blogombal Chapter 52 Revenge from Zhao Kaiming
Chapter 52 Revenge from Zhao Kaiming
"Why is there a watch on this arm?" Sun Rui looked at the strange arm.
He suddenly remembered something and returned to the cabin with the arm.
"Do you recognize this watch?" Sun Rui asked the panicked flight attendant, holding up his arm.
The flight attendant instinctively covered her mouth. How could someone be holding a severed human arm with such a blank expression?
"...This is the captain's watch. I saw the captain before takeoff today, and it's on his wrist," the flight attendant said.
"It seems it really is as I imagined." Sun Rui stroked his chin, then disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Please keep this safe for me and observe its changes; this is very important," Sun Rui said.
Liu Qi was startled when he saw the arm in his hand; he could sense that it was the arm of a vengeful ghost.
"Is this thing dangerous?"
"Not for the time being," Sun Rui said.
"Okay, what are you going to do next?" Liu Qi asked.
"Keep the plane flying," Sun Rui said.
He planned to use the Ghost Haze to temporarily repair the plane, and then use the Ghost Domain to increase its speed, so that he could get through the first half. After that, it would depend on Liu Qi.
Sun Rui disappeared from Liu Qi's sight.
"The Ghost Domain is a truly terrifying ability," Liu Qi muttered.
……
Sun Rui entered the driver's cab, which was in complete disarray.
All the instruments on the dashboard were alarming wildly, indicating that the plane was beyond saving.
The captain's arm was severed and he was dead, while the co-pilot was unconscious, with a look of terror still lingering on his face.
"Wake up." He patted the co-pilot's face hard.
This is a blond, blue-eyed foreign man with a foreign name on his name tag.
"%%%%%￥#……" the co-pilot said in horror.
"What are you babbling about? Can you speak Chinese? What's your name?" Sun Rui asked.
"I know a little. My Chinese name is Paul. There are evil spirits on the plane!" Paul immediately switched to heavily accented Chinese.
"What does that evil spirit you're talking about look like?" Sun Rui asked.
"I...didn't see it. Calvin was killed," Paul said, pointing to the body beside him.
The body was extremely pale due to excessive blood loss, and the person was very emaciated, as if all the blood had been drained, but there was not a trace of blood in the driver's cab.
Sun Rui kicked the dashboard in the driver's seat, and a large amount of blood flowed out instantly.
"No wonder there wasn't a drop of blood here; it turns out it was all inside."
"Enough with the small talk, the plane is out of control, and I have to save its fate," Sun Rui said.
"No, now no one but God can save this plane..." Paul said helplessly.
As the co-pilot, he has now given up hope and is even praying.
"Follow me!" Sun Rui said, then disappeared from the cockpit.
"What... is this magic? This person can actually use magic!" Paul stared in astonishment at the scene before him. He had been traveling between America and this great Eastern country and had heard many legends about them, but he never expected to actually see it for himself.
But the next second his pants were soaked.
Because at that moment he was sitting on the wing, with the sea getting closer and closer below.
"Try to recall what the plane looked like when it was intact. It doesn't need to be a complete picture, just a rough one will do," Sun Rui said.
A thick fog began to envelop the entire aircraft.
"God, why can't I feel any wind..." Paul felt like he was sitting in the cockpit, with not a breath of wind blowing through him. Sitting on the black wing made him very uncomfortable, as if he were being watched by something.
"Don't waste your time, do as I say, or you will all die," Sun Rui said.
The fog closed in.
"Yes, I understand, great magician, I will obey your will," Paul said devoutly.
Sun Rui nodded in satisfaction. Paul had been chanting "God" and then he gave himself some "special effects," and it turned out to be quite effective.
As Paul closed his eyes and slowly recalled the events, the plane began to gradually recover.
When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the driver's seat.
"Full speed ahead, the faster the better, I can't keep going like this for long," Sun Rui said.
"Okay...okay." Paul nodded. He was truly shocked today. This person's magical power must be exceptionally strong.
The plane, which was originally crashing, began to climb, and its speed even exceeded its original limit.
This is because Sun Rui covered the fuselage with Ghost Domain, so now this thing looks more like two engines flying in the air, with the weight of the rest of the body borne by Sun Rui.
then.
A jet-black plane, occasionally emitting flames and mist, flew rapidly toward the United States.
Inside the first class cabin.
The arm that Liu Qi had been staring at changed.
The black color on the surface slowly disappeared until the normal flesh color was revealed.
"How could this be? It has completely lost its supernatural power." Liu Qi frowned.
Blood was flowing from both ends of the arm, which had completely lost its supernatural power.
"This is just a supernatural phenomenon. What kind of vengeful ghost could do this?"
At the same time, Sun Rui also sensed that the area that the ghostly haze could not cover had disappeared, and he could also tell through the ghostly domain that the supernatural power in his arm had disappeared.
"Could it be a wishing ghost?" Sun Rui muttered.
He only knew that this kind of supernatural power could be granted by wish-granting ghosts, which could grant supernatural powers to people for a short period of time, or even turn people into ghosts for a short time.
"Did you come into contact with any strangers before you and the captain boarded the plane?" Sun Rui asked.
"We encounter so many strangers every day, I don't know who you're referring to," Paul replied.
"A man who always stands on a cane, missing a leg," Sun Rui described Zhao Kaiming's appearance.
"Let me think..."
As Paul recounted his memories, a figure appeared in the cockpit—it was Zhao Kaiming.
It only appeared for a moment before being abruptly shattered by something.
"It really was him! And the wishing ghost seems to have sensed my spying." Sun Rui's eyes narrowed.
"I remember seeing someone similar during the last flight when we had to refuel in Okawa City," Paul said.
"Dachuan City? That's the city Li Leping is in charge of..." Sun Rui took a deep breath.
He always felt that things weren't that simple. Li Leping was not weak now, but he had his own problems.
"Never mind, let's finish this delivery mission first, and settle accounts with Zhao Kaiming when we get back to China!" Sun Rui thought with his eyes closed.
As time passed, Sun Rui could feel the vengeful spirit within him gradually stirring.
"It seems that prolonged use is not feasible. Let Liu Qi handle it next." Sun Rui frowned.
He returned to first class.
"Now it's your turn to take over. I will reclaim my supernatural powers," Sun Rui said.
Liu Qi nodded: "Leave it to me."
Sun Rui withdrew the power of the vengeful spirit, and in that instant, the plane returned to its original damaged state, and violent turbulence began.
The next moment, Sun Rui felt a blur before his eyes, as if he had been locked in some kind of supernatural space. When he opened his eyes again, he found that the plane had already landed on the ground.
At this moment, Liu Qi looked as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, completely exhausted, and the pain on his face was uncontrollable.
"He can actually control a ghost like this? Or is it the effect of his supernatural artifacts?" Sun Rui looked at Liu Qi and didn't touch him.
Quietly watching from the side.
Liu Qi quickly stood up.
"I'm fine now, the matter has been resolved, I'm leaving." Liu Qi seemed to have lost all emotion, numbly saying these words.
"Do as you please." Sun Rui stepped aside.
He could sense that something was wrong with Liu Qi now; the vengeful spirit within him seemed to have fully revived, but had not died.