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! Everything is over. Of course, the detonator in my hand can speed up the process, and as soon as I let go
, the detonating device on the facade will detonate the two liquids... Of course, I can also end this process... You don't have to believe it, I can also let go and try it, so that everyone can feel the authenticity..." The man finished.
, you need to release the switch in your hand.
The flight attendant was immediately frightened and turned pale. The captain quickly said: "No! Sir, please calm down first! I think if anything happens, we can talk 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 instantly became extremely depressing.
…
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 facing 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 the life of a plane." 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, just be bald and deal with 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 can't 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's a finger-pressure detonator. Once the opponent loses consciousness and his fingers don't have the 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. This 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 only him, but all the passengers, stewardess, captain, and even Basong, Xiaoxun and Xiaoxun's grandfather looked at him with this look! Xiaoxun even turned his head directly, as if he didn't know him
The way they look is to distance themselves from each other. Although they have nothing to do with each other in the first place...
"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 the way..."
The man's face turned red with anger, 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.
The others who were frightened by Fang Zheng finally came to their senses, and their tense nerves relaxed a lot, and the atmosphere at the scene was finally brought back from the brink of collapse. At the same time, Fang Zheng finally waited for what he wanted to wait for
The news, 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. However, at this moment, it was not the time to cause trouble for him. Fang Zheng asked in his heart: "Don't talk about this now. No matter what the mistake is, we will talk about it later.
Treat him 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, I guess, right... unless there are other places in the plane to stuff these broken boxes." Xianyu complained.
Fang Zheng said: "You immediately find me a big cardboard box. 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? Is that what you ordered?"
"Stop talking nonsense, 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: "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 next to them, Basong, Xiaoxun, and Grandpa Xiaoxun didn't move when they saw Fangzheng agreeing. Instead, they just kept talking nonsense! They suddenly 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?" Xiao Xunqian was worried.
Basong whispered: "I can help you, but I can't guarantee that I can defeat him 100%."
"With your help, our chances of winning can be greatly improved. We'll do it as a last resort." Xiaoxun's grandfather said.