Shenhaozhi counterattacked from picking up the treasure box

"Apologise to me! Apologize to me!"

Ye Feng, who smelled of alcohol, yelled and kicked the salesman on the head with his sneakers.

Soon his face was covered with blood.

The stewardess had never seen someone so hateful. This was not like a fight. Instead, she wanted to point the finger at the other person and kill him. She was too frightened to step forward to stop him. She covered her mouth and shivered.

The passengers stood and watched from a distance, each one indignantly condemning Ye Feng, but no one dared to stop him.

"stop!"

A scolding came, and Ye Feng was thrown to the ground.

"Crack!"

Ye Feng's arms were twisted behind his back, and cold handcuffs were placed on his wrists.

The police on the plane arrived in time and immediately took coercive measures against Ye Feng.

"Hurry up and save people!"

The young police officer gave the order, and then the two shocked flight attendants realized what was happening. They lifted the thin man with blood on his face from the ground and took him to the infirmary.

Ye Feng was also lifted up and pushed into a single room.

"Be honest with me!"

The police handcuffed Ye Feng to the railing and then left the room.

There was only a wall between the infirmary and the place where Ye Feng was imprisoned, and the voices on the other side were clearly heard.

Ye Feng, who was still drunk just now, woke up and listened.

There were constant chirping sounds, it must be that the flight attendants were bandaging the skinny man's wounds.

"It's not life-threatening. Let him rest here. He will be sent to the hospital immediately after the plane lands."

The two flight attendants chatted for a few words and then left the infirmary.

The room fell into silence, but soon the sound of footsteps was heard.

"Squeak..."

The door opened and two men walked into the infirmary.

"How about it?"

A deep voice sounded.

"Still unconscious, but breathing steadily, nothing serious, but I can't do anything anymore."

said a sharp voice.

A moment of silence.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill that kid!"

"Who wants to kill me?"

A joking voice came from the door.

The two of them were shocked, and suddenly turned their heads. It was the drunken young man who had just beaten their accomplice.

The enemy was extremely jealous when they met him. The tall man didn't talk nonsense at all. He raised his fist and smashed Ye Feng's door.

"Bang!"

The sound of fist and face contact was heard, and the tall man suddenly tilted his head back.

Ye Feng followed closely, raised his leg high and struck hard, hitting the opponent's chest with his back heel.

"Plop!"

The tall man groaned and fell to the ground.

The short man was shocked and reached for his waist.

But as soon as his hand grasped the handle of the gun, someone grabbed his wrist.

Ye Feng slashed his neck with a knife. The short man's eyes turned white and his body fell to the ground.

"Wow..."

Two glasses of water were splashed on their faces. The tall and short men woke up from coma and then struggled violently.

But they found that their hands and feet were trapped by their own shoelaces.

"Don't move! This is a butcher's buckle. The more you struggle, the tighter it gets!"

"Who are you!"

The two of them realized that they were being tricked and stopped struggling.

The tall man asked in a deep voice.

"Who?" Ye Feng smiled: ""I should ask you this, what do you want to do when you put bombs on the plane?"

When they heard the word zhatan, their expressions changed. It seemed that he knew everything.

Ye Feng knocked on the table with the captured pistol, and then pointed it at the tall man.

"Say it, I'll give you a treat!"

The tall man snorted coldly: "If you want to kill or cut into pieces, it's up to you!"

"Tough enough!"

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth curled up, his hands flew quickly, and the pistol was quickly dismantled into parts.

"Have you ever heard of the electric chair?"

The tall man was stunned, and looked at each other with the short man.

Before the two of them could react, Ye Feng grabbed the towel next to him and blocked their mouths.

"Crack!"

A burst of electricity came from the infirmary, as well as the screams of two people, and a fishy smell immediately floated in the air.

These two were electrocuted to the point of becoming incontinent...

Half an hour later, Ye Feng walked out of the infirmary with satisfaction.

I thought these two people were strong-willed, but within a few minutes they gave up and told the whole story.

Through interrogation, it was found that this was a killer organization hired by a foreign country that was not a country to use harsh means to create a terrorist incident in China in revenge.

There are four people in this team, and the leader is a middle-aged man with a Europa face.

Ye Feng came to the business class, glanced over, and finally landed on a man wearing a top hat who was sleeping soundly.

The man was not asleep, but was waiting anxiously.

Two men went to check on the emaciated man's injuries, but they didn't come back after being there for so long.

He glanced at the time on his wrist and saw that there were less than five minutes until the action.

"Did there be an accident?"

Suddenly, a man sat next to him, and the hat covering his face was taken off.

"Don't move!"

A deep voice came, and a sharp object was pressed against his waist.

The man's face was gloomy and his heart was very calm.

It seemed that the matter was exposed, but he didn't panic because he still had a trump card in his hand.

One hand reached out and searched the man's belongings.

"You better not do this!"

The man threatened: "In three minutes, this plane will disintegrate in the air!"

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Ye Feng turned his head and asked.

"If you cooperate with me, I can let you live!"

"Cooperate with your sister!"

"Pa!" Ye Feng raised his hand and slapped him.

"Stand up and follow me!"

"You'll regret it!"

The man stood up and followed Ye Feng to the infirmary.

"Bang!"

Ye Feng put a foot on his lower back, then picked up the rope and tied him up tightly.

"Don't have any illusions, your trump card is gone!"

Ye Feng dropped a backpack on the ground. Inside were several dismantled bombs that must have been bombs.

The man's face was ashen, he lowered his head and said nothing.

"Why are you here?"

A man's voice came from behind, and Ye Feng turned his head. It was the policeman who put handcuffs on him.

"I'll leave this to you!"

Ye Feng reached out and patted his shoulder, then put his pockets in and left.

"This is……"

The policeman looked at the three people tied up in the infirmary, and saw the time bomb exposed in the backpack on the ground, and his scalp suddenly went numb.

"It takes so long to go to the toilet!"

Ye Feng returned to the VIP cabin, Long Xiaozhu frowned and said.

Ye Feng chuckled: "I have a little diarrhea."

After saying that, he returned to his seat, pulled the blanket over his body, and soon heard the sound of even breathing.

"You can eat and sleep, are you a pig?" Long Xiaozhu slandered and pulled the blanket over him.

Soon, the plane landed at the airport in Nanhai.

Ye Feng followed Long Xiaozhu and left the airport through the barrier-free passage. A luxury business car was already parked outside.

"Mr. Long!"

A bald man in a suit hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, with a flattering look on his face.

"stop!"

The bodyguard stretched out his hand and stopped the bald man two meters away.

A flash of embarrassment flashed across the bald man's face, and then he laughed hahaha.

"Mr. Long has worked hard all the way, and I have prepared a guest room for you!"

Long Xiaozhu nodded.

The bald man opened the door, and Long Xiaozhu and the bodyguard got into the car. The bald man also wanted to follow, but was stopped by the bodyguard.

"You take a seat."

The bald man was embarrassed again, but he did not dare to say anything, but a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.