Chapter 179, Choice

Two days later, Thomas drove Kimberly and Zhang Han back to New York.

What makes Zhang Han strange is that in the past two days, the wind and waves have been calm along the way, and nothing has happened!

Could it be that the Grim Reaper is hunting down those high school students who survived, and their business is too busy to take care of them?

"After wandering outside for half a year, I didn't expect that there would be a chance to return to New York again!" Thomas sighed as he drove.

Kimberly turned her head and glanced at Zhang Han charmingly, "Yes, it's all thanks to Zhang's selfless help, otherwise, we wouldn't have survived so many death loops." ”

Rolling the sheets with Thomas, snapping and popping for countless nights, this chick still discharged Zhang Han intentionally or unintentionally, as if there was still some kind of fantasy in her head.

Zhang Han said, you are new shoes, my brother is not ready to ask for them, not to mention that they are already broken!

"Huh? What is that? ”

Thomas suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the sky in the distance, Zhang Han leaned forward, bypassed the seat in front of him, looked carefully, and said disapprerovitously, "It's a plane ready to land!" ”

"Airplanes? god! There is no airport near here at all! ”

Kimberly's eyes widened and she let out a start.

What the?!

There is no airport nearby? That's a ghost!

Zhang Han suddenly realized that the reason why the past two days had been calm was that the god of death had brewed a big move for them again!

"Strange...... Has the Grim Reaper evolved? ”

Zhang Han got out of the car, looked at the bigger and bigger black spots, and thought secretly.

The reason why he said this was because even if the Grim Reaper controlled the plane to crash into the three of them, Zhang Han had enough time and ability to ensure his own safety.

In this way, it is better to find a runaway truck and hit it.

So the question is, why did the Grim Reaper simplify and use such a strange method to deal with Zhang Han and the others?

"This plane can't be coming for us, right?!"

At this moment, Thomas and Kimberly also reacted, the plane lost control, but fell down on the street where they were, this is definitely the handiwork of death!

"Maybe it's been half a year, and the Grim Reaper has noticed that using ordinary accidents can't kill us at all, so it's ......"

Zhang Han tilted his head with a strange expression on his face, "Death, this is forcing me to make a choice!" Choose to protect yourself, or choose to save that plane! ”

Hearing Zhang Han's answer, Thomas and Kimberly were full of horror and sweat with nervousness.

Thomas swallowed dryly and pleaded, "Zhang, what if...... I mean, if you can, save them! That's hundreds of lives! ”

As a good young man born under the red flag and growing up in the spring breeze, Zhang Han may disdain an accident that kills one or two people, but this kind of accident that kills hundreds of people at one time cannot be turned a blind eye in his heart.

"The god of death of Nian Nyima has really caught Lao Tzu's weakness!"

Seeing that the passenger plane was getting lower and lower, so low that he could already see it clearly with the naked eye, Zhang Han scolded indignantly, and turned to the two of them, "When rescuing the passenger plane, I may not be able to take care of you, pay attention to the surrounding movements at any time, and be careful of the next actions of the god of death!" ”

Seeing that Zhang Han had made up his mind to rescue the passenger plane, Thomas and Kimberly couldn't help but be overjoyed and nodded heavily, "Zhang, you are a good person!" ”

Good?!

Zhang Han couldn't help but roll his eyes, your sister, I saved you for half a year, and I didn't see you send me a good person card, now I think about it?

At this moment, the pedestrians coming and going on the side of the street had noticed the strange airliner, raised their heads, and kept pointing. The smarter ones are already playing 911.

When the two turned to leave, Zhang Han kicked the ground with both feet, and the cement floor under his feet was trampled out of two shallow potholes. With the huge force of the shock, Zhang Han rushed into the sky.

By the window of a dessert shop, a child was eating delicious ice cream, suddenly shaking his mother's arm, pointing out the window with his little finger, and screaming, "Mom, look, there's Superman!" ”

Knowing that Superman was a fictional character in the comics, the mother still pretended to be interested and followed the child's fingers into the air.

To her surprise, a young man in a black trench coat flew in the air and flew towards the downing airliner......

Pedestrians on both sides of the street, and employees in the surrounding office buildings, took out their mobile phones to take pictures of this amazing scene that is rare to see in a century.

What made Zhang Han extremely painful was that not far from him, a helicopter appeared, with a bald guy on it, carrying a camera, as if he was doing a live broadcast.

Sure enough, it is a capitalist society, and reporters come much faster than the police!

At this moment, the airliner is less than a kilometer above the ground. From Zhang Han's point of view, the nose of the passenger plane is obviously tilted, and if it goes down like this, it will definitely be shattered.

"The thundering chariot, the crevices of the spinning wheel, this thing has a cluster of light and is divided into six! Sixty-one of the bound paths, six rods of light! ”

Zhang Han chanted a spell quickly, pointing his finger at the oncoming large passenger plane.

Suddenly, six giant pillars of light appeared in mid-air, converging together and sandwiching the airliner in the middle.

In order to slow down the passenger plane, Zhang Han could not use such a hard ghost path as cutting off the air, and could only reduce the kinetic energy of the passenger plane to the lowest point on the premise of trying not to hurt the passenger plane.

However, to his surprise, the Six Rods only lasted for half a second before they were shattered by the huge kinetic energy. The nose of the airliner was tilted downwards again, and it was already at an angle of about 45 degrees to the ground

"Thirty-seven, Hanging Star!"

The spiritual pressure in Zhang Han's body erupted and turned into five spiritual power hanging nets, which were scattered and suspended on the path of the passenger plane.

Syllable!

The first net was struck by the airliner, extending backwards like a spring, with a center point that grew longer and longer. A second later, the hanging net scattered into Lingzi and dissipated into the air.

Immediately after that, the second and third ......

It was not until the fifth hanging net was washed away that the passenger plane had only lost half of its impact force, and it was less than 500 meters above the ground, and the nose of the plane was tilted, and the angle between it and the ground was already 60 degrees.

At this moment, large TV stations at home and abroad, such as ABC, NBC, CBC, FOX, BBC, etc., are broadcasting live the grand occasion of the superhero saving the plane.

"Wow, I didn't expect Mr. Superman to be Asian." The host narrated in a surprised tone, "Sorry, I'm not discriminating against Asians, but the supermen in the comics are all muscular white men." I never thought about what an Asian superman would look like. ”

When Zhang Han released the Six Sticks Light Prison and the Hanging Star, the host was shocked again.

(End of chapter)