Chapter 247

Name:My Guardian Mr Bo Author:Fu Jiu
"Boss, we Let's go. "

"Go? Where to? I haven't received her yet... "

Bo Yan's voice was very slow and deep, but after listening carefully, it was not difficult to notice that his voice was a little hoarse and trembling. His slender hands had already been tightly grasped.

On the back of the hand, there was a faint green muscle beating.

“……”

Airy looked at the scarlet color of his eyes and closed them powerlessly.

After a few seconds, he turned around and called to ask people on this side to come as soon as possible to check the final whereabouts of the airliner.

If you're lucky, maybe you can find their little miss Wreckage.

Bo Yan stood here for half an hour, but Ai Rui finally couldn't help but come forward and said in a deep voice, "boss, people can't be reborn after death. At present, we still need to do as soon as possible..."

"Who are you saying is dead?"

Ai Rui's words seemed to stimulate him. Before he finished, he was interrupted by Bo Yan's low roar. He gasped, but there was a terrible stillness in his long eyes.

"Boss..."

Ai Rui's lip flap moved, and what else to say. As a result, a dark figure hit him. He threw himself away and ran into the pillar of the airport. People around him screamed and looked at them in amazement.

Ai Rui covered her chest and snorted with pain. Looking at their old bodies, she bit her teeth and ran after them.

Now, finding the "little lady's body" is the key.

……

But an hour ago -

at this time, the plane that crashed.

The plane is falling rapidly, and the explosion is earlier than Angela imagined. Fortunately, the explosion power is reduced, and there are not too many casualties.

But even at this time, the plane is falling rapidly.

An Ge'er did not give up, and the sweat on her forehead was constantly overflowing. Now she has forgotten life and death and only wants to make the people on this plane land safely.

Now it's not far from the landing point. There's a big leak in the oil tank. Now it doesn't take much oil to fall. Angela thinks that if everything is still possible, she plans to try to let the plane take off again at a suitable altitude.

People in the cabin screamed, scared, hugged, and in a mess.

Just when they thought that the plane would crash on the island ground, less than 50 meters away from the ground, they saw that the head of the plane actually had another strange arc and flew again.

But the tail of the fuselage is not so lucky, touching the ground, continuous friction and sliding, burning Mars. The fuselage bumps violently, the plane has already made a forced landing, and in the case of serious damage, the aircraft straight forward.

Seeing that the plane can't stop, but the front is the end of the island. Ange is so anxious that his palms are full of sweat.

Shit.

When she played the plane game, why didn't she want to play to the end! At least let's see how the plane stops!

I don't know how many buttons have failed. An Ge'er pressed it casually, and the plane has slid out of the runway. There are a lot of big stones and bumpy pits on the island. The gall of angoer liver will gush out.

But it was just that the plane went forward bumpy and bumpy for a hundred meters and failed to stop.

An Ge'er can't regret this time. When she looks up, the island is near the end. If she can't stop again, the plane will rush down!

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