The monk of the way of beauty

Chapter 1096 Monster Chaos

"That depends on what you think?" Sitting in the cockpit of the plane, Strange turned his head to look at Poflisco, and said with a half-smile: "The only thing I can be sure of now is that Frank is still I didn't kill you because I disagreed, so..."

Hearing what Strange said, Poflisco couldn't help shivering. He carefully glanced at Frank Castor behind him, and was pushed onto the plane very rudely by the other party, and sat in the In the rear co-pilot, suddenly two people entered the co-pilot.

It’s okay for Poflisco himself to say that he is relatively thin, but Frank Castor is different. Not to mention his tall body, his whole body is full of muscles, all of which are hard and slender, which makes Poflisco feel even more intimidated. uncomfortable.

At this time, Frank Castel asked in his ear: "Stephen, can you fly a World War I biplane?"

"Not really." Strange's words were beyond Frank Castor's and Poflisco's expectations, and they were stunned for a moment. You don't know how to fly a plane, why do you have to sit in the cockpit? And it looked like it was about to take off. At this time, he followed up with Strange and said, "But I can fly the magic plane. Okay, everyone sits down, now we are going to take off, hurry up, Frank."

As soon as the words fell, the plane rushed out of the bridge directly in the hands of Strange, who had never piloted a biplane for a period of time. Before Frank Castor and Poflisco could react, the plane had already It quickly crashed into the surface of the East River in New York below.

After a burst of rapid rotation, before the two of them could react, Strange finally drove the plane over the East River, passed under the bridge hole, and flew directly into the sky from the other side. At this time, Frank Carter Sturt and Porflisco finally breathed a sigh of relief.

And at this moment, Strange said triumphantly: "Taking off is the hardest part, as long as you can take off easily..."

"Be careful, Strange, nine o'clock." Frank Castor suddenly screamed, and saw countless miniature biplanes flying over from the left side with a menacing look. Frank exclaimed: "Oh my god, what are those things? Could it be a hallucination? Wait, why did I forget, after all, I'm in a magic plane now, Strange, get rid of these things."

Amidst Frank Castor's exclamation, miniature biplanes fired golden bullets, shooting at their magic plane non-stop, and the golden shell of the magic plane, however, all these bullets It was blocked, but even so, the sound of "bang bang bang" bullets made people feel jittery, and they didn't know when they would break through the outer shell of the aircraft, causing the aircraft to crash directly.

Compared with Frank Castor, Strange is more aware of the origin of these miniature biplanes, and also more aware of the difficulty of the matter.

You must know that the plane they were flying on had destroyed 163 German fighter planes, and it had long been full of resentment, especially after the plane was transformed by hellfire, these resentments were also upgraded and turned into a A tiny biplane, the two sides have been entangled for so many years, don't think this plane is parked under the Brooklyn Bridge for no reason.

"Okay, now I'll show you how powerful this plane is." After speaking, Strange directly set up the heavy machine gun on the nose of the plane, and then fired wildly at those tiny mini biplanes.

Nearly a century has passed, who would have thought that the weapon system of this aircraft could still function normally, and the golden bullets immediately spewed out rapidly, shooting towards the miniature mini aircraft, but it was a bit embarrassing Unfortunately, Strange missed a single plane.

At this time, Frank Castor finally couldn't see it anymore. You know, he was a soldier, and his shooting level would rank first in the army.He climbed over directly from the back seat, and said to Strange fiercely, "Concentrate on flying the plane and give me that thing."

"No, Frank, this kind of aircraft is forbidden to operate from the rear seat." Strange said without giving in, "I made this...uh!"

Before Strange finished speaking, a miniature mini biplane had already passed through the blockade of bullets, rushed to the front of the plane suddenly, and then slammed into Strange's face fiercely, killing him all at once. He bumped his head to the side.

Frank Castel took the opportunity to unceremoniously take over the weapon system, and at the same time growled at Strange: "Concentrate on driving."

It was indeed different with the replacement. Frank Castor's level was far higher than Strange's. Under his control, miniature biplanes were destroyed one after another, and the environment around the three of them was cleared up immediately.

Frank Castor couldn't help but said proudly: "I can still operate bad things like magic, this thing is pretty good!"

"Da da da" countless golden bullets were fired, and more miniature biplanes were destroyed, but at this moment, the remaining biplanes seemed to have autonomous consciousness, and they stopped attacking their planes , Instead, they quickly moved away one after another.

Frank Castor murmured, "Look, Strange, I beat them all away!"

"It's not 'me', it's us!" Strange gave Frank Caster an annoyed look, he should also have a share of the credit for this matter, okay?

Frank Castor didn't argue with Strange. At this time, the other person finally couldn't help but said: "I understand now, one of you sings the red face and the other sings the bad face, of course, You two are such a great team!"

Ever since Frank leaned forward to take over the weapon system, Poflisco had been pinned under Frank Castor's body. Frank Castor's entire two hundred-pound weight was on top of him, making him almost out of breath. Come on, it's better when it's all over.

"Ah!" Porflisco suddenly let out a cry of pain. It was Frank who accidentally slammed an elbow on Porflisco's face when he sat back. Although he didn't use much force, he still let him Porflisko cried out in pain.

"I'm really sorry! Are you okay?" Frank apologized, while reaching out to touch Poflisco's wound, but he blocked it in a hurry, and said in a panic: "No, no, no, I'm fine!"

How dare he let a murderous person like Frank Caster come into contact with him, who knows whether the family he just said did it on purpose!

Although Poflisco didn't say anything, Frank knew what he was thinking, smiled and ignored him, turned his head to look at Strange, and asked in a deep voice: "Stephen, where are we going next? "

"How about over there?" Poflisco suddenly pointed to a certain direction in the lower city, and there, a puff of smoke had already risen into the sky.

"It seems that your gangster friends are quite busy!" Strange turned his head and glanced at Poflisco, and said, "Let's get involved too."

The magic fluctuations in the mid-air have allowed Strange to lock the location of the accident first. The strong smoke reminded him of another explosion that happened in Fasili's restaurant before. The things were very similar, but I hope that when they arrive, there won't be a group of half-human, half-beast monsters waiting for them to clean up, then the whole thing will really be hidden.

Frank Castor also thought of this, and he said with a livid face: "Those bastards have already done something wrong in those places, I know what I will do, if I can turn human beings into a nightmare for other monsters... "

Things were worse than Strange and Frank Castor had expected. When they arrived by plane, the scene was already in chaos.

The residence of the Steele Greve family is a tavern, which has already become a pile of ruins. Above the ruins, countless half-human, half-beast monsters are emerging from the inside, and the tavern is surrounded by people. Pedestrians and police, and those monsters are rushing towards pedestrians and police.

It is completely conceivable what kind of tragic situation will happen once those monsters break into the crowd!

(End of this chapter)