Chapter 764 Airstrike

Laura's notebook must be useful, so Chen Ke decided to take it back to show Wang Ailin. He took the notebook and noticed someone coming in from outside the manor.

Chen Ke stuck to the window and looked through the gap in the dusty curtains toward the outside gate. He saw a dozen people in black sportswear sneaking around the gate.

It was 3 o'clock in the afternoon. The wind was a bit strong. The dry and cold countryside could only hear the whistling north wind. The men in black saw that the manor was very quiet. They used some tools to break the electronic lock of the gate.

Chen Ke climbed in by himself, so there was no trace of the gate. It was obvious that the group of people were not friendly. After they came in, they took out Mac10 submachine guns from under their clothes, dispersed, and moved into the manor.

Chen Ke counted and there were twelve people in total. It was unclear whether they were psychics, but judging from their shabby weapons and clothes, they didn't look like burglars.

He looked at Laura's body on the floor. He could have just walked away, but he couldn't just leave the body alone.

The group of people below came in and looted the mansion of valuables and left. Moreover, this place is located in the suburbs. He was afraid that after he left, Laura's body would rot into bones and no one would find it.

Chen Ke left the room, closed the door gently, and came to the corridor. He used his spiritual vision to scan the hall on the first floor. A dozen thieves had already broken into the door and were groping along the stairs.

"Are you sure there is only one person living in this house?" Three thieves were groping in the corridor on the second floor and talking to each other.

"Of course, I have observed for two months and done some homework. This house used to belong to an archaeologist couple. They disappeared a few years ago, leaving only their daughter living here." The thief who talked to him said.

"Such a big house... How rich must they be? And it's shabby here, it doesn't look like anyone wants to live here." The thief following behind was a little puzzled.

"She doesn't live here much. She's not here most of the time. It seems like she's out doing some archaeological activities." The leading thief said.

"It's better to have something valuable here, otherwise we'll have made a wasted trip." The follower thief complained.

"You are too short-sighted. Think about it. There is only one little girl living in such a big house. We just need to get rid of her... If we find the title deed, we can sell this house for a lot of money." The leading thief was confident.

The three of them went up to the third floor and saw blood flowing down the stairs. They became nervous and stopped talking. They looked at the opening of the corridor lightly and found a hand stretched out from the foot of the wall, grabbing the edge.

The three of them didn't even dare to breathe. They held the MAC10 tightly, turned on the safety, and waited for a long time. The leader carefully moved up along the wall and gently moved the hand with his foot.

After just a touch, the hand collapsed in the pool of blood on the ground. It seemed to be dead.

He gestured to the other two, then poked his head out from the corner of the wall. The scene in the corridor frightened him so much that his pupils shrank and his anus closed.

He saw nine bodies lying on the corridor, with broken arms and legs, and blood flowing like a river. They were companions who came upstairs from the other side. It had only been less than a few minutes, and they were all dead.

"Fuck... Fuck..." The leading thief cursed inwardly, and he was about to back out. He didn't hear any gunshots, and his companions didn't even have a chance to shoot before they died. There must be something wrong with this house... No wonder it's always empty. It's a mistake, a mistake...

"We have to retreat..." The leading thief walked downstairs, and just as he said this, he saw two companions lying in a pool of blood.

One was dead, lying face down, and the other was holding the stairs, with a piece of flesh dug out of his neck, and blood was sticking out. He looked at the leading thief in fear, covering the wound on his neck, as if he was calling for help, and as if he wanted to tell him something.

The leading thief was so scared that he turned around and wanted to run. At this time, a hand grabbed his neck and threw him against the wall. He raised his hand and fired. With a snap, his hand bone was immediately broken, and his Mac10 fell to the ground. He was hit hard in the abdomen. He fell to his knees in pain, holding his broken hand and vomiting gastric juice.

A man in a suit grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

"Who are you? Company? Or foundation?" Chen Ke asked in a low voice.

"No... not..." The leading thief trembled.

"Why did you come to her? Huh?!" Chen Ke asked.

"I just came to rob... I don't know anything..." The leading thief assured.

Chen Ke didn't think the other party had the courage to lie to him, and he didn't look like a professional related to psychic power, so he stabbed his kidney with a knife, twisted the handle of the knife, crushed the kidney, and then let him go.

He picked up the other party's Mac10, then took out his mobile phone and called 911, saying: "There is a shooting case in Crawford Manor." Then, he shot a few shots at the body on the floor and hung up the phone.

When the police car arrived, Chen Ke had already left, leaving only corpses on the ground.

Airport.

Chen Ke came to the temporary apron. Li Moyang's private plane was undergoing a pre-takeoff inspection. Ms. Shen Yun, who was wearing a black women's suit, stood aside. Seeing Chen Ke coming, she nodded slightly.

"Mr. Chen, I thought you would leave Langdun in your own way." Shen Yun greeted Chen Ke.

When he went to Risheng before, Li Moyang arranged Shen Yun as a contact person for Chen Ke, but his younger sister pretended to be Shen Yun for excitement.

But this time, it was genuine. Shen Yun tied a ponytail and looked very capable.

"I need time to think, and this red sky makes people feel calm." Chen Ke said as he walked towards the plane.

"Things are not going well?" Shen Yun asked.

"It would be boring if everything went well, wouldn't it?" Chen Ke sighed. He didn't get the answer he wanted on this trip. He just took a notebook as a clue. He wanted to be alone, sort out his thoughts, and then face the group of partners.

"Haste makes waste, Mr. Chen." Shen Yun comforted.

"What's wrong with the plane? Can't it take off now?" Chen Ke pointed to the maintenance personnel who were busy near the landing gear.

"It's just a routine inspection. If you are in a hurry, you can leave here in your own way." Shen Yun said.

"You don't seem to like me riding your plane." Chen Ke smiled.

"Of course I don't mean that... I'm just giving a better plan." Shen Yun said.

"The best plan, um..." Chen Ke shrugged and heard the huge sound of the turbine engine resounding through the sky and gradually approaching.

He and Shen Yun looked to the sky on the right, and a passenger plane was about to land. The white fuselage was set off by the mysterious glow of the red sky and turned orange.

Sharp-eyed Shen Yun discovered that the plane did not lower its landing gear.

"Compared to this... the runway it is going to land on... seems to be the one we are parked on..." Chen Ke observed another key point.

"We have contacted the tower, and no plane will land on this temporary runway." Shen Yun said.

The plane was getting closer and closer, and its huge body rushed straight down towards them, like a missile full of people.

Without saying a word, Chen Ke shouted to the maintenance personnel under the plane to run, then grabbed Shen Yun's arm and pushed him aside.

The huge passenger plane smashed into Li Moyang's private plane, and the nose disintegrated directly when it touched the ground. Flames and explosions were released instantly. At this moment, Chen Ke stopped time.

The broken nose of the passenger plane and the gradually deformed and disintegrated fuselage remained in the air at a 46-degree angle. Li Moyang's private plane was bathed in flames, and the back half had exploded, and the flying iron plates and parts were also fixed in the air.

Shen Yun led the crew members to evacuate to the safe area. Chen Ke stood alone under the two planes, thinking about something.

The scope of the time domain can be large or small. He wanted to leave space for Shen Yun and the others to escape, so he didn't make the time stop area too large.

Was this a simple accident?

Chen Ke stepped on the fragments of the explosion, just like climbing stairs, and came to the damaged nose of the large passenger plane step by step.

The two pilots in charge of driving died suddenly due to the impact at the moment of landing. Their flesh exploded, and their bones, blood and internal organs flew backwards and froze in mid-air.

Chen Ke walked into the cabin from the crack. The exploded cockpit door allowed him to enter the cabin sideways. The passengers were sitting in their seats. Most of them were tied to their seats with seat belts, but they were all dead...

Chen Ke observed Chen Ke and the others closely. They all held dinner knives in their right hands and had knife wounds on their necks. The movements of all passengers were uniform, and they committed suicide voluntarily.

A man in a black robe stood in the middle of the aisle, with a white expressionless mask on his face, and mysterious symbols engraved on his forearms exposed from the black robe.

Chen Ke took a deep breath. This was a planned attack.

He couldn't take off the mask of the black-robed man, nor could he check the mysterious symbol on his body. When time was paused, all actions against the paused object could only be reflected after time started flowing again.

However, after time began to flow, the next second, the plane was destroyed and everyone died. He was destined to find no clues.

Chen Ke got off the plane unwillingly and walked to the side of Shen Yun. The time domain was lifted. The next second, a loud rumble sounded on the temporary runway. The two planes turned into two fireballs, and all the corpses were blown into the sky by the air wave.