As the giant's entire hand turned metallic, he suddenly plunged it into the airplane's floor and tore it to the side.
Rip.
The aluminum floor of the plane tore apart like paper.
"Damn!"
Wang Dadong roughly understood what this psychic's ability was.
This psychic's ability was to transform his body into any object he touched.
The psychic actually wanted to destroy the plane!
"Stop! If you do that, the plane will crash, and you'll die too!" The air marshal was extremely frightened, but having been strictly trained, he forced himself to speak calmly.
What a joke. Regular passenger planes don't carry parachutes, and even if they did, it would be useless. The death rate for untrained individuals doing high-altitude parachuting is as high as ninety percent.
Not to mention, before a plane crash, passengers would be terrified, and in the chaos, almost no one could survive.
The giant grinned and said, "That's right, all of you will die, but I won't!"
