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At an altitude of 10,000 meters, an airplane was flying steadily, but there was a dangerous undercurrent surging under the smooth appearance.

There were only two staff members in the cab, the captain and the co-pilot.

The plane in the high altitude had already entered the automatic mode, and the two were chatting.

"Captain, you and Huya Sister have been getting more and more unrestrained recently, you have to put it away, don't expose the underground relationship. The co-pilot laughed.

The captain pointed to his lips where he had lost a piece of flesh:

"No way, she is too proactive, you see, she gnawed me not long ago, and the wound is black, haha." The

co-pilot scolded with a smile: "Xiu'en loves to die quickly."

Then he yawned and said

, "Forget it, I'll squint for a while, brother, you watch first."

"You can rest. "

But after the co-pilot fell asleep, the captain didn't take long to get groggy and had a few convulsions from time to time....

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At this time there were only twenty seats in the first class.

The screams in the toilet had long since disappeared, and Huang Mao was too dead to die.

Thanks to the sealed and locked door, the zombie inside failed to come out.

At this time, Feng Yukong's brows furrowed slightly.

There are less than four days left before the full outbreak of mutation factors on June 7th, and zombies have already begun to be baked, most likely a potential mutant from the United States, which mutated on the plane halfway.

Just as he was thinking.

At this time, two flight attendants came running from behind the curtain, and the direction they came was the direction of the more passengers in the business class.

"Close, close the door, close the door!"

the stewardess, dressed in the purser's uniform, rushed in and fell to the ground.

Four or five other business-class passengers followed in the back.

Another flight attendant hurriedly closed the door of the

first-class cabin!"Purser, you're here!" The

first-class passengers seemed to have found the backbone, and they surrounded one after another, either complaining, complaining, and threatening to complain about not giving a five-star rating...

"I don't want five stars, who loves who wants it," the purser said incoherently:

"Listen, listen to me, there are man-eating monsters in the business class, no, it's zombies

!" As soon as she said this, she saw blood stains all over the carpet, and heard the roar in the toilet, and found that a big boy was tying the tattered corpse with hemp rope that he didn't know where to go???

purser turned pale, "You also met in the first class?!" It was only then that she came to her senses and listened to the passengers' words.

She let out a long sigh of relief when she learned that the monster was locked in the toilet and was not in danger for the time being.

At this moment, through the hatch, there were all kinds of roars from the business class, which made people's hearts furious.

"What's going on in business class?" the crowd quickly asked.

The purser covered his mouth and cried:

"At first, there was just a monster, no, zombies, at the beginning, only one person was knocked down by zombies, but someone went up to save people and was also bitten, and it didn't take long for them to be infected and become zombies, and then soon the business class was in a mess, and now it's about to fall!"

They subconsciously looked at him, only to find that he was tied up in front of a corpse and tied into zongzi...

"If you think I'm saving you, you're mistaken. Feng Yukong looked around at everyone, and then continued to say indifferently:

"It doesn't matter if you are a business tycoon or a high-ranking political official, but all the people in this first-class cabin, one counts as one, whoever dares to let Lao Tzu perceive any risk, Lao Tzu killed whoever first, don't believe it." "

He is no longer the forward-looking and cowardly teenager in his previous life, he has already completed his transformation in this life.

Any problem, as long as there is a sign of it, must be stifled, otherwise there will be endless troubles! Everyone

shuddered, and from the young man's cold tone, they could tell that he didn't seem to be joking.

Who knew that at this time, a muscular man sneered, "What this little broken boy said is true, and when the hair grows up, he will learn to threaten adults." He

was one of the people who had escaped from business class with the purser before, not knowing that it was thanks to the decisiveness of the sealed air that the first class had not fallen.

So at this time, of course, he couldn't get used to this stinky boy, and he was arrogant here.

"The elbow is less than half the thickness of Lao Tzu, why do you look like you are centered on him, are rich people like this..."

Before the muscular man finished speaking, he felt that the boy in front of him, who was still a few steps away from him, rushed in front of him with a low bow!

Then he felt his neck being grabbed by a big hand and lifted into the air.

It was the hand that he said that his arm was less than half as thick as his, clamped him and locked him in mid-air, and at the same time, the voice of the owner of this hand became low:

"From now on, in this 10,000-meter-high altitude, Lao Tzu's rules are rules, who is in favor and who is against!"

The people around trembled and were frightened.

"Great... Approve. The dangling muscular man kicked his feet in vain, his face flushed with suffocation, and he hissed as he made the first statement.

Others rushed along with it.

Feng Yukong threw him to the ground, smashing him so that he bared his teeth and didn't dare to speak again.

Lao Wang looked at this young man who had been talking and laughing with him before, and said in his heart that sure enough, people can't look good, this baby is extraordinary, but it's a pity that he wasn't born in troubled times, otherwise he would definitely be a hero.

"What are you looking at, Lao Wang?"

After everything was settled, Feng Yukong glanced at him and resumed his usual smile.

"I think you're a character. Lao Wang sighed.

He turned his head to look at Xiao Li, the assistant who died tragically, with a heavy mood and a complicated tone:

"Xiao Feng, what are you doing with the corpse?

"But the deceased who was killed by zombies is not necessarily.

Lao Wang sighed, came to the purser and asked,

"What happened to this plane? Zombies?!

" The purser was shocked:

"I found out the problem when I was in business class, at first two of the flight attendants suddenly rushed out and bit people, and the business class was in chaos, and it didn't take long for the business class to fall, if it wasn't for a few of us running in time, we would have died there." Hearing

this, Feng Yukong frowned slightly.

The segments of the aircraft are, in order, cockpit, first class, business class, and then economy class.

The business class of this plane can carry more than eighty passengers, if even the business class falls....

I can't imagine what kind of hell it will be in the economy class, which has the most passengers in the back.

It's exciting, this is a zombie on an airplane!

" "The cockpit is normal?" he asked, looking at the cockpit door behind him, asking the question he was most concerned about.

The purser knew that this big boy was the key person here, and he didn't take it lightly, and answered honestly:

"The cockpit is behind this first-class cabin, the first-class cabin has not been breached, and the cockpit is of course safe."

Feng Yukong breathed a sigh of relief, it's good that there is no problem in the cab, otherwise everyone will become trapeze, and the hundreds of billions of materials and munitions on Lao Tzu's body will be scattered into a starry sky.

He even made up the funny picture of his falling to his death, and the mountains and fields bursting out with supplies...

"Have you contacted the air traffic control?" Feng Yukong asked calmly.

Hearing this, the purser grabbed the headset by the collar and whispered, and after more than ten seconds, she shook her head:

"There is no response from the cockpit... Maybe I'm busy switching the plane from autopilot to manual operation..."

Feng Yukong's brows furrowed slightly.

The purser continued: "I can't wait to return to Beijing, it should be a forced landing in Bac Ninh City, which will take about 10 minutes.

Feng Yukong put aside distracting thoughts, and glanced around with a piercing gaze:

"10 minutes, hold this first-class cabin for 10 minutes." "

Within 10 minutes, any risk factors have to be erased.

Thinking of this, his indifferent gaze paused on the group of people who had just escaped from the business class.

"Kid, are you looking for something?" except for

the muscular man who had just been severely lectured, everyone else who came from the business class looked at him with hostility.

But seeing Feng Yukong, he smiled and lit up the hemp rope in his hand, "Be honest, I want to check if a few of you have brought wounds from there." Hearing

this, two of them had a somewhat evasive gaze, and they were caught by him with sharp eyes.

"Looks like someone has won the lottery. Feng Yukong smiled.