This liquid is colorless and odorless and cannot be swept out by instruments. Once the time is up, the two liquids will meet! Then... boom! it's all over. Of course, the detonator in my hand can speed up this process. As soon as I let go, the detonator on the facade will detonate the two liquids... Of course, I can also end this process... You may not believe it, but I can also let go. Try it and let everyone feel the authenticity..." After the man finished speaking, he was about to release the switch in his hand.
The stewardess was so frightened that her face turned pale. The captain quickly said, "No! Gentleman, please calm down first! I think if anything happens, we can talk about it slowly!"
"What nonsense! Pull up the plane quickly! I will tell you where the destination is! Don't play tricks with me, or I will send you to meet God!" the man shouted with a ferocious face. The atmosphere on the plane was instantly depressing to the extreme...
Even Xiaoxun and Xiaoxun's grandfather, and even Basong who was ready to die, became nervous! No one is not afraid of death! Especially when faced with a meaningless death!
"Liquid bomb?!" Xiaoxun, Xiaoxun's grandfather, and Fang Zheng almost shouted! However, the three of them held back, for fear of irritating each other.
"That should be it. This guy really has a few brushes and can get this kind of thing. I brought an ear pick, but it was confiscated..." Basong muttered.
"Grandpa, what should I do?" Xiaoxun asked her grandpa.
Xiaoxun's grandfather looked at Fang Zheng, who asked innocently: "Two donors, why are you looking at this poor monk like this?"
"President Fangzheng, aren't you a living Buddha? Don't you have supernatural powers? Hurry up and take action! This is a plane of human life." Xiaoxun's grandfather said.
Xiaoxun also understood what grandpa meant. This was a dead horse being treated as a live doctor, so he said: "Although I don't believe this, I can only bet on you now. Master, it's up to you..."
Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you say that the poor monk was a bald man before?"
"Master, at this time, can you not remember the faults of the villain? As long as you can save everyone on the plane, you can call me a thief." Xiaoxun said bitterly.
"The poor monk never lies, so you have to get a haircut..." Fang Zheng said seriously.
"No problem, as long as you save everyone, even if you're bald, just take care of it as soon as you get off the plane!" Xiaoxun said.
Fang Zheng then smiled and said, "Well, let the poor monk give it a try."
Hearing that Fang Zheng was about to take action, Xiaoxun and Xiaoxun's grandfather rekindled their hopes. Bassong was a little curious and said to himself: This monk is very skilled, but to deal with this kind of bomb, I'm afraid it will be useless even if he has enough skills. ? After all, this is not a movie. No matter how good your kung fu is, you won’t be able to teleport! Even if you can rush over, who can guarantee that during a fight, you will be able to kill with one blow and at the same time control the opponent not to let go
So Basong reminded: "That is a finger-pressure detonator. Once the opponent loses consciousness and his fingers have no strength to press the detonator, the detonator will explode immediately! There is no complete solution, so you'd better not mess around."
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Don't worry, it won't happen." At the same time, Fang Zheng quietly unlocked Xianyu's seal!
Basong was about to say something, but Fang Zheng suddenly raised his hand and asked in a moderate tone: "Sorry to bother you. Donor, there is something wrong with what you just said."
"Damn bald donkey, what's your problem?" The man was suddenly interrupted and was a little confused, so he asked subconsciously.
It was Fang Zheng who raised his hand. Fang Zheng stood up, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, donor, please see, this poor monk is a monk, and he believes in Buddha. You said that if you let go, everyone will go to see God, but God may not welcome you." Poor monk? If a poor monk dies, he must meet the Buddha. If he doesn’t meet the Buddha but God, I guess the old man Buddha will be angry."
"Are you fucking sick?" The man looked at Fang Zheng with an expression that said he was an idiot.
Not just him, but all the passengers, stewardess, captain, and even Basong, Xiaoxun and Xiaoxun's grandfather looked at him with this look! Xiaoxun turned his head away, acting as if he didn't know him, and distanced himself from the relationship. Although they have nothing to do with each other...
"Do you have any medicine?" Fang Zheng asked cutely.
Man: "Are you going to die?"
"Are you going with the poor monk?" Fang Zheng continued to ask.
"Get out!" the man yelled.
Fang Zheng looked to the side and said innocently: "The place is a bit narrow, I can't get out of here..."
The man's face turned red and he ignored Fang Zheng and shouted at the captain: "Hurry up and raise the plane! Otherwise I will blow up the plane!"
"Okay, okay... pull it up immediately." The captain could only comfort the man.
After Fang Zheng made such a fuss, the others who were frightened finally came to their senses, and their tense nerves relaxed a lot, and the atmosphere at the scene was finally brought back from the edge of collapse. At the same time, Fang Zheng finally received the news he wanted to wait for, that is...
"Master, you suddenly restored my magical power to me. What are you going to do? I'm telling you, I didn't do anything! I'm honest!" Xianyu communicated with Fang Zheng with his spiritual consciousness, obviously feeling guilty.
When Fang Zheng heard this, he knew that this guy was indeed unreliable and had done bad things in the cargo hold, but at this moment, it was not the time to cause trouble for him. Fang Zheng asked in his mind: "Don't talk about this now. No matter what the mistake is, we will talk about it later and deal with it lightly. Let me ask you first, are you in the cargo hold of the plane!"
"Uh, so good? Well, I'm in the cargo hold, probably, right... unless there are other places in the plane to stuff these broken boxes." Xianyu complained.
Fang Zheng said: "Find me a big cardboard box immediately. There is a big cake in the box! The cake looks like a clown!"
Upon hearing this, Xianyu's voice trembled a little, and said, "Master, why are you looking for that cake? Did you order it?"
"Stop talking nonsense and let you find it!" Fang Zheng was also anxious. Looking down from the window, he could already see the tall buildings below. It was obvious that the captain was deliberately dilly-dallying, trying to find a chance to land.
The man over there also realized that something was wrong and shouted: "On the count of three, if you don't pull up, let's go to God together!"
"Wait a minute!" Fang Zheng shouted quickly.
"Shut up!" The man yelled as soon as he saw it was this cheap monk.
Fang Zheng immediately covered his mouth.
The man was distracted by this and forgot about the countdown. At the same time, his tense nerves relaxed a little, and his hand holding the detonator became stronger. Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this...
But when Basong, Xiaoxun, and Grandpa Xiaoxun saw that Fangzheng had agreed, they didn't move anywhere and started talking nonsense! Suddenly it felt unreliable.
Xiaoxun said: "Grandpa, how about we give it a try? Find a chance?"
Grandpa Xiaoxun shook his head and said: "It's easy to subdue him, but the bomb... is difficult! We can't afford to make mistakes."
"What should we do?" Xiaoxun was anxious.
Basong whispered: "I can help you, but I can't guarantee that I can take him down 100%."
"With your help, our chances of winning will be greatly improved. Don't do it until we have to." Xiaoxun's grandfather said.
(End of chapter)