From Oppressors To Oppressed

Author's note: Unedited Chapters

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Bang!

Gustav's palms were pushed forward and the aircraft collided with it, causing the aircraft to instantly pause in mid air.

The part of the aircraft with Gustav palms on them, had a big dent due to the sudden pause in mid air.

"Come on now, you just arrived where do you think you're going?" Gustav questioned as a wide grin appeared on his face.

"What kind of host would I be if I didn't give you lots a bit of entertainment," He added as he held the aircraft in place.

Chills ran down the spines of the pilots and everyone else within the aircraft at the moment.

Not only did this type of aircraft weighed almost five hundred thousand kilograms and with how fast it was moving, the amount of destructive force it was carrying was enough to crash through tons of high-rise building without its momentum reducing.