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There is no airport in this county, so Zhao Zhu rented a car and went to a nearby city before boarding the plane in the early hours of the morning.

At this moment, Xiong Zhiqi and Zhao Zhu also slowly recovered from the previously suppressed emotions. After all, they are not ordinary people. Even among the seniors in the group, they are absolutely outstanding, and their psychological ability to resist pressure and decompression is naturally the same. Extremely strong, and also knows that his emotions can't always be in that place, and he has to come out.

After the plane took off, Zhao Zhu asked for a magazine, while Xiong Zhiqi closed his eyes and slept.

Fatty lacked sleep a while ago. Unlike Zhao Zhu, who actually slept a few times in the middle, he never closed his eyes, so even though he had slept for a long time, he still wanted to keep taking a nap with his eyes closed. Son.

Zhao Zhu flipped through the magazine in his hand very casually. Only after experiencing such a crisis of life and death can he understand the beauty of an ordinary life. At this time, even Zhao Zhu, the beautiful model in the magazine's car advertisement, looked at it and laughed, just in time. A flight attendant pushing a drink cart walked past Zhao Zhu and saw Zhao Zhu's "embarrassment".

"Cough cough..."

Zhao Zhu smiled a little. When he was seen just now, he thought that he had reached the point where he began to fantasize about the car model on the cover. This should not belong to Zhao Dashao's style of painting.

"What would you like to drink?"

The flight attendant's voice was clear and crisp.

Zhao Zhu's eyes just fell on the two legs in stockings standing next to him. They were very slender and beautiful. Zhao Zhu raised his head and saw the real face of the flight attendant. He was a little baby fat, but he looked It looks cute and youthful.

"Orange juice."

The stewardess handed the orange juice to Zhao Zhu, Zhao Zhu took it, thanked him, and then the stewardess pushed the car and left.

A little story with the flight attendant on the plane is a classic episode in many film and television literature works, but in fact the chance of such a thing happening is very small. The standard of mate selection for these flight attendants is not generally high.

Drinking orange juice, I continued to read the magazine. After a while, the magazine was finished. Zhao Zhu put it aside and closed his eyes to rest for a while. He didn't feel too tired when he was tired, but it was late at night after all, and Zhao Zhu wanted to reverse the jet lag.

However, it didn't take long for him to close his eyes. Zhao Zhu found a white man in a suit standing beside him and walked to the bathroom. Zhao Zhu didn't care too much. After all, his mental strength was strong, but he was not bored enough to scan someone when he saw them.

However, the reason why this person caught Zhao Zhu's attention was that when he got up and walked over, there was no sound, not at all, especially when he passed by Zhao Zhu. Zhao Zhu still didn't hear a single sound, as if his feet had not stepped on the carpet on the plane at all. He looked very light and had no roots under his feet.

Zhao Zhu couldn't help but picked up the orange juice cup and took another sip. Then he turned his head and looked back, just in time to see the white man hooked his finger at the previous flight attendant. The flight attendant with a little baby fat on his face seemed to have a body. It trembled slightly, then closed his eyes, and followed the white man to the toilet swayingly.

Zhao Zhu sat in first class. Therefore, the number of passengers was not very large, and the few crew members nearby did not notice this abnormality. The white man did everything silently, and no one except Zhao Zhu noticed it.

The white man opened the toilet door. Let the flight attendant go in first, and then he goes in himself, closing the door.

Hypnotized?

Zhao Zhu shook his head. If he was hypnotized, he couldn't have sensed the other party's mental fluctuations, but what was the situation?

subconsciously. Zhao Zhu's mental power spread out and shrouded towards the toilet. However, there was a layer of black mist in the toilet at this time, and everything seemed unreal, but Zhao Zhu still heard a woman's voice. The voice, that low, melodious voice, seems comfortable?

The friendly service of love at first sight on the plane?

Zhao Zhu smiled, put down the drink cup again, and stood up.

In fact, Zhu Jianping has done this kind of thing before, and Zhao Zhu is not surprised. When people go to play with other people's mother and daughter flowers, they are trapped in the house by other men. Zhao Zhu took the risk to save them, but how does his friend play? It's one thing, watching a white man play tricks on a woman in front of him, Zhao Zhu felt a little uncomfortable.

Especially at this time, Zhao Zhu's emotions were still a little depressed.

When Zhao Zhu walked to the toilet, the voice inside suddenly stopped, it seemed that the people inside stopped moving, but Zhao Zhu knew that it was the other party who noticed his coming.

It's interesting to find yourself.

Just as Zhao Zhu was about to open the door, the toilet door suddenly opened. The white man was standing in front of Zhao Zhu, standing very straight and straight. However, Zhao Zhu did not continue to look at him, but turned his head and looked behind the white man. the flight attendant.

The reason why he stopped looking at this white man was because Zhao Zhu found out that this man would not survive for three hours. At this time, he had even entered a semi-conscious state. Maybe later he sat back in his seat as if he was sleeping. Die so peacefully.

So, obviously... Zhao Zhu felt that he seemed to be self-indulgent, the flight attendant was not violated by any imperialist men at all, but the human imperialist aggressors were strangled silently.

The fat baby stewardess wiped the corner of her mouth, reached out and patted the white man's shoulder, and the white man staggered back to his place.

"What's the matter, sir, are you going to use the bathroom?" the stewardess asked with a smile, very kind and gentle.

"I'm hungry, what did you just eat, it's so delicious." Zhao Zhu also responded with a smile.

"Sir, do you want to eat?" Space changed his tone, with a kind of threat and intimidation, "People from GN don't have this kind of taste."

GN?

Zhao Zhu suddenly realized that the flight attendant regarded himself as a person in that organization. If he wanted to come, this woman should also have something to do with metaphysics. It may not be the energy attribute that Zhao Zhu was familiar with before, so Zhao Zhu never noticed it before. , In fact, the so-called three thousand avenues, metaphysics is also all-encompassing, although many things have been lost, but there is no guarantee that a lost thing will suddenly reappear one day.

Will speak to myself in this tone, and also mentioned GN, which proves that this flight attendant is not a member of the group, but belongs to the wild way, because Zhao Zhu knows that the GN under Ziyue will not target people in the group, otherwise it will be Ziyue. Can't bear so many causes and effects.

"I'm asking you something." Zhao Zhu took out a piece of tissue and wiped the sweat on his forehead, "What should I eat and how does it taste?"

"Hehe, you're so boring, don't think I'm afraid of your GN, I even had a drink with your chief of the first round, together..."

"boom!"

The flight attendant couldn't say the next sentence. Zhao Zhu smashed her face directly on the mirror in the bathroom. The quality of the mirror was really good, and the quality of the flight attendant's face was also very good. With such a smash, the mirror was not broken. Her face wasn't broken, but her originally beautiful face was squeezed against the mirror like this, looking at her ugly face face to face, and being suppressed by a man like this, most women wouldn't be happy.

A fragrant fragrance came, a bit like wind oil essence, and suddenly drifted into his nostrils. Zhao Zhu felt a little dizzy in his head, which was stronger than smoking, and similar to smoking a cigar.

The flight attendant, whose face was slammed against the mirror, was proud of her success. However, she only felt that Zhao Zhu's hand on her head vibrated slightly and pressed it again. influences.

how can that be?

The flight attendant's eyes were wide open at this time, and she could see her expression clearly through the mirror, because she couldn't believe that her diffuse incense had lost her hand. She was sure that Zhao Zhu did not hold her breath in advance, and it was useless to close the incense. Because the human body not only relies on the nose and mouth to breathe, but the pores on the whole body are actually breathing. As long as you inhale a little bit, you can have an absolute psychedelic effect.

Of course, this kind of incense has a small radius of action, it will fail quickly, and the production cost is high, and it cannot be used as a weapon of mass destruction.

This kind of thing, of course, has little effect on a person with such a high soul level like Zhao Zhu. Zhao Zhu just felt that he was passively taking a cigar, but he knew that this was the method of the flight attendant.

Immediately, a slap slapped the flight attendant's upper thigh at the rounded raised position. The flight attendant's face was stuck to the mirror by Zhao Zhu, so that part was raised very high. With such a slap, the upper part of the head turned up unexpectedly. A wave of hips.

The hand feel is indeed good, but this kind of good is for Zhao Zhu. Zhao Zhu's slap doesn't have too much pity and tenderness, and the originally tender skin of the flight attendant may have been bruised at this time.

"you!"

"What are you!"

Zhao Zhu seemed to be addicted to the game and slapped again.

"what……"

The flight attendant actually made such a sound, and the atmosphere and humiliation appeared on her face, which was quite interesting.

"Can you let me go, I say." The flight attendant softened and began to plead in a sob voice.

Zhao Zhu was too addicted to that part before letting go~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The stewardess straightened up, hurriedly packed her clothes, and stared at Zhao Zhu resentfully, "I ate his soul blood. "

"Soul blood?" Zhao Zhu said with an expression of disbelief: "Just you, have the ability to extract soul blood from living people?"

"I have medicine and silver needles." The stewardess was afraid that Zhao Zhu would not believe it and immediately took out a small box of silver needles and a porcelain bottle, "I took his soul blood to make medicine as an introduction. One of my elders is not in good health and needs to For that medicine to cure the disease, the soul blood must first be preserved in the living body or it will be deactivated.”

"Say earlier, it'll be all right." Zhao Zhu shook his head, threw the tissue in his hand into the basket, then turned and left, leaving a surprised flight attendant standing in the toilet...

That's it, it's over?

The flight attendant was obviously in disbelief. (To be continued.)

PS: There will be an update in the evening... Tumbling under the Antarctic ice for tickets ~ all kinds of requests~