In the police station, eight witnesses either sat or stood, with more or less panic and irritability on their faces.


    Not long ago, Thomas, the former highway patrol, came in, sat next to the woman and said, "Kimberly, you have explained to my colleagues just now, but I still want to ask again, what did you see?"


    The people looked at Kimberly with strange eyes, including examination, gratitude and fear, which made Zhang Han standing in the corner very restless.


    I have a slight impression of the scene in front of me, but I still can''t remember which movie is the plot.


    "I... I don''t know. I just saw those terrible accidents, as if they had happened, and..." Kimberly raised her hands and tried to find an adjective, but she couldn''t think of it for a moment.


    "Illusion? Prophecy? Is that so?" Zhang Han interrupted with a move in his heart.


    "Yes! It''s a prophecy!" Kimberly nodded to Zhang Han and then said, "it''s like seeing the accident in advance!"


    Serial car accidents, but someone foresaw this scene in advance... At this moment, Zhang Han finally recalled that his current position should be an episode of the series of films he had seen, the God of death.


    Zhang Han can''t remember which episode it is.


    However, it makes Zhang Han feel egg pain more than he can''t remember.


    In this plane, the force value is almost zero. After all, the protagonist is not much different from ordinary people except that he has a little predictive ability.


    Death is coming. This film is very different from ordinary horror films.


    There are no ghosts and ghosts, no scenes that are too vague to see clearly, and there are no various abnormal killers. Only the seemingly unexpected but deliberately arranged killing scenes.


    In his previous life, when Zhang Han saw this film, he was shocked by all kinds of subtle but logical accidents. Therefore, even after more than ten years, Zhang Han was still impressed by this series of films.


    It seems that in the film, as long as the people on the death list can not escape the design of the God of death, they will eventually encounter all kinds of accidents, leading to tragic death.


    What makes Zhang Han feel most depressed is that in this plane, you have to fight with invisible enemies. This kind of brain wasting thing is what Zhang Han is not good at, but now he has to face it!


    Although it is said that the accidents in the film can''t kill Zhang Han at all, it''s difficult to protect the God of death. Suddenly, his combat effectiveness burst and threw you a nuclear bomb or something


    At that time, maybe I really want to say goodbye to my journey!


    At this time, Eugene, a black man wearing glasses, told everyone about a similar scene.


    On flight 180 a year ago, a plane exploded unexpectedly shortly after taking off, killing all the people on board. But before that, a high school student also foresaw this scene and saved several companions in advance.


    However, unfortunately, later, the rescued people, including the high school student, finally failed to escape the design of death and died one after another.


    "In fact, there was still a female student alive on the plane at that time, but she was admitted to a mental hospital!" Eugene concluded.


    "That is to say, death will follow us?" young Tim said nervously.


    "Like a curse? Maybe!"


    Zhang Han shrugged and said nothing.


    Among the people, only Zhang Han is not afraid of death. Others are more or less uneasy, and the expression on his face is very strange.


    "That''s bullshit! Let''s go, Tim."


    Nora, Tim''s mother, suddenly stood up and dragged Tim away from the room.


    Zhang Han flashed in front of Nora with a gentle smile on his face and said, "Ms. Nora, if you still care about your son''s safety, you''d better sit down quietly and wait a few minutes!"


    "Super... Mr. Superman!"


    Kimberly stood up, trembled and pointed to Zhang Han. She looked shocked and said incoherently, "yes, that''s it... Just now on the road, you were like this, and suddenly avoided the car..."


    At this point, Kimberly shook the shoulder of patrolman Thomas and said excitedly, "Mr. Berg, you were there and saw it, didn''t you?"


    "Yes!"


    Faced with Zhang Han''s haunting speed, Thomas was equally shocked. His right hand unconsciously pressed on the revolver at his waist and looked at Zhang Han warily.


    "Kung Fu? Power?"


    Jason, the police chief, came in, looked at Zhang Han carefully and asked, "Mr. Zhang Han, we didn''t find your name in the file of the police station. We just contacted the Immigration Bureau, and there''s no file of you there."


    "Can you introduce yourself in detail? For example, your social security number."


    "Is there any difference between saying and not saying this kind of thing?"


    Zhang Han doesn''t have any social security number. Even if he does, it''s another bit. In this plane, a proper black family!


    "What do you mean?" Jason was confused by Zhang Han''s words.


    The guy in front of him was dressed like an actor in a Black Punk suit with a strange Japanese Taidao inserted in his waist.


    All this makes Jason, who is full of doubt about Zhang Han, more suspicious.


    Zhang Han pulled the corners of his mouth, smiled coldly and said, "do you really think that with the hint of Miss Kimberly, you are lucky to survive, and you can go back to your homes in the future?"


    "The gentleman outside, if you have nothing to do, you''d better come in. After all, your name is also on the list of death!"


    Standing outside the door, Elvin didn''t want to pay attention to the people at all, but his body became stiff and involuntarily walked into the room.


    "Fuk, what did you do to me, you bastard?"


    Elvin''s face rose red, trying to get rid of the shackles of his body. Looking at Zhang Han with a shocked face, I don''t understand why suddenly I will lose control of my body.


    They looked at them strangely and didn''t know what had happened.


    Zhang Han dispersed the ghost road and said, "just like flight 180, those who are stared at by the God of death will die one by one."


    "Don''t tell such jokes. How can there be such a thing as death in the world!"


    Has been walking around the room, a slightly impatient white-collar woman Kate suddenly interposed. With a thick disdain and contempt on his face, he looked at Zhang Han as if he were looking at a mental patient.


    To be honest, Zhang Han is black, with a long hem like suit and a strange costume of soul chopping knife around his waist. In the eyes of everyone, if he is not an actor, he may be a patient from a mental hospital