Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

　　The so-called barefoot are not afraid to wear shoes.

　　 When a person is fearless even in death, then he is truly powerful.

　　 And these hijackers obviously don't have this condition, which means that they have many weaknesses, and they can easily solve the trouble by making good use of them.

　　 The arc of Xinfan's mouth widened a lot, and the gangster who stared at him was startled, and subconsciously was about to retreat. However, before he could put his ideas into practice, he felt that his hand was empty and the gun had been surrendered by the man in front of him.

　　 The gangster is shocked!

　　 How can human beings be so fast? He didn't even see his movements clearly!

　　 Immediately after his head hurts, as the sky turns, he comes into close contact with the floor.

After grabbing the gun, Xinfan pointed it at the weakest porthole on the plane, and then smiled innocently at the other three robbers: "Can I go to the cockpit with my companion? His asthma medicine seems to be on the plane. Long hands."

　　 One of the gangsters heard the words frantically: "If you have the ability, you shoot and we die together."

　　 Xinfan raised his eyebrows lightly: "That's it, that's okay."

　　 He did not hesitate for a second, and pulled the trigger almost as soon as the voice fell. At that moment, everyone on the plane, including the gangsters, felt desperate—except for the gin, perhaps.

　　 However, with a "click", the bullet did not fire, and the plane was still intact.

　　 Xinfan checked and found that the bullets were not loaded properly. He repaired the problem and said regretfully: "Why are you so unprofessional, and the bullets are not loaded. But it doesn't matter, the next shot will not be empty."

　　 The hearts of the robbers missed several beats. They clearly realized that the man in front of them was different from all the hostages they had encountered before. Normal people cannot reason with a madman.

　　 "Can we go to the cockpit now?" Xin Fan said with a smile, "After all, you have also seen that my friend's asthma is really serious, and he may die if he doesn't take medicine."

　　 The friend who suffers from asthma in a certain population next to him is breathing steadily.

　　 Everyone knows that Nobuhiro Asano is just looking for an excuse to go to the cockpit, but the robbers can only temporarily acquiesce in what he did.

　　 Seeing the gangster blocking the aisle get out of the way, Xinfan showed a satisfied expression.

　　 He put away the gun, did not look at the gangster again, and walked directly to the cockpit.

　　 Gin wine followed him closely.

　　 The robbers looked at each other and exchanged glances in the air. They raised their guns almost at the same time and aimed them at the back of Gin and Xinfan's heads.

　　 Shinhan seems to know nothing about this.

"boom!"

"boom!"

　　 Two shots were fired, but it was not the expected person who fell.

　　 Gin grabbed the pistol-from a hand that had been broken off-the corners of his mouth filled with a wild and crazy smile.

　　 "Don't worry." Gin said to the remaining robber, "It's your turn."

Shinshige opened the cockpit door.

"boom!"

　　 The cockpit door closed behind him.

　　 At the same time, another man fell straight down-his head had exploded with flowers.

　　 That day, on this flight from Tokyo to Pretoria, all passengers seemed to have experienced a nightmare.

When the men’s gasps, women’s screams, and children’s crying have faded away, the cold face of the figure in the black windbreaker is still deeply imprinted in the depths of the brains of every passenger, like a cloud that can never wave away. .

　　 However, this terror was not caused by the robbers. The passengers didn't even have much impression of the robbers. They were invariably afraid of the two "heroes" who had saved them.

　　 "They are demons, demons from hell," he said.

　　 "Fallen angels and demons run wild, human beings are just playthings in their hands," she said.

　　 "Many people were killed that day." They coincided with each other.

　　 And the root of these people's fear, in order to ensure that the plane landed smoothly, they had to personally guide them.

　　 "I said you guys,"

　　 In the cockpit, Shinhan sat on the engineer’s chair, lazily watching the two robbers manipulating the plane.

　　 "Since I can't fly a plane, why kill the pilot?"

　　 "They are not dead." One of the robbers quibbleed.

　　 Xinfan nodded in a good temper: "Whatever you want, they are useless now anyway."

　　 "Did you change your course just now? Change back and continue flying to Pretoria." Xinfan ordered.

　　 The robbers looked at each other, their palms were sweaty.

　　 Before they came, they had only made preparations for a nearby landing, and they didn't know the route to Pretoria at all.

　　 seemed to see what the robber was thinking, and Xinfan pointed his chin to the fingerboard: "The route map is there."

　　 "Even if there is a route map, we will..." The robber wanted to cry without tears.

　　 They are not professional pilots, how do they know how to fly to South Africa!

　　 Xinfan had no choice but to get up when he saw this. He relaxed his stiff body and decided to give the two rookies a happy one.

　　 The rookies fainted one after another before they could make a cry of pain.

　　 Just then, the gin opened the door.

　　 "Is it solved outside?" Xinfan asked.

　　 "Kill the chicken and the monkey." Gin sneered, "Let them see the blood, and the guy who is not convinced can only obediently accept his life."

　　 Xinfan nodded indifferently, and had no guilt for the robber's death.

　　 In the small space in the cockpit, there were four people lying on the ground, and Gin could not help frowning when he saw this: "How about you?"

　　 "It's good as you can see." Xin Fan opened his eyes and said nonsense. "By the way, arrange for an airplane to come over. We need to transfer."

　　 "Which airport do you transfer at? I have to remind you that it will take a lot of time to get off together..."

　　"Why do I need to transfer at the airport?" Xinshihan took it for granted, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "Aircraft can refuel in the air, why can't we transfer in the air?"

　　 Gin Wine: "..."

He asks himself that he has seen the world, but in the past he has never met a partner who has his appetite like Mezcal-too suitable, suitable for gin. He wants to throw Mezcal off the plane and into the engine. Chopped.

　　 Shinhan glanced at the gin, and then suddenly added: "In order to be relatively still with the Boeing 747, the plane you arrange must not be too small."

　　"..."

　　 Gin suspects that Mezcal did this to change to a good private jet, and he has the evidence.

Gin’s mobility is very terrifying. Before the ground had realized that the hijacked flight had been replaced and controlled, he had arranged everything Mezcal needed—including preparing a plane and a plane. A pilot who can land the plane safely.

　　 This plane has been noticed by the police and the military. Xinfan and the others will definitely not be able to continue their journey in South Africa. It is necessary to change another plane.

　　 Xinfan controlled the plane to lower the altitude enough to breathe, and the plane arranged by Gin was just 100 meters below the 747.

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