Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 104 [Let's make a deal! New vest, debut! ]

When Obadiah regained consciousness, he was stunned by the furnishings he saw.

He found himself not in a car, but on his private jet?
There was even a seat belt buckled around the waist.

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"What?" Obadiah asked himself.

There was silence all around.

The sound of the plane engine that should have been heard did not appear at all.

"Strange, Assef? Where are you?"

Realized something was odd.

Obadiah frowned, quickly came to his senses, unbuckled his seat belt, and looked around.

Was he sleeping so soundly that the driver didn't wake him up but carried him on the plane?

This is impossible.

Obadiah subconsciously denied it. He knew that he was a light sleeper and would be woken up by the slightest movement. The doctor said that this was because his mind was too active.

So whenever he was in a good mood, he would call a few young models or female celebrities to accompany him, but he would always ask them to leave afterwards.

I slept very comfortably today. I didn’t have any dreams, but I didn’t fall into a deep sleep where I couldn’t wake up.

Obadiah sensed that something was not right.

He stood up, and the driver who was supposed to come up with him disappeared, and even the flight attendants were not at their posts.

"Is anyone there? Felina? Aisha?"

There was no response, which made Obadiah increasingly uneasy.

He opened the sunshade and took a look. The wings of the plane were trembling slightly and the engine had started, confirming that he had taken off.

Damn, what is going on.

After hesitating, Obadiah walked to the desk next to him and pulled out a well-maintained, cold-gleaming black pistol from the cabinet. The magazine was full.

"Crack!"

After loading the pistol quickly.

Holding the heavy pistol, Obadiah felt a little safer. He began to slow down his pace and walked towards the cockpit of the plane step by step with tense muscles.

There was no one, not a single soul was seen along the way.

The cockpit door was open and no sound of communication could be heard. Obadiah's bad premonition grew stronger.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew.

He shook his body subconsciously, turned around abruptly, and glanced around the cockpit, but found no one. The air conditioning in the cabin seemed to be a little low.

"Huh, relax, relax, there's no one."

Comfort yourself with a few words.

Obadiah turned his head and looked at the half-open cockpit door.

He hesitated.

He carefully stretched out his left hand and pushed the hatch door hard!
"Snapped!"

The cockpit door hit the threshold with a crisp thumping sound.

Obadiah assumed a standard tactical shooting posture and shouted, "Who's in there? Come out!"

But the next second, the scene he saw made Obadiah feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

“No one?!”

An electric current suddenly ran through Obadiah's body, causing him to shudder. How could this be possible?

The cockpit was also empty, without a single person!
"Oh hell!"

Obadiah quickly flashed into the cockpit, making sure that there was no one hiding in any blind spots.

Outside the cockpit windshield, one could see complete darkness, and the instrument panel showed that the plane was cruising across the United States at an altitude of 16,000 feet.

At this point, Obadiah realized that he was in big trouble.

But a hero is a hero.

After realizing that he might have fallen into a conspiracy, Obadiah did not panic too much, but quickly calmed down.

After thinking about it, Obadiah closed and locked the plane door.

"Crack!"

Make sure the hatch is locked and cannot be opened from the outside.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Obadiah didn't know who had sent him onto the plane quietly. If they wanted to kidnap him, why would they do this?
But at least he is not dead yet, which means that the person who kidnapped him has no intention of killing him for the time being.

It’s safer to stay in the cockpit than outside.

At least the small space can give people an extra sense of security, and the hatch that can only be opened from the inside can also ensure his safety.

"Now, let me see where the radio is."

Obadiah stuffed the pistol into his clothes and sat in the left driver's seat.

As a super-rich man, he has a wide range of interests and is proficient in many skills, including airplane piloting.

Obadiah was confident he could operate the twin-engine Gulfstream private jet.

But what surprised Obadiah was that the plane's radio communication seemed to be malfunctioning, and even the transponder was turned off.

This is equivalent to the entire aircraft losing contact with air traffic control and becoming an "invisible aircraft".

"Bang! Damn it!"

He tried to restart the aircraft's systems, but then found that he had no control over the plane.

The plan to control the plane's landing was shattered.

Obadiah's panic finally reached its peak, and he slammed the armrest in anger.

at this time.

Suddenly, a plain male voice came into Obadiah's ears.

"If I were you, I would take good care of this plane. After all, if it crashes, you will die with it."

"who!"

Obadiah's reaction was quick.

He had his pistol drawn in a second, pointing it towards where the sound came from - his passenger seat.

There!

The passenger seat should have been empty.

A person appeared out of nowhere, but he didn't notice it at all!
"Who are you!"

Obadiah looked at Ning Jing in shock and anger, then turned to look at his 'uninvited guest'.

The other person looked like a teenager who had not yet entered high school.

His handsome face still had a hint of childishness. He was wearing a standard Western-style suit with a golden pattern embroidered on the collar and a beautiful rose inserted on his left chest. He had the temperament of an aristocratic boy.

What is most striking is his calm expression and a pair of eyes that emit dazzling golden light.

A pair of eyes as bright as gold!
But his pupils were vertical, like those of a wild beast, without any warmth or emotion, only coldness and arrogance.

"I don't like people pointing guns at me."

The young man said in a low voice, "This is just the first time. It won't happen again."

At the same time, the boy took a sip of the lemon mint sparkling water in his hand, pushed aside the small umbrella stuck in the cup, and stretched out his tongue to roll up a piece of ice.

Obadiah noticed that the tongue of this strange boy with golden eyes was also different from that of normal people.

It is long and thin, and seems to have barbs, so it can easily wrap around ice cubes.

"Crunch! Crunch!" the young man chewed with big mouthfuls.

This strange scene made Obadiah shudder from the bottom of his heart.

"Monster, what kind of monster are you?"

"Tell me who you are and why you kidnapped me, or I will shoot you."

Fortunately, at this moment, the pistol gave Obadiah a sense of security.

He pointed the gun at the boy.

Even though there was a huge size difference between the two men, Obadiah was strong and muscular, and he should be able to defeat a young man even with his bare hands.

But he had no intention of fighting the young man with his bare hands.

The moment Obadiah was stared at by those golden eyes.

The courage in his heart quickly dissipated, and he was filled with endless fear, as if he was being stared at by some inhuman beast, so his only support now was his pistol. "Heh~" The young man laughed, unmoved.

"Ding-ling-clang-clang--"

As he loosened his grip, a pile of brass bullets fell from his palm onto the cabin floor with a series of clashes.

Obadiah's expression turned grim.

"Mr. Stanny, next time before you point a gun at someone, you'd better check if there are any bullets in the gun."

The boy rolled up another piece of ice as if nothing had happened and chewed it with a crunching sound.

The sound was harsh.

Beads of sweat appeared on Obadiah's forehead and slowly slid down his cheeks. He hesitated for a moment and quickly pulled the magazine.

His eyes were wide open.

"This, how is this possible?"

He had just checked and found that the full magazine of bullets was now missing.

Looking at the magical boy in front of him, an expected answer is about to emerge.

"Are you a transcendent?"

"Bingo! Correct."

The boy snapped his fingers happily. "As a reward, I can tell you a secret. I didn't take out the bullet that was loaded in your pistol."

"Do you want to try to shoot me and see if you can kill me?"

The boy smiled shyly and brightly, as if he was discussing with his friends where to go on vacation during the summer vacation.

But there was a hint of mockery and coldness in the words that came out.

Obadiah suddenly realized that he had loaded the pistol and it was not unloaded, so there was still a bullet lying quietly in the pistol.

Should we take this opportunity to kill him?

A fierce and cold light flashed in Obadiah's eyes, but could he really kill this young man?

Thinking about the bizarre supernatural powers possessed by the supernatural beings, and then thinking about how he was tied up on the plane without his knowledge, and all his men disappeared without a trace.

This is obviously a trap, and the other party is fearless!
Boom-boom-boom! His heartbeat quickened.

Obadiah fell silent and silently threw the pistol to the ground.

Put your hands up.

"As long as you don't hurt me, I'm willing to cooperate with you."

"goodboy!"

The boy looked at the calm Obadiah with admiration, and the cup of sparkling water in his hand disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

If this trick were used on a magic show stage, it would definitely cause a lot of girls to scream.

"Mr. Stanny is indeed a smart man. I like you."

Obadiah felt a little relieved. It seemed that his life was not in danger?
"boom!"

Before he could finish his thought, a sudden sharp pain in his thigh interrupted Obadiah's thoughts.

"what!!!"

He screamed, his back was instantly wet with cold sweat, and his right leg was now bleeding.

Look at the boy opposite.

The pistol that Obadiah had thrown to the ground appeared in his hand at some point.

At this moment, the young man raised the black muzzle of the gun and pointed it at Obadiah's thigh, with a slight smoke coming out of the muzzle.

Just now, he shot Obadiah without hesitation!
"Damn it, damn it! What the fuck is wrong with you? Why did you shoot me? Why!"

Obadiah could no longer hold back and roared in anger.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the boy fiercely with the corners of his mouth raised, as if he had succeeded in playing a prank on him and he wanted to pounce on him and tear his flesh apart!
"I'm sorry Mr. Obadiah."

There was no apology in the boy's eyes, but rather a great deal of majesty.

He raised his head. Although the other person was not very tall, Obadiah felt that the man was looking down on him from above.

"I'm helping you."

"help me?"

Obadiah repeated, "Damn it, should I thank you then?"

He was also a ruthless man. In anger, he tore open a corner of his shirt and tied it around the aorta in his leg to stop the bleeding.

Just after being shot.

Obadiah just let out a scream and didn't say anything else.

"That's right." The boy nodded as a matter of course, staring at Obadiah, "Have you ever thought about whether this is an illusion?"

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Obadiah's hands froze, and he lowered his head with horror in his eyes.

He did consider whether this was an illusion or a conspiracy of mind control.

But how did he know?
"I can see into your heart, Obadiah. All your secrets are in my eyes." The young man then said calmly.

"Don't try to deceive me."

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After struggling internally, Obadiah finally uttered a sentence in a muffled voice.

"Feel sorry."

"good."

The boy smiled, and seeing that Obadiah was truly frightened, he stood up from the passenger seat.

He moved gracefully, and every move he made was full of elegance and grace.

Obadiah thought of the princesses and princes he had met when he went to London to attend a banquet with the royal family.

None of them are as noble as the young man in front of them.

It was then that Obadiah remembered.

——The young man’s head seemed to have never been lowered.

"Want to know who I am? Where do I come from?"

The boy glanced at Obadiah, proving once again that his ability to see into people's hearts was not empty talk.

"Yes, you have a temperament that is not found in ordinary people." Obadiah nodded. Since the other party could play with him, he should just slide down and kneel down obediently. It would not be shameful.

"Heh." The young man laughed. "Indeed, I was a little rude for not introducing myself. Please forgive me, Mr. Stanny."

As he spoke, the boy bowed slightly towards Obadiah, as if he was really expressing his apology.

Obadiah endured the pain and forced a smile, but his vigilance reached its peak - this young man was moody.

It feels like you're treating him like an ant and making fun of him. You might be smiling one second and then twisting his throat the next. You have to be extremely careful.

"Well, let me introduce myself."

The boy ignored Obadiah. He turned around, raised his hand and shook it lightly in the air.

"No!"

As Obadiah watched in horror, one side of the cockpit, like a corner of a canvas, was completely lifted up.

During high-altitude and high-speed flight, the air pressure inside and outside the cabin is completely different. Once damage occurs, it will cause air pressure leakage.

Then the entire plane is likely to disintegrate directly in the air.

Just as Obadiah was screaming in his heart that he was a madman, he closed his eyes and prepared to face the fate of death.

But he felt the dazzling light shining on his face.

Even with his eyes closed, he could feel the change in light.

“Please allow me to introduce myself.”

The young man's voice sounded in Obadiah's ears, and Obadiah calmed down a lot. He opened his eyes tentatively to see what was going on.

But the moment he opened his eyes, Obadiah froze in place.

It was no longer a dark night. They were floating above the clouds. In front of him was a giant tree that blocked out the sun, like the legendary world tree. Its emerald green crown occupied the entire sky and reached the horizon.

In shock, Obadiah could hardly hear the boy's voice.

He only heard this sentence.

".My name is Lu Mingze, and I'm a businessman."

(End of this chapter)