Super Manufacturing Force

After tumbling in the air for a while, feeling that he was far away from the explosion, Zhao Xu immediately turned the sponge and steel plate into ashes.

The sun suddenly shined on the body, warm.

Zhao Xu opened his eyes and immediately scared his eyelids, and saw that he was less than thirty meters away from the ground. If he fell down, it would definitely become muddy.

He spread his wings immediately, and the huge updraft drove him out.

"Hum ... thankfully, the reaction is fast enough!" Zhao Xu wiped the sweat from his head and stunned the helicopter over the distance, hovering and hovering directly: "Haha, cubs, your grandpa and grandpa are here!"

At this time, the pilot was running away in a helicopter, and the expression of Ao Jiao had just disappeared. He did not expect that even the clustered bullets could not take Zhao Xu.

"Not a man, that guy is definitely not a man!" The pilot's mouth was bleak, and his body was sweating like rain, just as if it had just been removed from the water.

"Huh? What sound?" Sitting behind, his eyes widened in surprise, as if he heard some sort of howling.

The two turned their heads and looked out of the window. They almost panicked and saw a small missile rushing over in the distance.

"Baga Road, where's the missile?" The man jumped up from his seat in shock and hit his head directly on the top of the helicopter: "Oh, it hurts me, hell, don't run anymore, waiting to be beaten Blow it up? "

The pilot ran away from the helicopter while frighteningly roaring: "The missile must have been made by Zhao Xu, the **** of the sky, don't you love us anymore, why do you want this weird guy to exist in this world? , Drop a thunder to kill him! "

The speed of the missile is thousands of kilometers per hour. Even the speed of Zhao Xu's flying backpack is not comparable. The helicopter wants to run even more nonsense.

As soon as the helicopter flew less than a hundred meters away, the missile slammed into it: "Well ..."

The helicopter was struck sideways for more than 20 meters before it came to a halt.

The two eyes were scared and rounded, but after waiting for a long time, they found that the missile did not explode at all: "What's the situation?"

At this time, I saw Zhao Xu's figure suddenly appeared on the left side of the helicopter, and the two smiled and beckoned: "The two are unhappy, I just made a foul play, didn't scare you? Hey, this is just an appetizer Dish, guys, are you ready for the next show? "

"You don't want to come over!" The pilot collapsed in fright. He twisted the joystick and turned the helicopter almost to the right. He was almost thrown out of the plane when he was unprepared.

"Baga, you're crazy!" His men yelled in horror.

The pilot cried with a sad face: "I'm just going crazy, Baga, why should we provoke that guy, I ... oh my, he's catching up again!"

"Nani?" Turning his head, he saw Zhao Xu's figure appearing out of the window, and he was frightened. "Hurry, run away ... you, why don't you turn this time?"

He was scolded with anger, but found that the pilot was cyanotic, with his eyes wide as if seeing a ghost, so he looked down the pilot's eyes, and suddenly opened his mouth in horror.

Seeing the joystick in the pilot's hand, it turned strangely from top to bottom and quickly turned into ashes.

"This ... what's going on?" The men felt only a coolness, and ran into the head along the backbone, stuttering.

"How do I know?" The pilot was almost afraid of a sudden cardiac arrest: "It must be that guy, it must be his ghost!"

"How is it possible that he hasn't come in yet, is this guy ... a ghost?" The man thought of hitting a spirit here, and quickly shook his head, afraid to think again: "What now, how do we land without the joystick?"

"No ... nothing, and a sub-joystick!" As soon as the pilot had finished speaking, he saw the sub-joystick, and it turned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

They were dumbfounded.

He opened his mouth and hesitated, "Is there ... a third joystick?"

"There is a fart!" The pilot yelled and turned on the automatic hovering function, and then jumped up directly from his seat: "Stupidly doing something, don't hurry up and parachute, waiting for the oil to fall!"

His men finally reacted, and quickly found the parachute and prepared to carry it on his back.

But at this moment, the parachute was turned to ashes in an instant, and his snot tears came down directly: "Do you need to be so hard, and don't we have a way to live?"

Perhaps he heard his voice, and saw that a small part of the pile of ashes suddenly began to condense, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a big toy parachute with a string of English written on it.

He didn't understand English, so he wanted to pull the pilot to ask, but at this time he found that the pilot was holding another toy parachute, with his eyes wide open and reading the words above: "Just jump on my back, please die!"

The men almost spit out old blood, this **** thing is to play dead and not pay.

Suddenly, a rattling sound of "Kaka Kaka" came, and then the helicopter swayed violently, and the two looked out in horror, and saw Zhao Xufei flying in the distance, shooting a strand of spider silk in his hand. , Tightly wrapped around the rotor.

After all, the rotating power of the rotor is quite large, otherwise it would not be possible to fly with a helicopter, so although it was initially entangled with spider silk, it still could rotate at high speed.

But the spider silk in Zhao Xu's hands seemed endless, ten shares ... 20 shares ... 50 shares ... 100 shares ... 500 shares ...

The scary spider silk seemed to be endless. In the end, the rotor was almost wrapped into a large cocoon, and there were still a lot of spider silk hanging down, binding the rotor to the helicopter's fuselage. Can no longer continue to rotate, only a rattling "click" sound.

On the other side, Zhao Xu didn't dare to drag the helicopter directly with his arm. After all, the huge weight of the helicopter would probably break his arm.

He used the manufacturing energy to extend the two steel sticks forward on the flying backpack, and then glued all the spider silk to the steel sticks, so that the helicopter would not be dropped in the air.

"Haha, cubs, come and enjoy the last feast!"

Zhao Xu shouted with a throat, then tilted his body slightly, and began to shake the helicopter with his own center.

One lap ... two laps ... three laps ... ten laps ... thirty laps ...

As the rotation speed became faster and faster, gradually, the huge fuselage of the helicopter was thrown up, and it looked like a meteor hammer danced by people. The "whirling" wind howling was deafening.

The two people in the helicopter, already under the action of centrifugal force, were tightly attached to the wall of the aircraft. They could not move at all and could only beg for mercy.

"Don't turn anymore. I can't stand it. I was wrong. I must be a good person in the future. Please let me go!"

"Mr. Zhao Xu, Uncle Zhao Xu, please ... please stop, I'm wrong, I'm really wrong, I don't want to die!"

But no matter how the two roared, their voices could only be drowned out by the growing wind and howls.

I don't know how many laps they made, and the two felt their bones were broken. Suddenly, there was a sound of something breaking, and then they felt that they finally stopped spinning and began to shuttle far away at a very high speed.

They knew that Zhao Xu finally let go of the spider silk, which also meant that their lives were coming to an end, but at this moment, the two felt uneasy for no reason: "Finally, there is no need to face this devil anymore, God bless the sky, you still Love us! "

Apparently, in their view, facing Zhao Xu was tortured even more terribly than death! 2k novel reading network