"The weather at sea is really unpredictable... Huh? That's... a plane? There's something wrong with this plane. It couldn't have been an accident, right?"

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Everyone in the cabin had different thoughts, but the one-eyed middle-aged man at the scene said nothing. He looked around, hoping to find some useful props for him.

Yes, they are props. Since the person on the broadcast said that they were participating in a game, and if it is a game, there must be props. You can't not give them all props, so what's the point of this game?

At this time, the tattooed man looked at Wang Lang, who had been silent. He smiled, his slightly squinted eyes flashed with a dangerous cold light, and asked, "Friend, is that a parachute bag you are carrying on your back?"

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As soon as he finished speaking, the bald man with glasses, the one-eyed middle-aged man, and the girl in nightgown all looked at Wang Lang involuntarily.

In this situation, the person who owns the parachute is equivalent to being the first to pass the game. As long as you are not a fool, you should be able to come to this conclusion quickly.

Faced with everyone's malicious looks, Wang Lang frowned and told the origin of the parachute, "There should be life-saving boxes under your seats. If you open it, there should be props."

As Wang Lang spoke, he tried to maintain his balance amidst the sudden and sudden bumps and walked forward. He was not planning to skydive.

In fact, without being 100% sure, he couldn't risk his own luck and jump from an altitude of 10,000 meters. That wouldn't be called relying on luck, that would be called risking one's life.

Moreover, Wang Lang himself was very unlucky. Last year, he was in a car accident and almost died on the spot because of the car accident.

Wang Lang, who has experienced a moment of life and death, understands the value of life better than anyone else.
Chapter completed!