Chapter 512: Random transmission

In the cockpit, a group of masters who had controlled the captain and deputy captain also looked at Gillian at a loss.
"Master Duke, what now?
The plane is out of control. I am afraid that there is a possibility of a crash at any time. We must leave as soon as possible. "
The plane was out of control. In fact, it was already under the consideration of the Duke’s butler, so he brought a lot of parachute bags, which could be distributed only after the Duke’s order.
After Gillian heard it, he immediately said to the butler: "We will distribute one to all the masters in our cabin. After a while, we will rush out."
"At that time, the Magister has ended the battle, and the things have been obtained. Let's just skydive."
Gillian added, "As for the waste in the second-class engine room, it's all cannon fodder, so ignore it."
At this point someone ran over and said: "Master Duke, when there is no movement in the cabin, I am afraid that the battle has ended and we can go out."
Gillian was overjoyed, and immediately asked the butler to distribute the parachute bag, and then after everyone carried it on the back, he surrounded Gillian and came to the door.
Then the housekeeper took a picture and the cabin door opened instantly, but when they rushed out, they were shocked by the sight! After the masters hidden in the airport were all gone, only the picture of Zhang Wanlin and others sitting on the ground in embarrassment holding the legs of the chair to rest was gone.
The wind raging in the wind tunnel caused the suction power of the first-class airport to soar. After the housekeeper's door opened, some people didn't detect it for a while and directly pulled the plane out of the wind raging in the wind tunnel.
"What about the Magister?"
Gillian was guarded by the housekeeper. He glanced around and found no trace of the magician. He immediately asked Zhang Wanlin and his party, "Hurry up, otherwise I will let you solve you all."
Zhang Wanlin sneered and looked at Gillian: "Magic masters can't do this, how can you an ordinary person do it?
If you want to fight, come over, I will send you to to see your magister! "
"what?
The Magister is dead? "
As Zhang Wanlin said, the dozens of people who came out of the cockpit took a breath.
The strength of the Magister, they are the most clear. If the Magister is dead, then they fight this group of people, then it is to hit the stone with eggs.
"Zhang Wanlin, how could you kill the Magister?
You must have reached an unspeakable agreement with him, otherwise how could he leave first? "
Gillian felt more and more right, so he waved his hand: "Kill, kill me!"
It is a pity that no one is willing to listen to Gillian at this time, they are just killers invited by the housekeeper, there is no need to lose their lives for the money.
So these people rushed through the broken wind tunnel, and then jumped down, a moment later, one after another parachute was opened.
At this time, Gillian had no one but the housekeeper.
Zhang Wanlin staggered up and approached them with the knight sword: "Hand over the parachute bag, I can spare your life, or die!"
"Zhang Wanlin, if you want beauty, go die!"
Jilian suddenly pulled his hand out of his arms, and then the two grenades were directly tossed by the ring and thrown at Zhang Wanlin.
In the next second, the housekeeper also pulled Gillian very quickly and jumped off the wind tunnel! Only five seconds after the two of them jumped off the wind tunnel, the plane exploded! Boom! After a loud noise, the plane exploded completely and then fell straight down.
Gillian watched the wreckage of the flying plane fall down with his own eyes, and was immediately overjoyed: "Zhang Wanlin, you are finally dead!"
Although Gillian returned without success this time, it is also extremely important for him as long as he can prevent China from winning the first place in the Dragon Vessel.
This is also a kind of stop loss... Five days later, a man wrapped in gauze in one arm hung up the phone in an early morning stall in the western city of China, picked up the early handed by the boss. He left in a hurry.
"Dare to provoke me Zhang Wanlin, Jilian you are still dead after all?"
That's right, this man who was wounded was Zhang Wanlin. At this time, he was eating early and humming Xiaoqu with pleasure to prepare to return to his temporary residence.
And the phone he just answered was from Lanka, BC, and it was Douglas himself. As for the content, it was naturally the news that Gillian died of illness this morning.
As for whether he died of illness, Zhang Wanlin and Douglas knew the most! Five days ago, Zhang Wanlin on the plane that was about to crash triggered the god-level selection system when two grenade bombs were about to explode.
Relying on the selection of the god-level selection system, he and Duan Tianhang and others saved their lives, and they were immediately transferred to any place in China.
Unfortunately, the place where Zhang Wanlin was sent is the farthest away from the ancient city, and this place is also the most remote city-Haixi City! In the past five days, Zhang Wanlin contacted Duan Tianhang and others in addition to recovering from injuries. Among them, Duan Tianhang and the Dragon family called him and reported safety.
However, the phone calls of Zhou Yutang, Liu Yan and Feng Huaigui’s brothers and sisters were indeed delayed, which made Zhang Wanlin very worried. Was they blown up by the grenade in the moment of transmission?
If so, are they still alive?
Although he was very worried, Zhang Wanlin is now a Mud Bodhisattva who cannot protect himself. He can only choose to believe, believe that they are okay, and believe that they will always remember to call themselves to report safety! In the thinking room, Zhang Wanlin returned to the courtyard of the rental house. At this time, in the small vegetable garden in the courtyard, an old lady was humming Xiaoqu to water the vegetables! "Old lady, buy it back earlier."
Zhang Wanlin shouted the old lady in the vegetable garden with a throat, and the old lady finally put down the watering can with both eyes, and then ran out of the vegetable garden.
"Xiao Zhangzi, you are finally back. The old lady, I have to wait for death."
The old lady smiled and took the early breakfast that Zhang Wanlin handed over, then sat on the stone bench beside him cheerfully and began to eat with relish.
Zhang Wanlin smiled bitterly. He was transported to this small courtyard in Haixi City five days ago, and was regarded as a thief by the old lady. He said that the old lady believed that he had fallen into a plane crash.
Later, the old lady forced him to stay temporarily, saying that he wanted to take care of his injury. Although Zhang Wanlin was unwilling, he finally agreed with the old lady's serious eyes attack.
While the two were having breakfast while talking and laughing, the wooden door of the yard was suddenly kicked from the outside, and then two fierce men rushed in.
They glanced directly at the old lady sharply: "Are you old Jiang?
Your grandson borrowed 100,000 yuan from our campus loan and it was overdue. He said to take this house as a mortgage. Please move your house now. "