Supreme pardon

"Wei Duan." Wen Ren Jue said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

The two sky eyes following the outside of the airship immediately flew to the control room and looked inward through the glass in front of the control desk.

"What's wrong?" Bai Tan woke up from his sleep, before he had time to look around, he reached out and hugged Wen Renjue's arm.

The rapid fall of the airship almost didn't make him fall from the chair, but Wen Renjue reached out to help him in time. Amidst the screams of the crowd around him in panic, Bai Tan instinctively clung to Wen Renjue's body.

"Master, a group of people are fighting in the operating room. It seems that they want to seize control of the airship."

Weiduan quickly reported what the sky eye saw.

Wenren stood up abruptly.

Bai Tan looked up at him with a look of fear, and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

In the operating room, there are not only the staff who fly the airship, but also the teachers sent by the academy, but someone in this group has a problem. Just now, they suddenly shot and killed the master who drove the airship, and they also wanted to start the automatic operation of the airship. destroy the program.

Of course the others refused, so they started fighting.

After the airship fell rapidly, it was pulled up by another master.

During the turbulence, some people were injured by hitting their heads on chairs, and some people were bleeding all over their faces because of the luggage that fell from the top of their heads.

At such a critical moment, Wen Renjue didn't bother to explain at all, he squinted at the door of the operation room at the front of the seat, and shook off the white sandalwood that was tightly attached to him.

Stepped out of the double row position and stood on the aisle. Although the airship stopped falling, its direction was still unclear, going left and right for a while, Wen Renjue shook his figure a few times and then stood still.

Zhuge is huge in size, the sudden fall just now just caused him to slip off the chair and was not injured. When the airship was violently bumping up and down, he squatted on the seat with his head in his hands cleverly. It was seen by Wu Mingzhe who was lying beside him.

"Wenren, why are you going?" Wu Mingzhe uttered, which quickly attracted the attention of the members of the society.

Stumbling, Wen Renjue had already walked outside the gate of the operating room. He kicked open the wooden door leading to the operating room without answering the voice of his companion behind him.

The door was wide open, and the students in the cabin could finally see clearly that the operating room had already been packed together. The airship master controller was covered with bullet holes all over his body, and he lay silently on the operating table.

"What's going on here?" Someone roared in the confusion.

Many instruments and equipment in the operating room were destroyed, and the remaining two teachers were besieging the assailant. In front of all the students behind him, Wen Renjue pulled out a pistol from his waist, and shot him in the head without any hesitation. Cumshot.

The dying teacher collapsed in relief, and the remaining teacher immediately threw himself on the console to control it, but within 2 minutes, he dropped his hands again in dejection.

With a pale face, he turned his head to face the students who were slowly approaching.

"The steering wheel is broken..."

The other scattered students were still in a daze in their own places, and the only ones who could get close to the door of the operating room were the members of the society with a large number of people.

Zhu Ge is at the forefront. Although the airship has returned to its normal altitude, what does it mean that the direction control is broken?

Everyone just needs to look up and out of the window to understand.

In the midst of the chaos, the airship had already flown straight out to sea.

Looking back, left, and right now, there is endless dark blue.

The only surviving teacher's eyes were glazed. After murmuring a sentence, he suddenly screamed loudly, "We're all dead, we're all dead!"

"It's over, hahahaha, we're over, over..."

"boom!"

The gunshot stopped him from going crazy, and before Wen Renjue let go of his hand, the other students in the airship shouted, "What are you doing?!"

"Why did you kill the teacher?"

The group of dragons was leaderless, and this group of young students didn't know what to do. At this time, Wen Renjue shot and killed the only remaining "elder".

"I hope you guys will be quiet." Wen Renjue raised his arms expressionlessly, aiming his gun at the students scolding and crying bitterly in the airship.

At this time, once someone goes crazy, everyone will be infected by this emotion and fall into despair, and then maybe the airship has not crashed, and they can kill each other.

Normally, it is not allowed to bring any weapons in college activities. No one knows how he brought the guns up, but at this time, these are not important. Seeing the members of the society surrounded by Renjue, plus the gun in his hand guns, the other students in the airship had to cover their mouths and swallow their anger.

On the vast sea, the airship lost its direction...

Even Zhu Ge, who was always optimistic and cheerful, couldn't make any jokes at this time, staring at the calm sea under the airship, feeling boundless fear.

Fortunately, the members of the society have experienced a lot of things together. Out of admiration and trust in Wenren Jue, they can still unite around and keep quiet at this time.

But the rest of the students, even though they couldn't yell out due to Wen Ren Jue's pressure, they couldn't help crying.

Wen Renjue moved away the corpse lying on the operating table, and looked at the operating buttons through the flowing blood. After 1 minute, he looked back at everyone helplessly, "Is there anyone in the meeting who can operate the airship?"

Zhu Ge shook his head, but in order to be sure, he raised his voice and asked everyone.

The members of the academy surrounding the operating room looked at each other, but no one stood up.

Wen Renjue had no choice but to wave his hand to let them back out of the way, looked into the cabin, and shouted loudly: "Among you, does anyone know how to operate an airship?"

1 minute of absolute silence.

In the eyes of members of the 40-odd society, under the seat at the back, a thin arm tremblingly stretched out, someone stammered and replied, "I... I, I understand, I understand a little... a little bit."

Nodding his head, Wen Renjue softened his expression, and said as gently as possible: "Come here!"

Because of the man's answer, all the people in the airship who were still awake immediately cast their eyes in that direction, and the small young man who got up tremblingly became the savior that everyone was looking forward to. With the help of her, she walked into the control room.

Even Wen Ren Jue gave way after he came in.

The small young man didn't lose his composure until he touched the console with both hands before he timidly said: "My father is a master airship operator, but I... I've only seen it before, I haven't really operated it before."

Wen Renjue took a deep breath and said gently, "You try."

"Hmm." The little young man finally got the courage to go up to check and pressed a few keys after hearing this sentence.

As everyone waited with bated breath, more and more sweat began to trickle down his cheeks.

Finally, holding on to the console with both hands, he slid to the ground, and when he turned around, everyone realized that at some point, he had already shed tears all over his face.

His eyes were full of despair, "It's useless, the steering panel was blown up."

"It turns out that the earliest sound was..." Jiang Weiwei came back to his senses, and immediately gritted his teeth after uttering such a sentence.

Although the little man's voice was low, in the dead airship, these words were enough for everyone to hear.

The people who were still whispering comforting each other fell silent for an instant, Zhu Ge stood stiffly for 2 minutes, and amid another cry from behind, he looked up at Wen Ren Jue, and said with a wry smile, "Are we dead? "

"Vice President, are we... really going to die?"

"If the fuel burns out, the airship will fall into the sea. Without direction to operate, we can't turn back." The small young man has been crying silently, but at this time, he stopped stuttering. He stood up and looked outside the operating room. In the deep sea, they didn't know how long they had been flying away from the coast.

"Master, I'm sorry, I let Tianyan stay outside to guard, I never thought that there would be problems in the airship." Wei Duan sincerely apologized in his mind, although for it, the current problem is not a problem.

It was easy to save Wen Ren Jue's life, but with so many people in the airship, it was powerless, and it was impossible to protect them one by one in the sea.

Wen Renjue didn't speak, he raised his eyes to see Bai Tan who was walking beside him.

The man quietly grabbed his sleeve with one hand and looked at him eagerly.

"Aren't you afraid?" He asked calmly.

"Not afraid." Bai Tan was unexpectedly calm.

"Oh?"

"You are here, you are here." As he spoke, Bai Tan got closer.

Bai Tan has no less trust in Wen Renjue than other people in the airship. He has been with Wen Renjue for so long and has seen so many strange things.

"Wenren, what are we going to do?"

Although his heart was extremely desperate, Zhu Ge still put his hope on the man who was always calm.

"I said it a long time ago," Wen Renjue raised his eyes, and said indifferently: "Until the last moment, never give up."