Magic Eye Warlock

Ruthless, really ruthless, this is Yan Chong's evaluation of that terrifying anger.

If his companion is attacked, Yan Chong must first consider the safety of his companion. But the terrifying man was different. After seeing that his companion might have his rifle taken away, he directly shot at the two, as if he had regarded his companion as a corpse.

From a rational point of view, if the rifle is snatched by the passengers, it may pose a threat to them, and the companions have no time to save. So this person reacted very quickly and made the most correct choice in an instant, but it was also cold-blooded and chilling.

Yan Chong didn't hesitate, slammed through the compartment door and rushed out.

Just outside the door, a man with a gun passed by the first class cabin. It seemed that he wanted to go to the cockpit to hijack the captain in order to achieve their goal, but was unfortunately hit by Yan Chong.

"boom!"

The moment he was hit by Yan Chong, the man only felt like he was hit by a high-speed train. His right arm, ribs and thigh bones were instantly shattered and fractured, and then continued He flew to the left, smashed through the door of the compartment opposite Yan Chong, and passed out in a coma, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Fortunately, the compartment was empty, and no passengers were affected.

Yan Chong ignored him. He acted subconsciously just now, so he couldn't help but exert too much force. He felt as if he had hit a thin piece of paper, and there was no special obstacle.

Then, he rushed towards the terrifying wrath who shot.

However, it was still a little late. The dense bullets shot towards the two of them. Although Yan Chong could see the trajectory of the bullets clearly, his body couldn't keep up with the speed, so he could only watch the bullets hit the person. On the terrifying wrath.

What made Yan Chong relieved was that the bullet did not penetrate the body of the terrifying anger, and the man in the suit also responded quickly and hid his body behind the terrifying anger, but he was still shot in the leg. , sat down on the ground.

At this time, Yan Chong also came behind the man who shot the gun. He grabbed the opponent's right hand that pulled the trigger, squeezed it hard, and directly squeezed the opponent's palm into flesh.

His palms were covered with body protection qi, but they were not soiled by the other party's blood.

The gunshots stopped, and then, Yan Chong snatched the rifle from the opponent's hand and put it into the ancient elf leaf.

At this time, the man who shot the gun reacted and let out an extremely shrill scream.

His palms can no longer be seen as they were. The bones were completely crushed into powder by giant force, as if they had been processed by a hydraulic press, mixed with flesh and blood.

Although he had undergone severe anti-interrogation training, he had personally killed countless people, and his temperament could be described as cruel and fierce, but the pain exceeded his tolerance limit, making his face distorted and tears streaming down his face.

If it was an ordinary person, he might have fainted at this time, but he has been trained and has a higher pain threshold than ordinary people. Instead, he did not faint, and could only lie on the ground struggling and screaming.

Yan Chong gently kicked his other arm and legs three times with his toes, breaking his other three limbs.

He was a little ashamed. He was still inexperienced when dealing with ordinary non-professionals, and accidentally caused serious injuries by using too much force.

Moreover, he has no experience in escorting and guarding criminals, so he is worried that if this terrifying wrath will attack other passengers, he can only cripple his limbs.

He walked to the unfortunate and terrifying wrath who was shot by his companions, and found that the other party had been shot more than a dozen times, bleeding all over the floor, and was on the verge of death from shock, and the magnetic field of life was extremely weak.

The man in the suit was shot in the thigh artery, blood soaked a large area of ​​his trouser legs, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

Yan Chong tore off a piece of clothing from the terrifying anger, and bandaged the wound of the man in the suit to stop his bleeding.

"Thank you!" the man in the suit said in English. He felt that he seemed to have seen a hallucination just now. After a burst of explosions, this man suddenly appeared behind the terrifying anger.

The movement made him not see clearly, and he subdued the opponent in an instant.

Is this kung fu? The legendary Chinese Kung Fu? It's too perverted.

Since Yan Chong simply put on makeup, he did not change his Chinese characteristics, and was recognized by the man in the suit at a glance.

"You're welcome." Yan Chong smiled lightly, but his face suddenly changed, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Because he found that the man whose limbs had been amputated by him seemed to want to do something.

He came to the man lying on the ground, the other side was lying on the ground, his movements were a little twisted, he seemed to want to stretch his arm behind his back, but because his right hand was broken and his left forearm was also broken, it was very painful, and he couldn't stretch it for a long time. past.

Seeing Yan Chong coming, his movements froze, and there was a gleam of fear in his eyes.

He had never seen such a terrifying person before, and he felt countless times more terrifying than his boss. He can easily squeeze his hands into flesh, and his three legs in a row are like a phantom, and his limbs are instantly abolished. He still doesn't know how the other party appeared behind him.

demon! Must be the devil!

Yan Chong turned his body over, ignoring the wailing sound of his being crushed by the wound, and took out a few bombs from his lower back.

It turned out that he wanted to perish together and blow up the plane. Yan Chong knew it in his heart and felt that he was negligent.

He used hypnotism to hypnotize the man.

"What is the purpose of your coming on this plane?" Yan Chong asked.

The man's eyes were dull and he said, "The boss ordered it, and Andrew knows the specific purpose."

"Who is Andrew?" Yan Chong felt ashamed once again. Two of the three were dying, and he knew that he would have done something lightly.

That Andrew, couldn't be the one he bumped into when he left the cubicle just now.

"Andrew sits in seat H33."

"I mean, is it the one in the front who is about to get to the cockpit?" Yan Chong was speechless. Who wants to ask you where he is sitting?

However, his heart sank, and he suddenly thought of a possibility. Could it be that there are more than three people?

Sure enough, the man said again, "No."

"How many of you are there?"

"Five people."

"And another one?"

"Sit in seat B14."

Yan Chong raised his head and glanced at the number of the luggage compartment above the seat. He was surprised to find that the numbers around here were all around ten or so.

Among them, the H33 should be the economy class in the back, and the B14 is the business class here, isn't it?

Suddenly, a man suddenly stood up from the seat B14 next to him, with a pistol in his left and right hands, aimed at the two passengers beside him, and said grimly: "Don't move, or I will kill them!"