My Draw Game Has Come True

Chapter 294: airplane

Originally Song Luo wanted to leave, but suddenly he felt a strange energy fluctuation here.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be such a situation that he lost a ring in vain.

"Ring of Bones"

"A ring used for sacrifice, after wearing it, it absorbs the life it wears continuously to sacrifice to the gods."

"Binding items, unusable."

The last sentence made Song Luo lose interest in this item.

Then why did you get this thing?

But it doesn't matter, it's good as a souvenir.

"Give it back to me...give it back to me!"

The neon man who thought he was an indigenous person was shaking all over. He frantically looked at Song Luo and murmured, as if he was a little crazy.

Song Luo just squinted at the man, did not speak, took it as air, and walked directly to the back, preparing to join his team.

Seeing Song Luo ignoring him, the neon's popular body trembled, he pointed at Song Luo, and was about to say something, but found that his skin was rapidly decaying.

"This this……"

Seeing this, he trembled twice, raised his hands incredulously, and before he could react, when the wind blew, the flesh and blood dissipated with the wind like sand in an instant, replaced by a pair of bare hands!

As soon as the strong wind blew, the entire body frame completely dissipated, forming a pile of white skeletons, and then scattered on the ground.

From the moment he accepted the ring, he was dead.

No other survival is possible.

This is why Song Luo regarded it as air.

Just dead, what is there to say?

Anyway, Song Luo thought so, and the result was exactly what Song Luo imagined.

Song Luo returned along the same path, but on the way back, he also felt a similar situation.

I rushed over to take a look, and it was almost the same as the neon man, and there were many guys with Asian faces who were bewitched by this skeleton and accepted the ring.

These rings are all 'bound items' that cannot be used at all. This makes Song Luo helplessly wave his hand, but he doesn't know what this thing is for.

But then again, since it exists, it must have the value of his existence, there is no doubt about that.

In this case, collect them together to prevent you from using these things in the future.

Soon, Song Luo rushed back to the camp and joined the others.

Wang Ting, Lu Chong, and the others were not anxious. Instead, they carried out emergency rescue with Citigroup's extraordinary people nearby until Song Luo came back.

"Mr. Song."

When Song Luo came back, it was not his teammates who greeted him, but Abel.

This is a bit shocking, Song Luo didn't know what Abel was looking for at this time.

Abel did not have any intersection with himself, and the only intersection was at the airport during the day.

As soon as Abel met, he gave himself a 'Chinese New Year gift bag', which made Song Luo very incomprehensible.

What the **** is this guy thinking, I don't have any friendship with him!

Could it be for information?

If so, it's pretty normal.

"Mr. Abel, thank you for taking care of my team members, but I don't know much about the situation just now. I am far from the central area."

Without hesitation, Song Luo spoke decisively, interrupting everything: "I still have some things to tell my team members, so I won't say anything more to Mr. Abel."

This series of words left Abel speechless, so he could only nod his head, and said to Song Luo, "Okay, Mr. Song, please do it yourself first, I'll go first."

After all, Abel left here.

Song Luo looked at Abel's leaving figure and said to Wang Ting, "Is he here all the time?"

"Almost, he has been here since the Kangaroo Country personnel were placed." Wang Ting glanced at Abel and said, "Do you have a good relationship with him?"

"Before today, I didn't know him at all."

Although in the copy, Song Luo knew Abel.

But from my own and Abel's point of view, I really only met today.

What is the state of mind of this guy?

But no matter what his state of mind, he wouldn't have much friendship with him.

After all, the countries are different, and there is no possibility for him and Abel to open up and chat.

After all, the Kangaroo Country doesn't quite deal with itself and others in its position.

"If that's the case, then leave him alone." Wang Ting said, "This guy is sneaky, it is estimated that he came to inquire about our information, we ignore him, it will be fine after a while... I really don't know about Kangaroo Country. What are you thinking, find a fourth-level extraordinary person to inquire about the information..."

Song Luo waved his hand and glanced at his team members, but this time there were no casualties.

"It's good that everyone is not injured. There are still a lot of skeletons in the city. Next, everyone should clean up the skeletons and do their own work."

Song Luo instructed: "We are here to save Citi people who are living in dire straits."

Lu Chong didn't speak, he still kept a low profile and wanted to integrate himself into the environment of this night.

Song Luo didn't know what happened to Lu Chong. How could a guy who used to be in high spirits become so silent now.

However, everyone has their own ideas, and Song Luo is inconvenient to say anything.

Soon, Song Luo received a call from the top leader of the rescue, Mr. Liang whose surname was Liang.

Mr. Liang is a fifth-level extraordinary person, and he is currently the strongest player in the team. After he came to Citiland, he led the team to the most dangerous city without ever meeting Song Luo.

The communication with Song Luo is also a simple report on the chat software.

As for what this Mr. Liang was called and what he looked like, Song Luo had no idea.

"Leader Song, I just received news. How about the casualties on your side? Are any of our team members injured?"

To Song Luo's surprise, a female voice came from the other end of the phone. The voice was kind and serious.

Through this voice, Song Luo was able to make up a middle-aged female image of the righteous side that often appeared in TV dramas.

As for why Mr. Liang... This is also very understandable. After all, in the era of enlightenment and development a hundred years ago, those who were well educated, highly respected, or who made outstanding contributions to society were called Mr. men and women.

As such, it is naturally called Mr.

It is also a commonly used method in the extraordinary system.

As for why not directly claim the official position?

Oh, the benevolent see benevolence.

"The local casualties are relatively heavy. The sixth-level skeleton monster appeared in the center of the city without any warning, causing a large number of casualties." Song Luohui reported, "As for our team members... There were no casualties, and all the supernatural beings were basically It's nothing, only there is something wrong with the host Citiland, and a fourth-level extraordinary person has died."

"She wasn't very lucky, she encountered the sixth-level monster directly, and then disappeared."

Song Luo told the truth.

Although your black girl was scared by herself and panicked, she was indeed killed by the skeleton general.

It's also thanks to her running around, otherwise it would be a waste of time to kill her.

And it's hard to find excuses then.

"Her death has nothing to do with us, we don't need to care too much."

Mr. Liang's voice didn't stop, as if he had already known the death of the Citizen Extraordinary: "Team Leader Song has worked hard. If you encounter any danger, you must focus on your own safety."

This is natural.

Song Luoke was not noble enough to use his own life to rescue some unknown people.

It's a small effort to help.

If you can't help, it has nothing to do with yourself.

After all, he was just a member of the rescue team from across the ocean.

At most a group leader.

...

At a time when everyone is flying out of Citi, while flights to Citi's capital continue, there aren't many bookings.

However, in the sky, there are still flights departing from Europe to Citi Country.

There were very few passengers on the flight, only about twenty or thirty people, and each of them looked a little uneasy.

Most of them came to their hometowns from European settlement societies, ready to pick up their families to have a good time in Europe.

However, some people are unfortunate.

To make ends meet, they were sent by the company to Citi, ready to take care of some things.

A white man with black hair and black eyes sat on a chair, staring boredly ahead.

His trip to Citi Country this time was for big news.

He is a journalist and an internet celebrity.

He broke the news of extraordinary events on the Internet. Wherever there are extraordinary events, there is his presence.

On Twitter, he's one of those bloggers with a million followers.

A million may seem like a lot, but it's not.

After all, in today's society, there are countless people who have gained followers overnight by virtue of extraordinary information. A guy who was originally a third- or fourth-tier Hollywood actress has awakened his talent by awakening his talent, and now he has begun to expose the situation of various extraordinary worlds on the Internet. The number of followers has reached tens of millions, and it is about to break through the hundreds of millions mark... This is the data of attention, and there are more people who know her name without using Twitter.

In this environment, it is not an easy thing to rely on the consultation of the extraordinary to eat.

As a popular Internet blogger, he was not so willing to be tepid on the Internet, so he made up his mind, took a risk, went to Citi Country, and reported the situation there in person.

In fact, he had already inquired.

Citigroup is only having problems in some cities, most cities are still good, and there is no problem at all.

When I know that I have an exaggerated title, and then take a photo of the material on the Internet, isn't it just a no-brainer increase of fans?

Not panic at all.

It's just that when the plane flew into the sky above Citi, he suddenly saw a small monkey-like toy in front of him.

"What's this?"

He was a little stunned, and he couldn't help looking at the little monkey toy and took a closer look.

This little monkey toy was wearing a grass skirt and holding a banana in his hand. It had a big mouth and looked a bit penetrating, but the man could see at a glance that it should be a children's toy.

Why is this thing here, is it another passenger's?

He looked up vaguely and looked around, but found that there were no passengers around him: in fact, there were not many passengers on the entire flight, and there were no people.

If so, where did this toy come from?

This thought only flickered in the man's heart for a moment, and soon, the man discovered that there seemed to be something in the mouth of this little monkey toy.

After a little fiddling, the man understood how this thing was done.

Press the button in the stomach and a note will appear in the little monkey's mouth.

Kind of like one of those Chinese restaurant fortune cookies.

"interesting."

Anyway, idle is idle, the man did not hesitate, and directly pressed the button on the little monkey's stomach.

As the button was pressed, the little monkey's eyes suddenly flashed a red light, and then a note was spit out from his mouth.

"You're going to die, everyone's going to die."

Looking at this note, the man did not frown, but was a little annoyed.

Whose prank is this?

He raised his head and looked around carefully. He didn't find any passenger looking in his direction, so he turned around and continued to look at the little monkey toy in his hand, a little unpredictable.

He pressed it again, and the little monkey spit out a note again, which read:

"The cause of your death is very simple~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At 14:14, the flight you are taking will crash, the plane will crash, and everyone will die, including you."

The handwriting is a little distorted and fuzzy, and it is still written in bold with red pen.

This situation made the man gasp for breath.

Now he doesn't think it's a prank anymore.

after all……

He is an extraordinary information blogger!

If the first note might have been a prank for him, there was definitely something wrong with this second note!

"Damn, what's going on?!"

His whole body was shaking, and he was a little panicked. He couldn't help pulling the curtains aside and looking outside.

At this moment, it was raining lightly in the clouds, and the rain was slapping on the glass, but the man did not see that the plane might have an air crash.

He looked at the time on his phone again, it was 23:11 at the moment, and it was only 3 minutes before the plane crash!

Three minutes, three minutes!

The man was trembling all over, but after seeing the man's condition, the flight attendant hurried over and asked with concern, "Sir, what's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?"

After speaking, the flight attendant waved her hand again, as if she was signaling her companion to bring a medical kit and other tools.

The man didn't speak, his eyes stared at the window, and outside the window, a large blood-red mist appeared in front of him!

"No, no, don't go in!"

The man screamed miserably, but it didn't help. The plane crashed straight into the blood mist!

"Boom--!!!"

The whole plane began to tremble violently, and with a thunder, the plane landed rapidly!

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