100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

Cheng Anya felt like the world was spinning again, her body seemed to fly off her seat, and tilted in the opposite direction. She was too scared to raise her head to look, and the plane had to almost reach the ground before it could maintain its balance.

Fighter-bombers are inherently resistant to low-altitude turbulence, and their fuselage crossed the desert and flew quickly.

This process is very fast.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take care of everything!" Ye Sanshao said solemnly, but his eyes were locked in front of him, not even looking at her. After the plane took off, he used electronic interference to attack. There was another fierce battle between the two sides, and Ye Sanshao fired. He took advantage of the perfect hardness of the fuselage to conduct a head-on collision at low altitude.

There was a look of solemnity on the handsome face!

There was only a violent bang bang bang... and the violent bumps of the fuselage. Cheng Anya was dizzy and almost slipped from her seat, hugging Sanshao Ye's thigh tightly...

My body kept bumping into him, it didn't hurt, but I was extremely worried.

The external conditions of the two fighter-bombers driven by Mr. Ye Sanshao were much better than the bombers driven by the two of them. Such a violent collision would definitely be too much for them. After a few back and forths, the two sides distanced themselves and began to fire machine guns and artillery shells.

Cheng Anya listened to the sound of shells being fired and the sound of machine gun fire, and her heart was heavy. The plane was going up and down like a roller coaster. People's hearts are always complicated at this critical moment.

Mr. Ye Sanshao checked the weapons and equipment, his eyebrows sank slightly, and he quickly flew the plane up to high altitude. He had one more advantage than them, that is, this was a fighter plane designed for high-speed breakthrough, and he had an absolute advantage in speed.

After quickly rising to a high altitude, Third Young Master Ye fired three visual guidance missiles at them. Not to be outdone, they immediately fired four missiles at them. Third Young Master Ye unbuckled his seat belt and ordered Cheng Anya, "Anya, Go get the rope from the stand."

Cheng Anya was frightened, but she could tell she was anxious from Third Young Master Ye's voice. She got up without saying a word, and suddenly Third Young Master Ye shouted, "Hold on tight!"

Before she could grab the platform, she slammed her body to the side, making a heavy sound. Of course Ye Sanshao knew it, but he had to fly the plane to avoid their missiles.

The plane was hovering in mid-air at high speed, and seven or eight missiles were surrounding it in mid-air. They were pursuing and would not give up until they reached their target. At the same time, high-altitude artillery shells were attacking the opponent mercilessly.

When the two planes dodged the missiles, Mr. Ye realized that the fuselage of the one on the left was damaged and its flight was temporarily slow. He immediately fired two artillery shells, hitting the fuselage mercilessly.

There was only a booming explosion, and the shell hit accurately near the fuel tank of the fuselage. The fighter exploded and shattered. It was shot down by Mr. Ye, and the sky turned red with fire.

Another pilot roared and frantically threw shells at Mr. Ye's fighter-bomber, "I'm going to kill you!"

The British man with a strong British accent and black hair and blue eyes had a ferocious expression. He ignored the missiles flying around behind him and frantically threw all the shells at him. He was already fighting with his back against the enemy.

"Anya, hurry!" Ye Sanshao urged, but his voice was unexpectedly calm, but there was a trace of indescribable tension and danger.

Cheng Anya fell twice because the bumps were too severe. She had to avoid shells and missiles. The plane sometimes dropped rapidly and sometimes tilted. She couldn't stand at all.

"I know." Cheng Anya responded. She fell hard these few times and suddenly tilted again. Cheng Anya had just stood up and fell out again. She rolled around in the plane and hit the table hard. Chair, the pain in her waist made her go crazy, "shit!"

I couldn't help but use foul language!

Standing up again, Cheng Anya grabbed the stand when Third Young Master Ye tilted again, took the buckle rope, and stumbled back to her seat. Third Young Master Ye said in a deep voice: "Buckle it in." On your waist, and on my waist.”

Cheng Anya had seen such a rope in rock climbing scenes in movies. It was very thick and strong. She didn't understand what Mr. Ye meant, so she buckled it obediently and tied the other one around Ye Chen's waist.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Anya asked hesitantly, as if she noticed something, and her heart trembled, "Aren't you going to jump down?"

You can't use a parachute at this height, otherwise the person will hit the ground before the parachute opens, but this rope... Cheng Anya's face suddenly turned pale, and she couldn't believe what she expected.

Mommy, this is crazy!

Yes, she thinks it's cool to jump out of a plane. She thinks it's cool to jump from such a high distance in extreme sports.

However, when it was her turn, her legs became weak.

"Believe me, little Anya." Mr. Ye said solemnly, his always elegant voice was filled with a smile, faint, but so firm, as if he was the commander of this battle, so confident, so tall mighty.

"You're crazy!" Cheng Anya said, her lips trembling. He had been trained, and such a scene was not a big problem for him, but for her, it was no good...

too crazy.

"I said, if you encounter any danger, you have to protect me." Cheng Anya was Cheng Anya after all, and she quickly calmed down. She smelled the smell of fuel, frowned, and suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the fuel tank. , no wonder they chose to leave.

"Okay!" Mr. Ye responded in a deep voice, then joked, "Little Anya, why didn't you think of protecting me?"

"It's natural for men to protect women." Cheng Anya retorted confidently, trying to sound less scared, with a steady voice and a consistent smile, "otherwise you are not qualified to be my man."

"I'll fight for you to be my man." Young Master Ye laughed loudly. Cheng Anya rolled her eyes, but she was impressed by how charming Ye San was.

He was an uncle when he should be an uncle, he was grand when he should be grand, and he was cold when he should be cold... Every aspect was so charming, and every time she heard him talk about me, she felt that this man was really fucking cool.

She is probably crazy too, and beauty is in the eye of the beholder...

The missile that flew around fell into the air, and the desert was filled with smoke. The crazy man smiled coldly, and a rocket detached from the fuselage and shot towards Ye Sanshao. Ye Sanshao was startled, and he quickly drove the plane past. He was deeply moved. I know the rocket will turn around and shoot again later. He immediately opened the door. The wind was strong and whistling, and sand was rolled in, glaring some people's eyes.

Cheng Anya was really scared now. This was not jumping off a bicycle, nor a motorcycle, nor a car, but an airplane... At such a fierce speed, would she fall into pieces?

Third Young Master Ye pursed his lips and released his parachute. In the dark night, his eyes were frighteningly bright. The plane was flying over from behind. The two planes happened to be facing each other, and they could see each other's faces clearly. Third Young Master Ye hit him. Snap your fingers.

His smile has a hint of contempt, but it is also full of domineering and elegance, and there is also a kind of domineering atmosphere, intertwined into a very picturesque scene.

Ye Sanshao spoke one word at a time and slowly said, "Game over!"

He pressed the automatic explosion button, quickly left his seat, pulled the white cloth next to him and wrapped it around Cheng Anya's head, and suddenly jumped onto the smooth board. The smooth board fell on the desert from a low altitude. At this time, the plane was still flying, because of the inertia Because of the relationship, anya and ye sanshao on the smooth board also followed the plane forward at an extremely fast speed, splashing up yellow sand and blurring their vision.

Cheng Anya felt a dizzy pain. Her body was held tightly by Master Ye, but she also felt bumps. It was a painful bump, and her internal organs seemed to be shaken out.

It was clear to her that they were gliding across the desert.

Her mind went blank and she could only hold Sanshao Ye's waist tightly to prevent herself from falling.

On the desert, yellow sand was rolling, and a man and a woman hugged each other and kept gliding on a smooth board, gliding along with the plane very quickly.

Third Young Master Ye took out the military knife from his waist and cut the rope. The smooth board stopped sliding with the plane and lost control. It kept sliding rapidly in the other direction. Third Young Master Ye held Cheng Anya tightly in his arms and used Blocking the obstacles in the desert with his back, the speed of the smooth board soon slowed down. Ye Sanshao rolled down the smooth board with Cheng Anya in his arms. The two of them rolled on the desert several times and finally stopped.

Cheng Anya pulled off the white cloth, and as soon as she looked up, she saw and heard a loud bang. The two planes collided with each other. The self-destruction device was activated, and with the destruction of the rocket, both planes were destroyed.

A strong flame burst out, and the debris fell into pieces...

Cheng Anya was stunned, this scene was really shocking.

The desert once again returned to calm, as if the air battle just now had never happened.

Cheng Anya looked at the wreckage not far away, then looked at Mr. Ye, her face was pale, but she gave a thumbs up, "You are strong!"

It's too strong, it's simply not my kind.

"You're better than Arnold."

"Can't you stop comparing me to other men?" Mr. Ye slapped Cheng Anya hard on the back of the head, "You're in need of a beating."

"Stop fighting, I'm fainting." Cheng Anya kicked him over and looked around, feeling worried, "Where is this?"

"Desert." Third Young Master Ye rolled his eyes, as if she was talking nonsense. Cheng Anya got goosebumps, and she pushed towards Third Young Master Ye with a little fear.

Desert, won't you die in the sun here?

"How can we contact others to rescue us?" Cheng Anya asked worriedly, "I heard that there are many snakes, venomous scorpions and so on in the desert at night..."

"Why are you so timid?" Mr. Ye helped Cheng Anya up, "Let's find a cave to hide in and wait until daybreak."

Cheng Anya had no choice but to listen to Mr. Ye. That was all she could do for now, but, "Is there no way to contact your people? We won't be able to survive this for a few days."

"Little Anya, sometimes you have to learn a word, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge." Ye Sanshao said, holding her hand. Not far away was a large rocky cliff. They were exhausted after a day of tossing, so they found a place to rest. Wait until the sun comes out.

Cheng Anya naturally had no objection. She was so tired that she almost fell down, and she was still hungry. There was a big temperature difference between day and night in the desert. Even though it was summer, she still felt very cold even though she was wearing short sleeves.

She prayed in her heart that she would get out of this desert land. She didn't want to die in such a desolate place.

As if sensing her fear, Mr. Ye just patted her shoulder comfortingly and said, "Trust me."

There is no perfect path, otherwise we would have died long ago.

Cheng Anya nodded. They were lucky enough to find a cave in the lee. There were some dry grass branches in the cave. Third Young Master Ye lit it with flint to temporarily drive away the cold.

"Little Anya, take a nap and you'll be fine tomorrow." Mr. Ye said in a deep voice, pulling her over to lie on his lap.

The fire slowly rose, and the temperature in the cave also increased. Cheng Anya felt that the coldness in her body had been driven away, and she felt warm and very comfortable.

"Actually, this is good. At least we are leaving the island." She smiled, hugged Mr. Ye's waist, and murmured to herself. By his side, she could feel relieved or be as weak as she wanted.

Mr. Ye stroked Cheng Anya's hair with pity, and he hated Lewis even more. His girl was such a strong person, and she was scared after being tortured by him for more than ten days.

"Well, let's leave. In a few days, we can go home and see Ning Ning." Ye Sanshao said in a deep voice. In the night, it was like a hot spring, which sounded reassuring.

"Yeah." Cheng Anya responded lightly. She was really too tired and fell asleep.

Young Master Ye looked at her face and remained silent for a long time...

In the podium, the man stared blankly at the disappearing movement on the screen. He opened his eyes in horror. Louis asked in a deep voice, "How?"

"Master, everything has disappeared."

"What's the meaning?"

"They died together, and no information can be found."

"Impossible!" Louis' emerald green eyes widened and he slapped the table, "Absolutely impossible!"

That man was Young Master Ye. How could he die so easily? It was absolutely impossible. Louis simply didn’t believe that the two fighter jets he sent were enough to compete with him. He thought it was incredible that he was shot down by him like this.

But I think it should be so.

However, there was Cheng Anya on the plane, and he would not let her take risks so easily.

"Master, there is a situation over there in Italy." Another man hurriedly came in to report.