116 Fist Talk

"Tsk... I didn't expect to be found out so quickly..." Faced with Sancheng's astonishing offensive of presenting facts and reasoning, the beauty with a Guo face finally took off her disguise.A gloomy smile appeared on his gloomy face, "But... what can you do? Kill me? This is just a projection, you will still be trapped here..."

"Well..." The questions are really one after another. Even if the other party confirms his guess, [-]% of how to escape from the dream is the bride getting into the sedan chair - the first time.But with a lot of experience in reading films, he has been able to sort out several feasible methods. "Escape is really a problem. Although I already know that I am in a dream, convincing the subconscious mind of the brain is still a challenge. Hard work. First of all, I didn't agree with myself a code to tell whether I was in a dream..."

This is a small prop that the dream thieves in Inception set for themselves to prevent themselves from being confused between dreams and reality, just like the protagonist's top that never needs to stop in dreams.

"You can't kill yourself directly...Although it is a dream, if your brain believes that you are dead, then you are really dead..."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't expect you to understand dreams so well... Although I am not strong, many guys with simple minds and well-developed limbs have not been able to escape my dreams..."

"I know this without you having to tell me. If you had that ability, you would have come out and beaten me up a long time ago..." Although it is said that the stronger the mental power in the dream, the stronger the person who is more confident in himself, but The reference object in the dream is still myself in reality, so this mysterious "Freddy" is obviously a very weak person in reality and does not have the ability to confront him head-on.I can only hope to use words, time, and despair to drag myself down. "The second way is... I can find out the core of the dream, which is your identity..."

Looking around, Sancheng realized that this seemed to be quite a painful thing. There might be hundreds of people sitting on the plane, and there might even be a certain item... After searching the cabin, there was still a luggage compartment. What if he couldn't get into the cab? manage?

"Well, it seems that it doesn't work either..."

"Freddy", who was holding his proud breasts with both hands, was also confident. He praised Sancheng's intelligence in a rather appreciative tone: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's good to know. Believe me, you can't escape... Slowly feel the despair, Slowly become indifferent to life, and then slowly die here..."

"I'm very sorry...I don't have such a bad habit..." At this point, he could only use the last method to wake himself up, which was the state of weightlessness.The most direct way was to jump off the plane, but just in case, he decided to play it safe, "You also have to believe me... When I escape, I will beat you up!"

"Want to escape? It's useless..." The cockpit and cabin doors had already been locked by "Freddy". Looking at Sancheng rushing towards the nose of the plane, the dream master just responded with a mocking look. smile.

"Whether it works or not, you will know after you try it..." Sure enough, according to Sancheng's memory, he found the parachute bag in the place where the flight attendants rested... Skydiving every day is the most exciting thing.Now even if he didn't wake up when he jumped, Sancheng is still confident that he can save his life and not become a box. He will slowly think of a way next, "Now it's just a matter of finding a way out..."

All the strength in his body surged toward his right foot, and he stepped heavily on the hard metal ground of the aircraft. There was a crisp sound, as if his right foot made of poured steel bars connected with the ground.

There was a violent collision.

boom!

The violent vibrations were many times stronger than the convective weather just now.

"What do you want to do!" The calm "Freddy" finally showed a somewhat panicked look. Fortunately, the sturdy aircraft withstood [-]% of the damage, "This is useless..."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how could it be useless?" Just like Sancheng had verified before, everything here was generated according to his own memory.It's just that some information is buried in the subconscious, and [-]% of it cannot be recalled if you don't work hard to discover it.Just like the toilet is the toilet of a green car, there are settings such as umbrella bags in that place.In Sancheng's memory, airplanes are not a safe means of transportation. "It seems that the strength I have accumulated over the years has not been lost at all. It's just that I can't exert my full strength without Pokémon around, but... breaking a layer of iron is still More than enough!”

"What! Do you want to punch through this iron bird with your bare hands?"

Well, the other party's description is quite appropriate. Isn't this a steel-type Pokémon? But as a fighting-type Pokémon... there is no reason why it can't be defeated: "Watch carefully!"

If you don’t believe in the things in your dreams, they will never happen!

The kick just now was not a waste of energy. On the one hand, it was to test the limit of his strength, and on the other hand, it was also to understand the structure of the aircraft.Vibration is a very effective detection method. [-]% of it is not radar, but the stability of the aircraft structure can be felt through the strength of the vibration.The obvious vibrations indicated that the structure was not that strong, so Sancheng found a suitable place to start.

"Continuous serious punches!"

call!With a long sigh of relief, Sancheng took a stance, clenched his fists with both hands, and waved out an afterimage.

"Oh la, oh la, oh la, oh la..."

when!when!when!when!There were constant crisp collision sounds. This was no longer a confrontation between flesh and blood and steel monsters, but an evenly matched fight.What matters is whether the attacker falls to the ground due to exhaustion or the defender is shattered.

"Impossible...impossible..." After spending such a long time with humans, "Freddy" has never seen such a fierce human being. What kind of monster can cause such huge destructive power, "Dreamland" The things in the book are obviously not real..."

Click, click, click, click, the sound of tiny metal deformation came from under the fist, Sanzheng looked happy, as long as the attack was effective, it was only a matter of time before he could escape: "You are right, these things are just imaginary. ...The difference is just my imagination or yours... Unfortunately, this time it seems to be based on my memory! So according to my memory, under such power... this piece of iron sheet is simply unbearable one strike!"

"Oh!"

The suddenly swollen right arm hit the bottom of the depression hard, and after a brief moment of stagnation... a smooth and penetrating feeling came from the fist.

But the strong winds tens of thousands of meters high as imagined did not take the opportunity to pour into the cabin and sweep across everything.Confused, Sancheng withdrew his fist, and all he saw was nothingness...

PS: Damn it, my USB flash drive was found. It was borrowed by an unscrupulous leader. He didn’t tell me at all, and he didn’t return it after using it.There is something MMP must say next!Continue skydiving at night and become a boxer.

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