Dream Travel

Chapter 46: Flying Shark Wind Transfer

In a disaster film crew, there are always people who have to die. Those who die may be black, or they may be yellow, or more likely they may be white, but those who stay to the end are usually women and white.

So, assuming there are no black people in this team, it goes without saying who will be sacrificed first. As a yellow person in the three-person team, Bai Mu is under a lot of pressure.

Facing this female reporter dressed in rags in the storm, Bai Mu had a clear understanding of his own situation. If a crisis occurred, he would most likely be the first to sacrifice himself.

What follows is the story of the accelerating emotional heat between the white hero and the woman, which he cannot see.

Bai Mu didn't want this kind of result. He just wanted to complete this investigation mission, and then become stronger through the fog and get rich before taking on the next investigation project.

This is not a cheap game. It is impossible to restart the game after failure. He only has this one chance.

So in the gradually formed team, Bai Mu’s only thought was to survive tenaciously first. Everything would be easy if he could survive.

According to the law that blacks must die, the next step is to add one more black person to the already established team. Not to mention that they can avoid death, at least with the presence of a selfless black person, they can still use the other side as a cushion, so that the yellow person in the team will not be the first to die.

Bai Mu clearly realized that he wouldn't commit suicide on his own initiative, but he couldn't withstand any sudden crises, so he needed a strong disposable cushion...

So what about the black dude in the disaster movie team?
Bai Mu’s attempt to find such a good brother failed. Obviously, if nothing unexpected happens, what kind of accident might he encounter next?
“He’s so handsome.”

Female reporter Kelly looked at Chuck fighting the shark in the storm with shining eyes.

Bai Mu couldn't help but adjust the rearview mirror. It wasn't that he was narcissistic, but the female reporter's behavior made him somewhat hurt. He admitted that Chuck was very manly when fighting with the flying shark, but he wasn't too bad either, right?
"There's someone over there!" Bai Mu saw a black guy. The black guy looked very brave, holding a machete in his hand. When a small shark flew over, the other party chopped the shark directly with one machete.

God knows how that weapon could split the shark in half, but the other party did it successfully.

If you ignore the other team's backpack, isn't this the perfect disaster movie team cushion?
"Hi, Ni--Brother Hei, this is it!" Baimu opened the window and greeted the other party enthusiastically.

Because of his sensitivity to a certain word, the black guy turned his head away immediately even though he had only heard half of it.

"FU#K! Damn yellow monkey, what did you just say? I'm asking you what you just said!"

The black man rushed over angrily. Under the gaze of the female reporter, Bai Mu slowly took out the forced calming device: "Is he racist?"

"Yes, right?" Female reporter Kelly was a little scared when she saw the black guy rushing towards her.

She seemed to have heard a half-sentenced word from Bai Mu's mouth first, but Bai Mu had a forced calming device in his hand, so she couldn't say who was racist.

The black guy who rushed over was covered by a shadow before he could climb into the car. A shark fell from the sky and knocked him to the ground. His head merged with the shark's mouth, and his body, which did not need the brain to think, was still twitching slightly.

"My mat!" Looking at the black brother who died suddenly, Bai Mu couldn't help but scream. The survival team's mat that he had just found was consumed like this, which made Bai Mu hard to accept for a while.

He fired the forced calming device in his hand at the sharks flying towards him.

"Fuck! No need to shoot now, stop!" Chuck on the roof was angry.

"A shark killed my black buddy!"

"Bullshit! I heard you call him Brother Ni!"

"Fuck, how did you hear that?" Listening to the two people arguing, female reporter Kelly sighed, feeling a little sorry for her dead colleague, but then she thought, this could be considered an exclusive revelation, right?
Soon, she stopped thinking about the so-called exclusive revelations, as the approaching sharknado became stronger and stronger.

Kelly screamed, "We're getting sucked in by a sharknado!"

"Turn around quickly, we need to walk it."

While shouting, Chuck threw out a rope net full of hooks in his hand. After being caught in the sharknado, this thing immediately became a powerful weapon against sharks.

A large number of sharks were hooked together, struggling and twisting in the sharknado, wriggling darkly, and finally formed a huge shark ball that broke away from the sharknado.

"..." Chuck opened his eyes wide and looked at the flying shark ball, his heart pounding as he yelled, "Get out of the way!!"

boom--

The shark ball that hit Bai Mu's car hit him, and a piece of the airbag and iron shell that had been affecting his driving skills was bitten off. The shark ball that fell to the ground continued to roll away.

The female reporter, still terrified, hugged Bai Mu and screamed. The scene was extremely chaotic for a while. Bai Mu reached out and grabbed a ball of natural fat and pushed, "Get off me quickly! I want to drive!"

He felt like he was about to die. Why should a man's road to survival have so many impurities? This woman's screams were like a war roar, she was so strong.

"I do not want--"

Bai Mu pushed the female reporter away with all his strength. Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, Chuck above him roared, "The sharknado is coming. We can't avoid it. Damn it, my equipment!!"

While roaring, Chuck quickly tied several ropes around himself, ready to fight the shark in the sharknado.

Bai Mu grabbed the assault rifle and started firing out the window. At this time, he no longer cared about whether to save money or not. As for the fact that the killed shark could still fly around, he no longer cared.

A dead shark flying around is always better than a live one; at least a dead one won't bite.

When the sharknado came over, their vision suddenly became dark.

Bai Mu held the female reporter down with one leg while shouting at the shark outside the window. The car became their best barrier. Although the car body was shaking violently, it at least ensured that they would not be swept away immediately.

"Ah! Damn, you bit the wrong place!" Bai Mu screamed when he felt the pain in his leg. He turned around and glared at the female reporter. The female reporter slapped the window on her side in panic.

"I'll bite the right place if I can survive!"

Through the window on her side, she could see a huge shark flying over, and it was going to make a penetrating attack on the cockpit.

Bai Mu, who could bring about an unexpected event, fired a shot but ran out of bullets. Fortunately, he had another friendly force who could also bring about an unexpected event.

"The King of Sharks is coming!" Chuck fell from the sky, with ropes tied around his body, like a big bird taking off. The harpoon in his hand fiercely pierced the shark's head, and he fought with the struggling shark in the wind.

"Fly, Flying Shark Wind Transfer!?"

(End of this chapter)