There is only one life, and Wang Lang, who cherishes his life, does not dare to take an uncertain action easily, so the worn-out parachute bag on his body must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.
Recalling that he was walking on the road last year, an off-road vehicle crossed the green belt and crashed into him. He had a feeling that since he was a child, he had not been very lucky. If he brought this unreliable parachute bag from
If you jump off this private plane, you will most likely fall to your death.
Wang Lang walked through the aisle. At this time, the other four people, after being reminded by Wang Lang, reached for the seats under them and hurriedly opened the life-saving box.
Just when Wang Lang passed by the bald man with glasses, he discovered that there was a person lying next to the seat of the bald man with glasses. To be precise, it was a man who had passed out and peed his pants.
As the bald man with glasses opened the life-saving box, he noticed Wang Lang's eyes and quickly waved his hand and explained, "This is none of my business, I don't know him.
When he woke up, he was so frightened that he peed his pants, and then he unbuckled his seat belt. The plane bumped, and he lost his balance for a moment. His head hit the roof of the cabin and he fainted on the spot... What a bad luck.
Smells like urine."
Sure enough, there was a faint red stain near the luggage rack, which proved exactly what the bald eyes said.
Wang Lang didn't want to pay attention at first, but after thinking about it, he approached the unconscious man who wet his pants and sniffed. He was breathing weakly. Although he seemed to be alive, he was probably not far from death.
If it were any other time, Wang Lang would have enthusiastically helped the man in diapers call an ambulance, but now he was ten thousand meters above the ground, and he couldn't even protect himself...
"I found it!" At this moment, the girl in the nightgown dug out a parachute bag, cried with joy, and carried it directly behind her back.
Wang Lang glanced back inadvertently and found that the parachute bag the girl in the nightgown was looking for was the same as his own, of the same style, and also a little shabby.
When the girl in the nightgown found the parachute bag, the tattooed man stood up from his seat with a gloomy look.
I saw a green metal helmet in his hand...and a life jacket.
This 'cuckold' looks like a bulletproof helmet used by soldiers. A helmet is useless in this situation!
As for the life jacket...you can imagine it with your toes. Without a parachute, if you jump out wearing a life jacket, your body will hit the water and immediately become a pulp.
No wonder the tattooed man's tattoo turned black. Is this God hinting that his days are numbered?
The one-eyed middle-aged man looked helpless and found a life jacket and a flashlight from the life-saving box... What are you doing? Do you want to use a flashlight to send an SOS distress signal to the outside world in an airplane at an altitude of 10,000 meters?
"No, I don't have a parachute here." The bald man with glasses turned pale and his hands were empty.
"The situation is not good..." Wang Lang frowned and his expression became more solemn.
The current situation is that there are five survivors on the crashing private plane, but there are only two unreliable parachute bags.
The tattooed man squinted his eyes and looked back and forth between Wang Lang and the girl in the nightgown for a moment.
The mess of props that everyone found in this life-saving box was really shocking. Five people and two parachute bags were not enough.
Under the sinister glance of the tattooed man, the others did not dare to take a breath.
After all, this tattooed man is strong and strong, and he is a ruthless man who is ready to rob and kill people. Naturally, there is a ferocious look in his eyes that ordinary people cannot have.
The atmosphere became increasingly solemn, and the cameras installed in the cabin silently recorded everything.
The plane was still falling downwards at a terrifying speed, and everyone clung to the seats next to them to stabilize their bodies.
Suddenly, the girl in the nightgown rushed towards the cabin door like crazy!
"Stop!" the tattooed man sneered. He had been prepared, and his movements were actually a bit faster than the girl in the nightgown.
He reached out with one hand, grabbed the girl in the nightgown by the neck, and pressed the girl in the nightgown against the cabin door.
"Hand over the parachute bag, don't force me... I can break your neck with one hand." The tattooed man stuck out his tongue and licked the girl's face in the nightgown that was red from being pinched, and said with a wicked smile,
"She is so beautiful, it would be a pity if her neck was broken."
At this moment, the girl in the nightgown had wide eyes and bulging eyes. She was being strangled by the tattooed man, making it difficult to breathe and the whites of her eyes gradually turned up.
"Don't... say it carefully if you have anything to say! Let's find a way together, maybe we can survive together."
The bald man with glasses was sweating coldly. He just took a step forward, as if he wanted to stop the tattooed man from using force. However, when he saw the tattooed man's vicious eyes, he immediately pulled back his feet before they could even land.
"Hmph!" The tattooed man snorted coldly, grabbed the parachute bag from behind the girl in the nightgown, and pushed it, causing the girl in the nightgown to hit the ground heavily.
With the turbulence of the plane, the girl in the nightgown rolled on the ground and was bumped several times. Many scars and bruises soon appeared on her hands and feet.
"Cough cough cough... vomit..." The girl in the nightgown who was almost strangled to death by the tattooed man turned from red to white. She finally managed to stabilize her body in the bumps, then lay on the ground and breathed heavily, letting out bursts of retching.
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When she raised her head again, she saw the cold eyes of the tattooed man and was so frightened that she kept retreating until she reached the edge with nowhere to retreat.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." The tattooed man glanced greedily at the frightened girl in the nightgown, seemingly a little nostalgic, but he quickly put the parachute bag on his back and looked back at several people with different expressions.
Then he smiled coldly.
"There is one parachute bag left, you guys just grab it slowly! When I get the bonus of 200 spiritual stones, I will give some sticks of incense to your dead people..."
After saying that, the tattooed man opened the cabin door forcefully without saying a word.
"Huh..." The moment the cabin door was opened, the air in the cabin surged crazily out of the cabin under the huge pressure difference.
The tattooed man did not hesitate for a moment. After opening the door, he jumped out of the plane in a cool and unrestrained manner.
In the blink of an eye, the tattooed man carrying a parachute bag disappeared from the eyes of the other four people.
"Zi..."
Shortly after the tattooed man jumped out of the plane with a parachute bag on his back, the long-silent broadcast suddenly resounded with the mysterious man's deep and somewhat hoarse voice.
But the content of this voice made everyone at the scene change their expressions drastically.
"Zi... There are still eleven minutes until the plane lands successfully... All contestants, please fasten your seat belts..."
There were only eleven minutes left to survive, and no one was in the mood to care about it at this time, so the broadcast called the crash of the plane a successful landing.
Wang Lang lowered his body to avoid being carried out of the cabin by the strong airflow. It took him about ten seconds to return to his seat, then took off the emergency oxygen supply mask and greedily sucked in the high-concentration oxygen from the oxygen supply equipment.
While breathing oxygen, Wang Lang's brain did not stop thinking.
As the cabin door opened, the oxygen in the cabin quickly lost. The man with glasses, the girl in nightgown, and the one-eyed middle-aged man all understood the reason for Wang Lang's actions.
I saw the other three struggling to return to their seats. Like Wang Lang, they took off the oxygen supply device and greedily sucked in fresh oxygen. But even so, this could only allow them to live a little longer.
While everyone was breathing oxygen, the remaining four people had different expressions and their eyes wandered, as if they were all guessing what the others were thinking.
They all understand that this wave of oxygen inhalation is particularly critical in the next action.
"Zizzizi... Hehe, there are still 6 minutes until the plane lands successfully... All contestants, please return to your seats and fasten your seat belts..."
The low and hoarse voice actually broadcast the previous content again. This is reminding everyone to act as soon as possible!
After 6 minutes, time was running out. Wang Lang, who was the first to take oxygen, was the first to move. Everyone's expressions changed.
They all thought that Wang Lang was going to jump down with the last parachute while others were not paying attention.
The one-eyed middle-aged man and the girl in a nightgown moved, as if to block Wang Lang's escape route.
But no one expected that Wang Lang would arrive in front of the one-eyed middle-aged man at the fastest speed and take off the parachute bag from behind.
"Do you want it?" Wang Lang smiled at the one-eyed middle-aged man, whose expression froze.
"You've been staring at me for a long time, didn't you just want to grab the parachute while I wasn't paying attention?" Wang Lang looked at the one-eyed middle-aged man calmly.
From the beginning of the game, the one-eyed middle-aged man has always seemed calm, too calm.
He just held the handrail with one hand, and his seemingly not very strong body rarely swayed even under severe bumps.
Wang Lang could tell from this that the strength of the one-eyed middle-aged man was probably only higher than that of the tattooed man, and from the very beginning, the one-eyed middle-aged man's goal was Wang Lang's parachute bag.
"Haha..." the one-eyed middle-aged man finally said,
The voice was full of anger, "Don't you want to live anymore? You actually gave up your parachute bag?"
"If I don't let you, will you let me go?" Wang Lang asked.
"If you're smart, then bring it! I'll kill you if you're introspective." The one-eyed middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Wang Lang, and stretched out his hand towards him.
Wang Lang tightened his grip on the parachute bag and said quickly, "One for one, you give me your emergency kit and I'll give you the parachute bag."
"My life-saving box?" The one-eyed middle-aged man thought for a few seconds. The strong wind howled in the cabin and the lights flickered on and off.
During the brief conversation between the two, the cabin shuddered suddenly and tilted downward again. It was about to fall headfirst into the sea, leaving everyone little time.
The one-eyed middle-aged man really couldn't figure out why Wang Lang needed his own life-saving box when he was about to die on the plane.
And he also confirmed again and again that it was indeed an ordinary life-saving box, nothing special about it.
So he didn't hesitate and took out the lifesaving box directly from under the seat.
To be continued...