"You came at an unfortunate time. This period is indeed when the magnetic field is the strongest, and it is also the most chaotic and dangerous. In this case, even if I put a knife across their necks, they will not agree.
Those who fly planes are risking their lives."
The fat boss paused, sat back on the master's chair, shook his fat body, and said, "Besides, even if you want to die, don't drag me with you."
The fat boss glanced at Yang Yi, who had a cold face. He was sitting on the master's chair with a godly look on his face, as if he didn't care about this situation at all.
Anyway, he is the boss here. If he doesn’t want to open it, he won’t open it. What else can he do?
However, in fact, he was very interested in Yang Yi's identity.
In all the years he has been in Dead Silence City, he has seen very few people who have collected these one thousand black spiritual stones. Yang Yi should be the fifth person who has collected one thousand black spiritual stones, and then came to
People who buy tickets to leave the City of Death are here.
As for the first four, they all impressed the fat boss very deeply.
Those four people, whether in terms of talent or strength, can definitely be said to be top-notch beings among people of the same generation and level. They can even be called peerless geniuses and can completely dominate everything.
At that time, the mere presence of those few people in a certain place was enough to scare people, let alone taking action. If they did, lives would be lost and corpses would be everywhere.
As for the man wearing a bark mask in front of him, the fat boss looked left and right but couldn't see anything unusual.
Except that the aura on his body was colder and the murderous aura on his body was more condensed, the fat boss couldn't tell the difference between this man and other practitioners.
At least it's still far behind those four top geniuses.
And such a person was able to collect a thousand black spiritual stones, which made the fat boss find it very unbelievable.
What's more, Yang Yi is still wearing a mask on his face, obviously he doesn't want others to know his true identity.
However, the first four people who left him were different. None of them wore masks on their faces. And when they came to buy air tickets, the people following behind them were so vast that they were full of people.
Thousands of people.
The purpose of these people is actually very simple, just to see if those people who came to buy air tickets have really collected the spiritual stones, or if they are just showing off.
However, Yang Yi didn't care about this at this time, his patience had been exhausted.
"Is there no other way?"
Yang Yi's eyes suddenly became sharp. The moment he looked at the fat boss, the murderous aura in his body burst out, with an extremely awe-inspiring aura.
The killing intent that suddenly burst out from Yang Yi made the fat boss's cheeks twitch in shock, and his heart was even more shocked.
What I have to admit is that this time, he seemed to have really made a mistake.
This man wearing a bark mask is definitely not an ordinary practitioner.
Judging from the aura that erupted from him, he was already considered to be the top among masters of the same level, just like the four people back then.
The only difference is that he is relatively low-key and doesn't seem to want to attract attention. The strength must also be very strong.
Thinking of this, the fat boss suddenly laughed, picked up the water chestnut cake on the table and threw it into his mouth. After chewing it twice, he slowly looked at Yang Yi and said, "
There is still a way to do this, but I have to ask you, can you fly a plane?"
Hearing this, Yang Yi, who was originally a little anxious, suddenly became calmer after hearing these words.
Fly a plane?
Not to mention this kind of ordinary plane, even that kind of fighter jet can fly quickly in Yang Yi's hands. Even Yang Yi can fly the plane steadily with his eyes closed.
Seeing that Yang Yi was silent, the fat boss thought that Yang Yi didn't know how to do it at all, so he laughed.
After thinking about it, due to Yang Yi's strong strength, the fat boss did not dare to ridicule him. He just said meaningfully, "Okay, since you don't know how to fly a plane, just wait honestly. It will take three days."
Come on, if you come here, I will have someone take you there."
After the fat boss finished speaking, he picked up another piece of water chestnut cake and ate it slowly, then waved his hand, indicating that Yang Yi could leave.
But the next second.
"I can drive."
Yang Yi said quietly. Although there was no ups and downs in his voice, it was not difficult to hear the firmness and confidence in his tone. Upon hearing this, the fat boss immediately paused, then raised his head, as if
He looked at Yang Yi as if he had seen a ghost, his face full of horror.
"What did you say?"
"You said you can fly a plane?"
The fat boss repeated it in disbelief and confirmed it again.
You know, flying is not something that can be learned in a year or two, especially the practical operation, which tests people's psychological quality.
Moreover, this plane is not an ordinary plane outside, this is a plane in the Dead City. The pilots of these planes are not ordinary people. They are all the people above who have spent a lot of effort.
They are trained after thousands of selections, so there is absolutely no room for mistakes.
Once he makes a mistake, not only will he die, but everyone on the plane will die as well, so the requirements for pilots in Dead City are very strict.
Apart from anything else, the threshold for entry is that you must be an experienced pilot with at least seven years of driving experience.
Although the fat boss could not clearly see Yang Yi's face under the mask, he felt that the man in front of him must be a young man no more than thirty-five years old.
Yang Yi didn't know what the fat boss was thinking. He just nodded and continued, "I can fly a plane. Now I just need to ask your people to explain to me the operating system of your plane. I will take a rough look at it."
Just know how to open it."
Looking at Yang Yi's determined expression, the fat boss was silent for a while. He threw the water chestnut cake in his hand on the plate with some irritability, and then fell silent.
As if after thinking for a long time, the fat boss said slowly, "Even if you can fly a plane, it won't work. First of all, our planes have been specially improved. They are different from those planes outside. Their planes
It’s simply incomparable to ours.”
"Secondly, the current magnetic field is very strong. No one will go with you. If you want to go back, only you can go back." "You came at an unlucky time. This period is indeed the time when the magnetic field is strongest.
, and it is also the most chaotic and dangerous time. In this case, even if I put a knife across their necks, they would not agree to fly the plane. This is life-threatening."
The fat boss paused, sat back on the master's chair, shook his fat body, and said, "Besides, even if you want to die, don't drag me with you."
The fat boss glanced at Yang Yi, who had a cold face. He was sitting on the master's chair with a godly look on his face, as if he didn't care about this situation at all.
Anyway, he is the boss here. If he doesn’t want to open it, he won’t open it. What else can he do?
However, in fact, he was very interested in Yang Yi's identity.
In all the years he has been in Dead Silence City, he has seen very few people who have collected these one thousand black spiritual stones. Yang Yi should be the fifth person who has collected one thousand black spiritual stones, and then came to
People who buy tickets to leave the City of Death are here.
As for the first four, they all impressed the fat boss very deeply.
Those four people, whether in terms of talent or strength, can definitely be said to be top-notch beings among people of the same generation and level. They can even be called peerless geniuses and can completely dominate everything.
At that time, the mere presence of those few people in a certain place was enough to scare people, let alone taking action. If they did, lives would be lost and corpses would be everywhere.
As for the man wearing a bark mask in front of him, the fat boss looked left and right but couldn't see anything unusual.
Except that the aura on his body was colder and the murderous aura on his body was more condensed, the fat boss couldn't tell the difference between this man and other practitioners.
At least it's still far behind those four top geniuses.
And such a person was able to collect a thousand black spiritual stones, which made the fat boss find it very unbelievable.
What's more, Yang Yi is still wearing a mask on his face, obviously he doesn't want others to know his true identity.
However, the first four people who left him were different. None of them wore masks on their faces. And when they came to buy air tickets, the people following behind them were so vast that they were full of people.
Thousands of people.
The purpose of these people is actually very simple, just to see if those people who came to buy air tickets have really collected the spiritual stones, or if they are just showing off.
However, Yang Yi didn't care about this at this time, his patience had been exhausted.
"Is there no other way?"
Yang Yi's eyes suddenly became sharp. The moment he looked at the fat boss, the murderous aura in his body burst out, with an extremely awe-inspiring aura.
The killing intent that suddenly burst out from Yang Yi made the fat boss's cheeks twitch in shock, and his heart was even more shocked.
What I have to admit is that this time, he seemed to have really made a mistake.
This man wearing a bark mask is definitely not an ordinary practitioner.
Judging from the aura that erupted from him, he was already considered to be the top among masters of the same level, just like the four people back then.
The only difference is that he is relatively low-key and doesn't seem to want to attract attention. The strength must also be very strong.
Thinking of this, the fat boss suddenly laughed, picked up the water chestnut cake on the table and threw it into his mouth. After chewing it twice, he slowly looked at Yang Yi and said, "
There is still a way to do this, but I have to ask you, can you fly a plane?"
Hearing this, Yang Yi, who was originally a little anxious, suddenly became calmer after hearing these words.
Fly a plane?
Not to mention this kind of ordinary plane, even that kind of fighter jet can fly quickly in Yang Yi's hands. Even Yang Yi can fly the plane steadily with his eyes closed.
Seeing that Yang Yi was silent, the fat boss thought that Yang Yi didn't know how to do it at all, so he laughed.
After thinking about it, due to Yang Yi's strong strength, the fat boss did not dare to ridicule him. He just said meaningfully, "Okay, since you don't know how to fly a plane, just wait honestly. It will take three days."
Come on, if you come here, I will have someone take you there."
After the fat boss finished speaking, he picked up another piece of water chestnut cake and ate it slowly, then waved his hand, indicating that Yang Yi could leave.
But the next second.
"I can drive."
Yang Yi said quietly. Although there was no ups and downs in his voice, it was not difficult to hear the firmness and confidence in his tone. Upon hearing this, the fat boss immediately paused, then raised his head, as if
He looked at Yang Yi as if he had seen a ghost, his face full of horror.
"What did you say?"
"You said you can fly a plane?"
The fat boss repeated it in disbelief and confirmed it again.
You know, flying is not something that can be learned in a year or two, especially the practical operation, which tests people's psychological quality.
Moreover, this plane is not an ordinary plane outside, this is a plane in the Dead City. The pilots of these planes are not ordinary people. They are all the people above who have spent a lot of effort.
They are trained after thousands of selections, so there is absolutely no room for mistakes.
Once he makes a mistake, not only will he die, but everyone on the plane will die as well, so the requirements for pilots in Dead City are very strict.
Apart from anything else, the threshold for entry is that you must be an experienced pilot with at least seven years of driving experience.
Although the fat boss could not clearly see Yang Yi's face under the mask, he felt that the man in front of him must be a young man no more than thirty-five years old.
Yang Yi didn't know what the fat boss was thinking. He just nodded and continued, "I can fly a plane. Now I just need to ask your people to explain to me the operating system of your plane. I will take a rough look at it."
Just know how to open it."
Looking at Yang Yi's determined expression, the fat boss was silent for a while. He threw the water chestnut cake in his hand on the plate with some irritability, and then fell silent.
As if after thinking for a long time, the fat boss said slowly, "Even if you can fly a plane, it won't work. First of all, our planes have been specially improved. They are different from those planes outside. Their planes
It’s simply incomparable to ours.”
"Secondly, the current magnetic field intensity is very high. No one will accompany you. If you want to go back, only you can go back."
