My card game came true

Chapter 294 Aircraft
Originally, Song Luo wanted to leave, but suddenly felt a strange energy fluctuation here.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be such a situation, which made me lose a ring for nothing.

"Ring of Bones"

"The ring used for sacrifices, after being worn, continuously absorbs the wearer's life to sacrifice to the gods."

"Binded items cannot be used."

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

Then why did I get this thing?

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

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

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

Song Luo just squinted at the man, didn't speak, took it as air, and walked directly to the back, preparing to join his team members.

Seeing that Song Luo ignored him, his entire body trembling with neon anger, he pointed at Song Luo, and was about to say something, but found that his skin was rapidly rotting.

"This this……"

Seeing this situation, he trembled twice, and raised his hands in disbelief. Before he could react, when the wind blew, the flesh and blood dissipated with the wind like sand, replaced by a pair of bare bones!
As soon as the strong wind blew, the whole body dissipated completely, forming a pile of white skeletons, and then scattered on the ground.

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

There was no other possibility of survival.

This is why Song Luo regards it as air.

What is there to say about dead people?
Anyway, Song Luo thought so, and the result was exactly as Song Luo imagined.

Song Luo returned along the original road, 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 many guys with Asian faces were bewitched by the skeleton and accepted the ring.

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

But having said that, since it exists, it must have the value of its existence, there is no doubt about it.

That being the case, I should collect them together to prevent them from being used in the future.

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

Wang Ting, Lu Chong and the others were not in any hurry. Instead, they carried out emergency rescue with the superhumans from Citigroup until Song Luo rushed back.

"Mr. Song."

As soon as Song Luo came back, it was not his team members who greeted him, but Abel.

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

There is no intersection between Abel and himself, and the only intersection is at the airport during the day today.

Song Luo didn't understand that Abel gave himself a "New Year's gift package" as soon as they met.

What on earth is this guy thinking? I don't have any friendship with him!

Could it be to ask 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 away from the central area."

Without hesitation, Song Luo spoke decisively and interrupted everything: "I still have some things to tell my team members, so I won't talk to Mr. Able."

This series of words left Abel speechless. He could only nodded and said to Song Luo: "Okay, Mr. Song, please help yourself. I'll leave first."

After that, Abel left here.

Song Luo looked at Abel's leaving figure, and said to Wang Ting, "He's been here all this time?"

"Almost, he has been here since the Kangaroo Country personnel were settled." Wang Ting glanced at Abel, and said the same, "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 the point of view of myself and Abel, I really only met today.

What kind of mentality is this guy?
But no matter what his mentality is, he won't have much friendship with him.

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

After all, the kangaroo country is not very good at dealing with himself and others in terms of position.

"In that case, let's leave him alone." Wang Ting said, "This guy is sneaky. He probably 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 transcendent to inquire about 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, let's clean up the skeletons and do your own work."

Song Luo ordered: "We are here this time to save the people of Citigroup who are living in dire straits."

Lu Chong didn't speak, he still hid himself in a low-key manner, trying to integrate himself into the environment of the night.

Song Luo didn't know what Lu Chong had gone through, how could a guy who was originally quite high-spirited become so silent now.

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

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

Mr. Liang is a Level [-] Transcendent, and he is currently the strongest in the team. After he came to Citi Country, he led the team to the most dangerous city, and he never met Song Luo.

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

Song Luo didn't know anything about Mr. Liang's name and what he looked like.

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

To Song Luo's surprise, the voice on the other end of the phone turned out to be a female voice.

The voice was kind and serious.

Through this voice, Song Luo was able to imagine a middle-aged female image on the righteous side that often appears in TV dramas.

As for why it is Mr. Liang... It is also easy to understand. After all, in the era of enlightenment a hundred years ago, those who were well-educated, respected, or made outstanding contributions to society were called Mr. men and women.

In this way, it is natural to call him Mr.

It can also be regarded as a relatively common method in the extraordinary system.

As for why not directly claim an official position?
Oh, the beholder sees benevolence.

"The local casualties are relatively heavy. The sixth-level skeleton monsters 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 are no casualties. Nothing happened, only something happened to the host, Citigroup, and a fourth-level transcendent died."

"She was unlucky. She encountered the sixth-level monster directly, and then disappeared directly."

Song Luo told the truth.

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

It was also thanks to her running around, otherwise it would have been a waste of time to kill her.

And it's hard to find excuses.

"Her death has nothing to do with us, so don't take it too seriously."

Mr. Liang's voice didn't stop at all, as if he had already known about the death of Citigroup Transcendent: "Thank you, Team Leader Song. If you encounter any danger, you should put your own safety first."

This is natural.

Song Luo was not noble enough to use his life to save some strangers.

Help if you can.

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

After all, I am just a member of the rescue team from the other side of the ocean.

At most he can be regarded as a group leader.

……

In this period when everyone is flying out of Citigroup, although flights to the capital of Citigroup are still going on, there are basically not many people booking tickets.

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

There were very few passengers on the flight, only about 30 to [-] people, and each of them looked a little uneasy.

Most of them came to their hometowns from the European Settlement Association, and they were going to pick up their families and go to Europe to live a good life.

However, there are also some people who are unlucky.

In order to make a living, they were sent to Citigroup by the company to prepare for some matters.

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

He went to Citigroup this time for big news.

He can be regarded as a journalist and an Internet celebrity.

He broke the news about extraordinary events on the Internet. Wherever there are extraordinary events, there is him.

On Twitter, he is one of those bloggers with millions of followers.

Millions may seem like a lot, but they are not.

After all, in today's society, there are countless people who rely on extraordinary news to increase their fans overnight. A guy who was originally a third-rate Hollywood actress has awakened his talent, and now he has begun to expose various situations of the extraordinary world on the Internet. The number of fans has increased to tens of millions, and it is about to break through the billion mark... This is the data of attention, and those who do not use Twitter but know her name are more.

In this environment, it is not an easy matter to rely on the consultation of extraordinary people to make a living.

As an Internet blogger who has been popular before, he is not so willing to be tepid on the Internet, so he made up his mind to take a risk and go to Citigroup to personally report the situation there.

In fact, he had already inquired about it.

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

When the time comes, I know an exaggerated title, and then take a picture of the material on the Internet, wouldn't I gain fans for no reason?
No panic at all.

It's just that when the plane flew over Citigroup, he suddenly saw a monkey-like toy appearing in front of him.

"what is this?"

He was a little startled, and couldn't help but look at the little monkey toy, and took a closer look.

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

Why did this thing appear here, is it another passenger's?
He raised his head vaguely and looked around, only to find that there were no passengers around him: in fact, there were not many passengers on the entire flight, and there was no one at all.

So where did this toy come from?
This idea only flickered in the man's mind for a moment, and soon, the man found that there seemed to be something in the mouth of the little monkey toy.

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

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

Kind of like a fortune cookie in a Chinese restaurant.

"interesting."

Anyway, idle is idle, the man didn't 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 its mouth.

"You are going to die, everyone is going to die."

Looking at this note, the man frowned, a little annoyed.

Whose prank is this?
He raised his head and looked around carefully, but he didn't find any passenger looking in his direction, so he turned his head and continued to look at the little monkey toy in his hand, feeling a little uncertain.

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

"The cause of your death is very simple. At 23:14, the flight you were on will have an air crash, the plane will crash, and everyone will die, including you."

The handwriting is a little distorted and blurred, and it is still written in red and bold.

This situation made the man short of breath.

Now he didn't think it was a prank.

after all……

He is an extraordinary information blogger!
If the first note was just a prank to him, there is definitely something wrong with the second note!
"Damn, what's going on?!"

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

At this moment, it was raining lightly in the clouds, and the pattering rainwater slapped on the glass, but the man didn't realize that there was a possibility of a plane crash.

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

3 minutes, 3 minutes!
The man was trembling all over, and after seeing the man's condition, the flight attendant hurried over and asked with concern: "Sir, what's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?"

After finishing speaking, the stewardess waved her hand again, as if signaling her companion to bring a medical kit and other tools.

The man did not speak, but stared fixedly at the window. Outside the window, a large blood-red mist appeared in front of him!
"No, don't, don't go in!"

The man screamed miserably, but it had no effect. The plane crashed straight into the blood mist!
"Boom--!!!"

The entire plane began to tremble violently, and with a burst of thunder, the plane landed rapidly!
(End of this chapter)