and jumped to an open space, waving the long sword in his hand desperately.  He came with the staff and said vaguely: "Hit him visibly, don't worry about me, he can't kill me!" Gonggong smiled softly, stretched out his fingers and began to indicate the position of Hermes, she "  "Look." Everyone picked up their weapons to defend themselves. Zhang Shun danced with his long stick for a while, his head gradually came to his senses, and he assumed a baseball batting posture. When he saw Gonggong's fingertips swinging towards him, he swung violently.  Although Hermes wanted to kill Zhang Shun, he was not willing to die with him. Seeing that the power of Zhang Shun's stick could almost break him in two, he had no choice but to rush towards Gonggong.  Gonggong's speed was not as fast as Hermes, so he could only block in embarrassment, shouting: "Jumang, this is a forest, use your strengths quickly." Jumang always maintained a gentle smile on his face, but  He never spoke, but when he heard Gonggong calling him, he thought for a moment, put his hand into the white feathers on his body, took out a handful of things and sprinkled it on the ground.  A few seconds later, some plants with the same shape as the hands grew on the ground. Gonggong immediately parried and backed away from these plants. Hermes hesitated for a moment, thinking that these hands should not be able to catch him, so he rushed forward.  Once inside the flora, Gonggong's speed won't be effective unless he is eliminated.  As expected, those hands couldn't catch Hermes. In fact, the reaction of the hands was very slow. Hermes passed by and his hands just shook. There was no time to catch it. But Ju Mang was not in a hurry at all and smiled.  He looked at the plants on the ground as if he were looking at his own children.  Gonggong just walked around in the flora.??She was retreating, not caring about her feet, as if she already knew the reaction of these hands.  Zhang Shun looked anxious and took out the gloves from the demon card, preparing to put some distance between Hermes and Gonggong and then attract the goddess to scatter flowers. However, while waiting for the opportunity, he suddenly discovered that Hermes  Hermes' speed gradually slowed down.  (To be continued.)
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