Carrying a plane to fly is Su Poman's job, Mo Xie is not a person who likes to rob other people's jobs, and even if he robs this wave of jobs, no one will thank him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After all, he is already wanted nationally.

After all, the military has already paid this kind of money to trap him.

After all, theoretically speaking, no one would believe that anyone could resist a nuclear explosion without dying.

As far as Mo Xie is concerned, he only needs to lurk, no longer show his whereabouts, and make any more noise, presumably the military's pursuit of him should come to an end, and the wanted warrant will also end with the 'death of the target'.

He should disappear, because he really needs time to improve his strength, for him there is a lot of room for improvement, just give him more time, even if it is only half a month, he is confident that his strength can be improved to the level of 'can kill his current self in one move'.

Right now, there seemed to be no reason for him to reveal his tracks again.

However, maybe everyone will do a lot of 'no reason' things in their lives......

"What a big guy. ”

The gale tore through the clouds and howled, like a steel knife dancing at great speed in the hand of a strong man, and the knife slashed at people's muscles and bones.

Mo Ye turned into a black shadow in the wind, his flying method had become his habit, but the previous labor-saving and fast flying technique was now greatly restricted, and he had to take out the 'Angel Wings' equipment again, which was only a few points faster.

"Squeak...... Squeak......!"

Mo Xie resisted the left wing of the passenger plane, this young man who had been poisoned by some large areas intuitively felt that if such a large transport was allowed to continue to roll, it would explode, so the first thing he did at the moment was to stick himself tightly under the left wing and use his own strength to constantly remove the inertia of the fuselage rolling.

"Angel Wings...... Lift!"

Advancing in the gale had already given the 'Angel Wings' a lot of load, and Mo Xie no longer had the 'oil money' in his pocket, so he decisively took away the 'Angel Wings', and only relied on his own mental power to lay out a 'sail' and gradually use this 'sail' to use the wind power.

After about two minutes or so, Mo Xie finally counteracted the inertia of the passenger plane's rolling, but a new problem arose - although the passenger plane did not explode, the engine had already struck.

"Made, do good things to the end, send the Buddha to the West!"

Mo Xie is not a superman, if he is on the ground, he can barely lift a passenger plane through the double superposition of physical strength and telekinesis, but now that he is in the air, he does not have the ability to fly with a passenger plane - especially in such a strong wind.

But luckily, the wind was strong enough, and Mo Xie moved his position from under the left wing to the bottom of the fuselage, urging his telekinesis to spread it into the surrounding space as much as possible.

At this moment, this passenger plane is in a huge balloon composed of telekinesis like Mo Ye who first flew on the test, but unlike Mo Ye at the beginning, this 'balloon' can only wrap the fuselage, and the buoyancy it generates in the air is not enough to support the weight of the aircraft.

The strong wind slapped violently on the 'balloon', and Mo Ye tried hard to keep the 'balloon' from breaking while looking for a lake vein on the ground, but fortunately, there was no shortage of water in the local area, but after a while, Mo Ye found a lake that looked quite large.

It is said that when a person has a good thought, the heavens, the earth, the ghosts and gods will help him, and the lake that Mo Xie found happened to be in the downwind position, and what he needed to do was to reasonably control the speed of the plane and then land it into the lake.

"It's too fast!"

It's easy to kill people and it's hard to save people, the speed of the plane that was trapped in the 'balloon' in the strong wind went all the way up under the action of wind and gravity, Mo Ye couldn't stop the car at all, and if he continued like this, he could indeed still land the plane on the big lake, but after the plane landed, it was a question of whether it existed in a complete form or in the form of parts.

"Has the waste wood in the cab been given up for treatment?"

Maintaining the high output of telekinesis, Mo Ye's nostrils had begun to heat up, which predicted that if he continued to maintain this state, some kind of red, warm liquid would flow out of it in about a minute or two.

Mo Ye suddenly felt that he was willing to hang those air force formations behind his ass for four or five hours for another than to carry a passenger plane and suffer in a strong wind right now.

"Boom!"

Just when Mo Xie's nostrils were already itchy, the engine of the passenger plane finally had a little movement, the pilot's IQ was online, and the reading was completed, this operation, this sound moved Mo Xie, moved the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, and moved the heavens, if there is a chance, Mo Xie would like to ask what the dream of this pilot is, is it to make 'Buddha jumping over the wall'?

"Mad's retarded!"

Mo Xie scolded away, yes, the engine was reawakened, but what does it mean to debug the direction down?!Is it because I miss Mother Earth and can't sleep?!Or does the pilot have some kind of illusion that can only occur when flying on the sea, and suddenly feel that the sea is the sky, and the sky is the sea?! Or maybe this great god had an epiphany, realized some Zen principles, and then saw through life and death?!

Mo Ye suddenly felt that his face was slapped hard, you see, people don't need you to save you at all, you are here, and being disgusted at the same time is a hindrance.

At that time, Mo Xie was not happy, he directly turned around and got out from under the belly of the plane, and turned back from the passenger plane to the outside of the nose cockpit.

At this moment, all the curtains on the passenger plane have been closed, and Mo Xie's soaring figure clearly falls on the passengers who were injured by the previous tumbling movement, vomited, and foamed at the mouth and were still full of hope and longing, looking at the poetry and the distance through the window, and in an instant, this group of people behaved as if they had seen God.

"Gross!"

A middle-aged man vomited a mouthful of indescribable suspension directly on the window, the milky color like a disappearing cloud in the sky, and it was dyed pink by the bright light in the distance that had not completely disappeared.

"Poof!"

As the old saying goes: 'vomit up and diarrhea'.

Since there is vomiting, how can 'diarrhea' be absent?

A pot-bellied man with a bloody face, he kept vomiting while looking out the window, chasing his poems and the distance, at the moment when Mo Ye's figure crossed in front of his eyes, blocking his vision, unfortunately, he was incontinent, and then rolled his eyes.

At this moment, he has almost reached the distance, right......?

"Ahh

A young man, in front of the poetry and the distance, ignored the rule of 'no mobile phone on the plane', and he was still trying to complete the masterpiece of this life one moment ago, and suddenly screamed after seeing Mo Ye's figure in the next moment.

This is not because Mo Xie is so handsome, nor because he has a firm belief in a certain god, but because his mobile phone was shattered out of thin air.

…… Well, these passengers have no respect for gods, supermen, cultivators, and all kinds of friends who can fly out of thin air, and Mo Xie flew through the cabin to reach the cockpit with enough mental power to pinch and explode no less than ten mobile phones in the air.

What's the matter, it's all at this time, this group of people still has the heart and strength to take out their mobile phones?

I'm tired like a dog trying to save these things, is it worth it?

Mo Xie didn't think too much about it, it was a good thing that the plane's engine was restarted, as long as the pilot could pull the altitude back, then there was no need to make a forced landing at all.

Strong winds will always pass, and the farther away from the center of the explosion, the weaker the wind, as long as the pilot is normal, the plane can already be said to be saved.