Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Zhao Ke walked back while talking, with a very anxious expression, so that the stewardess could only forgive her and reminded: "Please hurry up as much as possible, the plane will enter the airport soon."

"Okay, okay!"

As Ke Zhao spoke, he quickly walked back, while radiating his five senses to the economy class at the rear.

With the scan of the five senses, the situation in the economy class appeared in front of Zhao Ke.

The seats are very crowded, there is no space at all, and the narrow space makes it difficult to stretch your legs.

This is why many people would rather buy a business ticket on the high-speed rail at the same price than squeeze into the economy class of the plane when they are not in a hurry.

The two flight attendants began to wake up the sleeping people and reminded them to fasten their seat belts, as the lights in the cabin gradually brightened.

"Ok!"

Zhao Ke frowned slightly, and focused on the middle-aged man sitting in the back row.

After many people are woken up, the first thing they do is to rub their eyes, or they will be dazed and stretched when they have not recovered from sleep.

But the first thing the middle-aged man did after waking up was to put his hands on his lower back, and his vigilant eyes were not confused by waking up, but instead had a strong sense of purpose in his eyes.

"Is it him?"

Zhao Ke hit the five senses and locked on the middle-aged man. With the concentration of the five senses, Zhao Ke clearly saw the protruding part of the man's back. The black metal gradually became clear in Zhao Ke's five senses.

"gun!"

A pistol on the man's back made Zhao Ke's heart skip a beat, but at this moment, Zhao Ke discovered another thing.

Badge!

In addition to the pistol, there is also a metal police badge on the rare chest.

After seeing the metal police badge, Zhao Ke couldn't help but relax his frown.

"It's the flying police!!"

Domestic aircraft are rare, but in foreign countries, there are often flying police on board, especially after the September 911 incident in the United States, flying police have become the norm.

It's just that apart from the other party, Zhao Ke didn't find any other abnormalities.

In this case, could it be said that the riot did not happen on the plane?

Zhao Ke came out of the bathroom, looking suspiciously at the direction of the economy class behind him.

At the same time, it was noticed that the countdown of the stamp album had become double digits.

As the time drew closer, although Zhao Ke had already ruled out the possibility of riots on the plane, for some reason, he felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.

And this uneasiness is becoming more and more intense as the countdown is coming to an end.

"But where is the problem?"

In doubt, Zhao Ke unknowingly covered the whole plane with his five senses, and faintly, there was a rush of sirens in the cockpit of the plane.

It's a warning from the airport.

Order the plane to leave the airport immediately.

"Oh God! Look!"

Suddenly, a scream came, causing everyone to look out the window on the left side of the plane, and screamed hurriedly.

Zhao Ke quickly stretched out his five senses, and instantly a chill ran up Zhao Ke's spine.

"Damn!"

After seeing the situation outside clearly, Zhao Ke suddenly understood where his uneasiness came from.

Accompanied by a rush of humming.

A plane quietly appeared on the other side of the plane, and crashed straight up.

"boom!!!"

There was no time for people to recover, and the two planes collided in mid-air in an instant.

Accompanied by a rumbling sound, flames instantly spread throughout the cabin, and the entire plane was instantly smashed into a pile of debris.

After the brilliant fire exploded in mid-air, the wreckage of the two planes fell from mid-air, like a meteorite falling from a movie, dragging the thick black smoke.

It was a total disaster performance.

The broken engine of the plane fell on a building, and then the engine exploded again. The remaining dye in the engine instantly ignited the building.

When the huge fuselage smashes into a club, it will be a tragedy on earth in an instant.

"Whoosh..."

A flash of fire flashed across the sky, and a wreckage of the plane slammed into a building not far from the airport.

"Bang!" A loud noise.

A large number of stones splashed up, smashing half of the building into ruins.

At this moment, a metal palm suddenly stretched out from the ruins and pushed away the stone pressing on it.

The pitch-black metal shell is extremely hideous under the firelight.

"Cough cough cough..."

Kicking away the stone that was pressing on his thigh, Zhao Ke crawled out from the flames and pushed open the door where only the door frame remained.

Amidst a buzzing sound, the moment Zhao Ke pushed open the door, the wall behind him collapsed together.

"boom……"

The rolled up dust covered Zhao Ke's body like a sandstorm.

A stone that was comparable to a bullet hit Ghost Tiger's body with a clang.

After the dust settled, Zhao Ke was seen sitting on the ruins.

"so close!"

Zhao Ke clutched his chest, took out a bottle of ginseng essence from the stamp album and poured it into it.

Although I chose to hide in the toilet at a critical moment, and called out the ghost tiger, but the shock wave of the explosion hit me dizzy for the first time.