Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 1101
"Damn! Why can't the missile system be locked!?"

"God, Jesus Christ Mary! My missile system is not working!"

"Mine too! Do it!"

The voices of shouting and cursing and the sound of frantically adjusting the system filled the ear veins again. Only Fan Helsing was excluded, unable to receive messages, and did not know what the hell his companions were up to.

Van Helsing was left out, I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune.

"Just kidding! That black dragon..."

The pilot of one of the fighter jets dodged the green dragon flicking its tail at him, but just sent himself in front of the mouth of the black dragon who looked like the leader of the dragon formation.

He clearly saw the black dragon open its mouth towards him, like a malicious smile.

A huge fireball spewed out from the black dragon's mouth, and this fighter turned into a huge fireball immediately, and fell straight towards the sea.

"Do not!!"

Van Helsing watched the unscathed F22 not far away and suddenly fell into the sea as if out of control. He yelled, but because of the helmet, his ears were only buzzing.

"What the hell? What the hell is going on here?"

Fan Helsing was sweating profusely in an instant, and a huge chill ran from his tailbone all the way to the top of the sky.

But before he regained his senses, an F22 behind him suddenly slanted and rushed towards him. Fan Helsing was so frightened that his heart was about to stop, and he immediately pulled up his fighter body, almost in danger. He narrowly avoided passing by this time.

"Zoe what the hell are you doing! You fucking almost killed us both!"

Van Helsing found out that it was the fighter piloted by his companion Zoe, and immediately switched to Zoe's channel to curse.

But he couldn't hear Zoe's voice at all, and there was still only the whistling sound of electricity in his ear veins, as if he had been deliberately excluded, completely isolated.

Zoe also didn't hear Van Helsing's scolding, because he had to wholeheartedly drive the fighter out of the level of the fancy show competition.

The flames, the ice arrows, the poisonous mist, and the giant dragon that was a deadly weapon just standing there made them have to go all out and concentrate to avoid it.

(End of this chapter)