On the plane.

Alex felt a little uncomfortable. Every pore in his body, the magnetic field was sensitive to the perception of the sensitive power of the magnetic field, and the rumbling and vibration of the engine of the Ferris airliner flying, and the tightness in the cabin in the high altitude, which ordinary people did not feel or hear, were felt by him one by one.

Especially in high altitudes, this unique feeling of land.

Although he stepped on the cabin, he did not give him any sense of substance.

This is not a very good feeling, it is a sense of weakness that bursts out from the bone marrow, just like a person who will fall off at any time when standing on an office chair, his calves become sore and tremble, and a sense of weakness that seeps out of the bone marrow.

He didn't expect that he would have a problem with the flight.

He could only adapt vaguely and decided that he would not fly again until he could explode from the plane and fall safely at a height of 10,000 meters.

At the same time, his thoughts were also derived. Can he also control matter by the magnetic field, stepping above and flying with a sword?

Outside the cabin window, the white clouds and mist are as foggy as the sea of ​​snow, the sky is blue and the sun is shining with colorful rays.

He closed his eyes and lay on a comfortable chair to adjust his discomfort in the sky. He also guessed in his heart that the plane exploded and he fell from a height of 10,000 meters. Is there any life left?

No.

Definitely die.

Although he is very strong, he surpasses the limits of human body and can control his own magnetic field and affect the magnetic field of ordinary human beings. Any physical magnetic field stimulation is enough to affect the nerve current in the body of ordinary people, causing others to die in disorder. He can easily control the life and death of ordinary people.

But after all, this is a phenomenon and skill that manifests his own physical strength. Although he can use skills to exert power beyond imagination, it does not mean that his physical body is really hard.

If you fall from a height of 10,000 meters, you will also die from a powerful impact.

I'm afraid that only the physique of Superman will not die.

Alex lay in the chair and thought about it, thinking about all kinds of strange things and using his own skills to continue to exercise his magnetic field.

Petty sat next to him, her legs were close together and her facial features were delicate. Although her professional trousers were a bit old-fashioned, she gave her a retro and fashionable look. She stared at her lap seriously and was reading information about holiday murder.

This is her strong demand from the Physical Evidence and Laboratory Department to the Police Department, enter the Superpower Processing Team, and become a police officer who can attend and handle crimes. In the end, Mark approved her to temporarily replace Barry as a member of the Superpower Processing Team, not formally.

Although she hated Alex's pain when she first met, thinking that Alex was a beast, she had to admit that in just a few weeks, she caught multiple bodies, pulled Al Swan off the horse, handled human experiment cases for several days, and found out the various crimes of the Northwest District gangster Snick, which made them unable to escape and were caught by the police one by one.

This ability cannot be aroused by Petty. Barry may be right. Alex is a very capable person.

She also vaguely heard Barry proudly say that Alex did more than that, and there were many other things that Barry proud of.

"I want to complete this mission perfectly and officially become a member of the Super Power Handling Team."

Petty looked ugly and angry. She felt that Alex must have thought she was beautiful and thought everyone would be his guest of the curtain. She opened a room without asking for her opinion.

Am I such a casual, cheap woman!

"No need to ask more questions, Police Petty, execute the order." Alex shouted lightly, and walked towards the elevator.

Petty's face turned red with anger, her barren breasts were undulating, and her slender hands shaking with her fists.

Damn, he is such a beast.

Soon, under the name of a business trip, I opened a room and went to bed with myself!

He also suppressed himself with his superior style!!

She had never seen a beast who got to the point so quickly, without romantic Western food, no romantic roses, no sweet talk, no foreplay, just checking in like this???

‘I see what you want!’

Petty's delicate facial features became gloomy, she clenched her fists, stared at Alex's back with a bad attitude, snorted coldly, and followed.

When you go to the VIP room, you naturally don’t need to introduce how stylish and elegant the British-style hotel is.

In Petty's eyes, she only saw that the white bed was so dazzling, and the white bedding was so dazzling with British silk edges. She seemed to see Alex on the big bed showing his beastly face and pounced on her.

brute!

I must have wanted to fuck me in this bed!

Sure enough, it was not as Petty expected.

"I'll take a shower first," Alex said, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Petty sneered, watching Alex enter the bathroom, open his suitcase straight, and take out the light 1911 pistol from the suitcase, fill the bullets, open the insurance, and hide it under the pillow.

She swore that as long as the beast dared to touch her, she would smash his lower body into pieces.

Realizing that a pistol might not be safe, she took out a Sarahville dagger from her suitcase. The knife was cold and the slender hands were perfectly suitable for Petty's hand shape.

Petty thought it was very good to use it to stab Alex. As long as he dared to do it, he would pierce a few holes into him.

Hiding the dagger under the mattress, Petty's legs merged, her extremely ladylike hands were placed on her thighs, and she waited for Alex to come out with a faint smile.

When Alex came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, Petty smiled particularly kindly and falsely, but the facts seemed a little different from what she imagined.

"You sleep in this room." Alex glanced at Petty and gave an order, and then he put on a bathrobe, opened the door and was about to go out.

This is completely different from what Petty imagined.

Shouldn’t you covet your beauty? You want to spit yourself like a hungry dog ​​robbing you?

Why are you leaving?

"Where are you going?" Petty asked in a daze, not understanding what Alex was doing.

"I'll go down to the lobby and sit for one night."

"Why?"

Alex had a solemn and serious expression: "The business trip cost is gone, it is only enough for a VIP room. You can't be in the same room for two people. This will tarnish your reputation. I'll find a seat in the lobby for one night."

After saying that, Alex went out in his bathrobe.

Petty's head buzzed, and she felt mixed emotions, and then she thought of it.
Chapter completed!